reply to post by argentus
I had a dream a bit like yours also.
I dreamt that I was driving along a major highway when the road suddenly started moving like it was no longer on solid ground but floating on a
liquid. I became frightened and looked for a way to get off the road. I could see the road starting to beak up and pieces of it floating in all
I came to a stop when my tire locked against a section of road that was floating west while I was traveling north. I saw a car go pass me on my right
side traveling at great rate of speed that looked as if it was going to run into a tractor trailer that was also traveling west. The car actually
traveled under the trailer before it the rear was caught under the truck as it bobbed along the road.
The passengers in the car were able to get out safely and ran towards my car; 2 men and two women. They told me to put my car in reverse and they
picked up my cars front end as I moved backwards and it was freed. One of the men got behind the wheel of the car making me move over into the
passenger seat while the other three go in the back.
It was obvious that this guy knew what he was doing and was a pro. We got stuck a couple of times but we were able to free the car easy enough.
After a while we found ourselves on a narrow street in a residential area that was combined with apartment buildings and single family homes. We got
out of the car and I followed these people to a narrow covered alcove just before the first bomb hit.
There were bombs dropping from the sky in mass but they where dirty bombs. They where filled with razors and shrapnel meant more to maim and
incapacitate people then to destroy buildings.
I could hear people screaming and I could see blood and bits of flesh flying everywhere. Just when I thought that it could not go on any longer the
bombs stopped. The moans and the screams continued but the bombs stopped.
I felt as if every bone in my body had turned to water and I could not move nor hold myself up and fell to a bench that was in the alcove. I look down
at the bench and there was a raised designed etched into the bench.
It was a long curved line reach from the lower left side of the bench to the upper left side with a gentle curve to the right. The line branched off
into three arrows at the top. One curved off to the right, one curving up and one curving to the left. The bottom of the line curve to the right and
there was one straight line a little less then halfway between the top three arrows and the single bottom arrow.
On the right side of the bench was a name written in a language I could not understand but a young boy appeared behind me and told me that it said
I started to cry because I knew that the line with the arrows represented the four people and that I was the straight line the intersected the curved
One of the men tried to console me and asked me why I was crying and I told him it was because I knew that the inscription on the bench symbolized
death and that the ALL written on the right side of the middle of the bench meant all would die.
He held me gently and let me cry a spell then told me I had interpreted the symbols wrong. That the ALL was not all it was it was actually written
This made no sense to me and I had no idea what it meant.
There was more to the dream but it twisted off the way dreams do.