reply to post by tdrowe2008
Well for what it’s worth you are in good company my friend.
When I was four or thereabouts I used to have some sort of reoccurring “dream” where four men very much like black knights would drift down
through my ceiling to the foot of my bed in unison. I would scream the house down every single time as they completed the movement.
The details are hazy but I recall something very much like hieroglyphics and extremely intricate etchings to the armour but of course I never really
took in the details other than as precursor to “OH NOOOO” before screaming my lungs out.
There was and is no reason I should have imagined this as a young child but I did, and so often I was taken to see child psychologists.
My mother still is not happy to talk about it and I have also had UFO encounters.
Like I said, you are in good company
[edit on 16-1-2010 by SmokeJaguar67]