posted on Feb, 21 2006 @ 04:54 AM
'...i had seen it before, years ago in a dream, i saw the EXACT same scene i was seeing!!at the time of the dream, i had no idea this place even
'I personally have seen entire periods of time before hand and seen them happen to the point where I could of stopped an event from happening. It's
just all a matter of really openning your mind and WRITING things done.. That is one of the advantage of a dream log.. (EVEN THOUGH I DONT DO IT)..'
I am sure glad that others have had these precognitive dreams. I have had maybe 8 - 10 in my life. As Kitsunegari said, they are exact, like a video
or a photo. And as Jago said, in at least two of mine, I knew what was happening next, but didn't change it. I did tell a couple of them to others
before the event happened in real life, when I thought they were just normal, but vivid, dreams. Something in common, I too have seen the value of a
log for years, but I rarely write them down. Still, even if I did, I doubt that skeptics would believe me anyway. They would say I could have
written it the day of the occurence, and just back dated it. I have learned to not care if I am not believed, after 35 years, I should hope so.
Here are some of them which I have posted elsewhere.
1.) I dreamt I was driving with Paul McCartney and Wings in an old beater car up through a narrow, winding valley. Around two weeks later, I was sent
to a job at a place called Ryder Lake, I had never been there. As I started to enter the valley, I noticed that the steep sides and the flat low
overcast cloud made it seem like I was indoors, exactly like my dream, no Wings though. I was alone. I was amazed how exactly the same it looked and
said to myself out loud, well if this is the same, I should come around a corner to the right and see a big white farmhouse with a wrap around
veranda.....about two or three turns later, I came around a corner to the right and burst out laughing.....there it was. Many years later, I met a
man who knew the lady who lived in that house, he recognized it when I told him the story.
2.) I was in San Francisco with my ex. and we were just leaving fishermans wharf when I stopped dead in my tracks. She said what? I was standing
exactly where I had been in a dream, on a boardwalk beside a white landscapers pickup full of rakes and shovels etc. It was parked on an angle in the
middle of the boardwalk, not lined up with anything, and was exactly the same as a scene in a dream from a few weeks earlier. I live in Canada, and
when I had the dream, I thought nothing of it, never even thought it might be SanFran, or precognitive till that moment.
3.) When I was in grade two, I had a dream that a boy in my class was kidnapped and taken to a cave. the kidnappers broke a window of my classroom to
get in. When I was having breakfast and telling my brother (who was in grade one) about it, he swore he had the same dream. My mom, who was in the
kitchen too, said she had the same dream too. Well, I got to school, and the window was broken and the boy was not in class. He never did come back.
I assume that his family just moved away or something, but still....my dream was right about him being gone, and the window being broken.
4.) Back in 1983, my best friend's girlfriend was in a dream I had, and I told him about it, she and I were kissing, it did not go over well, so I
shut up. They broke up a month or so later, she moved out of her parents and into a basement suite, and I was over there one night, and just as we
started to kiss I realized it was the basement suite in my dream, exactly the same. When I had the dream she was dating him, living at home. Within a
couple of months of the dream, they split up, she moved into a basement suite, and one night as we kissed, I remembered the dream and looked around.
The couch and tv were in the same place, the carpet was chocolate brown, and the couch, beige, the same colour, and there were a couple of sheets of
writing paper lying on the floor in front of the tv in the same place and orientation as in my dream. It was unmistakable that it was the same scene
I dreamt of months earlier.
5.) When I was about 20 I had a dream I was in my car, and it was spinning, but even though I wanted it to stop, I was unable to control it, and I
didn’t understand why. Christmas eve, which was within a few days later, I had too many festive brews at a friends house, and his dad drove me home
in my own car. He lived on a cul-de-sac and as he drove around the circular turn around at the end of the street, the motion was slightly nauseating
for me, and as I sat there, I recalled the dream, and felt that I now knew why I wasn’t able to stop the spinning.