I want your apocalyptic dreams, page 1

reply to post by GypsK

I have many dreams that I tell my wife but we usually figure them to just be dreams. Whatever, you know?

These two are the most notable that I can think of at the moment.

I'm sorry, the first one is 2 years old.

I was being talked to inside my head. The voices were very loud. Everything was made of either invisible solids or incredibly reflective solids. The sun was out, but I couldn't find the sun. The sky was blue, or what part of it I could see. I didn't get much of a look at the ground. There were HUMONGOUS advertisements that were scrolling like marquees across the sphere of the earth. None of the advertisements were for companies that I recognize. Interestingly enough, all graphics in my dream were completely thought up. One of the advertisements showed an image of the earth itself. You could see the moon in the background through these advertisements. These ads were very graphically enhanced, very smooth, very creative.

The next dream was a few days ago.

I've had many dreams over the years of leaping extremely high, "flying", being exceptionally-strong, etc. I never could control these dreams. I've had lucid dreams a lot in my life, but anytime I ever became lucid, I failed miserably in my control of what I did. I would reach for a cup and miss. I would not land probably from my high leaps. In one dream in particular, I impaled myself on the top of a building because I focused on that part of the building while I was falling from the sky. I never could gain control of any of these things. NEVER. I have always complained about it.

The other night, to my surprise, I was in the middle of a dream when I woke up in my dream. Who knows what I was doing. All I know is that my arm was outstretched and my hand was facing towards a magazine or a piece of rolled up cardboard. The danged thing flew right into my hand. I felt the shudders through my spine like, "Well, that's interesting." I wasted no time in levitating myself and flying through a crowd of people whose heads were effortlessly dodging my pass. I landed. I looked around. No one cared. On the inside I was extremely excited, but on the outside of my mind I was contemplating this sudden control. I never really believe in a good thing just happening all of a sudden, so I went straight to thinking that something was wrong. I felt more energy and physical power than I ever had before and the energy literally felt like nothingness. I didn't feel a surge or shudders or any tremors or anything of the sort except for through my excitement. The power itself literally felt exactly like weightlessness. I don't even know what weightlessness feels like, but that was it, because I felt no weight. No one around me cared. Everyone acted like I was a normal fact of life.

You might think these are not apocalyptic, but each of these things I have described are apocalyptic in the sense that if these things were reality, our current reality would have to undergo a series of apocalyptic events or thousands of years of trends.