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viewmorepics.myspace.com... Let's try this one. *edit* I just noticed the mod note above...there is no personal info on this site. I apologize for not catching that earlier.

Okay. First of all, I've always had dreams of a war in the skies since I was a little girl, and they would occur quite frequently. I hated to look up to the skies when I dreamt, because I knew what I would see; lights and craft and dragons all flying about, firing upon each other, and debris falling from the skies. As I grew older, the scene became apocolyptic...and I am gathering people and leading them to safety. A couple of times I was hunted by these dragon things (vicious and fierce creatures; warriors) and though I would always fight them, I woke up before I knew how it ended...usually in cold sweats and a sense of futility. I have dreamed of a giant owl once, as a teenager. It rose behind my house, bigger than the house, stared at me, flew to the night sky and twinkled like a star. Then, what looked like a B2 stealth bomber dove from that twinkle straight into me, and I woke up with a "thud" on my bed so hard, the bed was still shaking, like I "fell" into it. That was the only "owl" dream. That was about the time I noticed "shadows" watching me...I thought it was my imagination until a friend of mine noticed one at the same time I did. She said, "Who was that? Did you see him? He walked right through your yard!" But there was no one there. We thought it was ghost.

I've always paid close attention to my dreams, because they usually would come true in some minor way, or they would simply be my psyche working out issues in my daily life. For instance, once I dreamt a friend of mine showed me her and her husband's new house...it was old and dilapitated...her husband went one direction to show my husband around, and she took me on the back patio. The house was haunted, and a coffee cup flew out of nowhere and shattered between us. She picked up the pieces and said, "Well, I guess we'll just have to make it work." That morning I woke up and learned (through her myspace post that morning) that her husband had been cheating on her, but they had decided to stick it through and make it work. I had no idea there was even anything wrong between them. The old house was their relationship, the ghost was the other woman, and the coffe cup was her trying to "piece" together a broken vow.

These "other" dreams though, I could never really "categorize." I always wrote them off as my conscience working out some strange emotions I hadn't confronted yet, but they've been there since I was a child. I've always been convinced we were not alone in the universe, it just made sense to me, even though my family and everyone around me said it was just silly. It's always been...a feeling...a "knowing."

Over the past few years, my husband and I began studying religion and spirituality very heavily....We've read everything from the Qur'an to the Egyptian Book of the dead....from the Necronomicon to the Holy Bible. We've studied every conspiracy theory, every perspective of 2012, and everything we could about dreams, philosophy, psychology, etc... We are fully aware that we are not alone in our daily lives...through the the things he's seen and experienced his whole life (when he was 8, he spoke to a preacher about the true "christ" and its purpose while surrounded by glowing orbs, and the preacher quit) to the things that I've seen and experienced, most all of the information that we've come across has some truth to it, and it all correlates in some shape or form. We believe that with knowledge and understanding comes power, and that there is truly nothing to fear but fear itself.

[edit on 25-2-2010 by matronmedusa]