posted on Dec, 21 2003 @ 03:57 PM
Let me give a very disturbing and surprising testimony as to why I feel they hold relevant messages sometimes. In early august of 2001, I had a
dream. This was the most vivid dream I had ever had before or since. Why? Because many dreams are composed of undetailed images with sound.
Sometimes a third sense is present. But this dream, I experienced every sense with clarity. I was truly ALIVE in it.
It abrubtly started with my family of two younger brothers, younger sister, and my parents and myself walking along a sidewalk downtown in a very
large city. The whole thing was in first person. The city was New York because that was what I knew as the "me" inside. There were many others
walking around obviously. I can recall so clearly the very calm and peaceful day it was with solid blue sky and a nice temperature. I remember
distinctly looking at the skyscrapers as we walked. I don't know where we were walking, but it seems we were just seeing the sights of the city
because we live in Iowa, so it was exciting. Anyway, I could describe much more all the detail and sensations, but I need to go on. At some point,
as I was looking up at the buildings, a flying object caught the corner of my eye and I looked to see it crash. I remember seeing orange and fire. I
didn't see it fast enough to see what it was, but I felt terror and yelled out "It's a meteor!" Many others had seen it and everyone heard the
crash. As I was shouting the words, debris and dust started raining all around us and people started running in all directions like confused ants in
a panic. My family and I stayed close. The dust closed in and our whole environment was 3 feet of visible gray. I knew the shockwave of the crash
should kill us soon. In about thirty seconds, as more kept falling, and our vision limited by clouds of dust, we found some sort of shelter in the
road like a manhole or open drain with the grating missing. So my family jumped down in. My smallest brother and I were the last, but as he jumped
in, there was no more room for me. I started to feel heat coming and so I jumped and covered the hole face down because my brothers back was somewhat
sticking out and I hoped to shield him. I braced for a shockwave. Well, immediately the heat grew like from a flame if you have your back close to
a fire in a fireplace. Hotter and hotter on my back. I had never felt this type of vivid sensation in a dream before. Everything darkened and I
squeezed my eyes shut and prepared to die. Slowly, everything faded away to black, and I thought I must've died. There was utter silence for a
period and I have no idea how long it was. I assumed the dream was over, but I slowly came to in my dream and realized I hadn't died. I was still
in the same position and gradually got up. Everything was clearing up little by little. My family got out and they were okay, and many others were
walking around dazed. Many were down and never got up. I was surprised and confused as to why there was no shockwave, so in my dream I came to the
conclusion it was something else. Well, anyway, we hurried out of the area with relief but with fear too and others did too. After that, I don't
remember anything more if there was anything more.
As soon as the dream ended, I woke up and it was morning. I ran downstairs and told my mom that I had this dream, and I thought it was about a
meteor. But the reason I even mentioned it was because how surprised I was with the realness of it and none of it faded from memory after I woke like
many dreams do. As I told her about it, she had the news on, and immediately, there was a story reporting about a meteor. I got weirded out, and
dismissed the dream with something to do with that storyt. But after that day, I never gave it much thought. Then of course, Sept. 11 happened. I
remember all the feelings to go along with that day and the following days. It wasn't until probably four days after Sept 11 that I remembered my
dream from earlier like lightning hitting me. I compared the images on tv to my dream, and I couldn't believe it. I finally understood what it was
that crashed and why there was not a shockwave and that not everyone died. I have no doubt that I had some premonition. But to this day, I don't
know why I had it. Despite the realness, I didn't know it was something yet to happen. Was I supposed to have said or done something? Even if I
did know that it would happen, no one would've taken any warnings of mine seriously. Well, anyway, that's my dream. Very weird.