posted on Oct, 26 2009 @ 02:46 AM
This was not necessarily a nightmare, but it was apocalyptic.
It was from my childhood. One of the earliest and most vivid dreams I can ever remember. I couldn't have been older than 7 or 8, perhaps even
The dream was very simple. It was a beautiful autumn day, with the trees in full color and wind rippling over the grass and the water of a a beautiful
lake. Far at the end of the lake, so far I could barely see them, were people, people walking on the surface of the lake...walking on water. I knew it
was impossible, but they were doing it.
Suddenly, I heard/felt a deep, infinitely calm and wise voice issue forth: "It is autumn. Soon, it will be winter." I didn't grasp what that meant,
exactly, but I knew it had something to do with the fact that the people walking on the water wouldn't be able to do it much longer, because the
seasons were changing. More precisely, something was coming to an end. The voice was telling me, warning me, that a beautiful autumn where miracles
like walking on water were temporarily possible would soon be over.
Even at that age, I knew it wasn't about the changing of the seasons. The voice was so deep, so powerful. It was telling me that something more
fundamental was changing, that a situation would change sometime in my life where an age of marvels would come to an end and be replaced by a darker,
colder, fiercer time. It didn't frighten me; I felt benevolence and a sad, pitying, eternal kindness in the voice. It was warning me that the world
as I knew it would change drastically within my lifetime, and to be vigilant and prepared as I grew older.
That dream has haunted me my whole life.