Can't believe I found this thread tonight...very coincidental
Last night it felt like one long story after another in my dreams, but I do recall very vividly a part of my dreaming.
I was in the city (I guess Sydney, Australia) and people were running around in a panic. There was screaming and yelling and I was knocked over by
someone rushing passed, I fell forward on the footpath, putting my hands out to break my fall. I turned my head and looked up to the sky
to see large white, maybe grey, balls on fire falling all round. There were some people in uniforms grabbing random people and saying "You must come
with me". The people were struggling to break free and were refusing to go.
The next part of the dream is a little disturbing because although I was
educated in private Catholic school by nuns, I do not practice a religion.
Back to the dream...
I was inside a large building with hundreds of people and we were told that we must admit to all our sins, we will not be saved and that God is
coming. Then I saw God in my dream, he was giant like in stature, I felt so small in comparision in his presence as he sat on a large throne, he was
wearing white robes and had longhair (similar to the many artistic impressions we see). I recall telling myself that "I am dreaming... this is not
real" but God felt real and he looked right into me...he knew what I was thinking and he communicated to me that my dream was real.
It was uncomfortable and unnerving.
Let me stress again I am NOT religious
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When I was nine years old, I realized that I was "predicting" events in my sleep in which
would occur the following day. One evening, I dreamed that I murdered my mother and it scared me so badly that I dropped down on my knees and pleaded
with God to take this "whatever it was" away, as I did not want it, it was beginning to frighten me. From what I can remember, I did not have any
additional premonitional dreams until I was around twenty-one years of age. At, or around twenty-one years old, I then began dreaming VERY vividly of
apocalyptic events. I believed in God, but I didn't know anything else regarding the next coming, etc. Again, I was twenty-one, as that was the last
thing on my mind at that time
