posted on Mar, 16 2009 @ 01:19 AM
The sky is marred by a single black sphere hanging amidst a sea of clouds, light gray in color which obscure the sun but threaten no rain. The scar
stares back into the faces of those few who can see it, staring with contempt at the world on which they stand as they gaze into its void facade. The
sphere grows closer, anger resonating from its very core as it descends from the sky. It appears featureless; its surface seems smooth, flawless and
Its skin begins to lighten as it closes in upon its audience; its blackness becomes a gray barely distinguishable against the sky and its features
slowly begin to fade into view. Outlines on its surface begin to betray its identity. A handful of eyes are locked upon it as it grows closer, as its
faint features become more detailed revealing it to be yet more mysterious than before. The sphere stops several yards from the people below who watch
it, hanging impossibly just above their heads. They are few who can see it, others see nothing; or even dare look up into expanse above them. The
sphere appears to be Earth; a peaceful quiet Earth, an Earth keeping dark secrets in a series of huge triangular craters running north to south
through the African continent on its face.
The men are enraptured by the sphere; they are drawn completely in to the study of its appearance, and then, it is gone, as though it were never
First week of June, 2010?
This was a part of a dream; the events were followed by me seeing a calendar open to June. This was then followed by an “alien” invasion of earth;
shortly after hearing a loud “groaning” noise. Groaning is the only way I can describe it, and I can only say alien because they appeared as
tripods, similar to those of popular fiction, though bearing no strict resemblance to one design.
A few months later I had the same dream again, only I was the only one who saw the earth in this one. Following a similar line of events, the same
sound from before is heard and I ask a woman what day it is to which she replies Thursday.(This is when i realize what's about to happen, suffice it
to say I find a hiding place and whisper "safe" ejecting me from the dream) I believe the date was around the first week of June in which Friday the
4th occurs. So theoretically this dream could be occurring on any number of years, 2010 is just the nearest and the closest to the age I appeared in
I don’t think anything will happen, in fact the date lines up with June of 2004 as well, but the meaning that I’ve gathered from dream
interpretation doesn’t make much sense applied to my life in 2004.
I’ve always had trouble figuring a meaning behind this one, and the “omen” in it itself is quite an odd one, especially when it recurs.
Edit: Not sure if this is better suited to psychology or gray area.
[edit on 3/16/2009 by eNumbra]