posted on Jun, 6 2004 @ 04:09 AM
Not sure when it all started, I'm guessing maybe after high school sometime (so for around 5-6 years)...
For some reason, I dream of tornadoes ALL the time. I mean, ALL the time. There's nothing I see more in my dreams. I wouldn't really call them
nightmares, it's not like they keep me from sleeping or anything, but they are becoming somewhat of a nuisance. Especially the past two days...
To let you know, it's not like 1 harmless tornadoes. Yesterday, I dreamed no less than 20 tornadoes; I was usually able to see almost 4-6 at a time.
Some thin, some massive. I thought that was alot. Then tonight I wake up and dream about even more than that.
In yesterday's dream, I was in my home. Like usual, I'm having some 'normal' dream. Family is around, we're doing something. Then it's like
all of the sudden, the sky outside greys out, and my mom comes in and warns us. I go outside the front door, and look out towards the ocean (about 3
streets away), and up in the sky I can see about 5 tornadoes moving almost in single file, as if following the coast, but while over the ocean.
Basically they're water spouts, and I wonder if they'll move on shore. I keep watching them, tornado after tornado, probably around 10 or so. Then
it's not so bad, because they've got a pretty stationary movement, they're following the coast but over the ocean. Then for some reason I look out
to towards the other direction, and see another massive black tornado (this one over land, sort of opposite the ocean tornadoes). It's got a
stranger movement, and I'm not sure if it will hit us or not. This is where it gets a little strange, and I'll admit this is unusual since most of
my dreams involve REAL tornadoes, not whimsical little fantasy things. But I literally watched as a 'mini tornado,' about the size of a beach ball,
came inside my front door. All I could think was to hit it back out, which worked. Then two more of these tornado's came in (they were clear,
see-thru), and these I grabbed and basically threw out the door and slammed it shut. Fast foward some, and I'm holding onto the front door handle
with both hands, basically pulling it inward so it doesn't get sucked up open and pull us out (I know a tornado, a 'real' tornado it outside
passing over us now). I keep doing this, struggling, but the tornado never pulls the door open. So I'm still pulling on the door so that it won't
swing open, but suddenly the wind changes direction and the entire front wall of my house now FALLS in. Since I'm in a crouching position near the
door, I do one of those 'yeah it must be a dream' type moves and basically lift up the bottom of the wall as it falls over, basically allowing me to
move under the wall unscathed. That's how that dream ends.
Tonight, another dream. I'm sitting in a store, reading a book for school or something (not sure why I would be in a store doing this, even though
in my dream someone asked me what I was doing and I said I was reading a book here because it was quiet). Somehow I end up in what's a hotel. I go
out on the balcolny, in a perfectly sunny day, and I look out towards the ocean and see those )(*!)*)!* tornadoes again. They're moving along the
boulevard (road closest to the ocean), but they aren't directly over the ocean like most of the other ones from my last dream. They're moving south
to north. Again, they are pretty much confined to this direction. Again, they're mainly two types; some of the tornadoes are tall and stringy,
spiraling down to the ground. The others are just fat and massive, black masses. I see one that's huge, unlike any of the others I've seen. It's
GIGANTIC, almost completely black, and almost a perfect V shape. I watch to my left as one tornado makes it way from the normal course, and heads
inland, then stop, and starts a north-south direction on the second road from the ocean. I go inside, and soon, out the window I notice a tornado is
about to pass over us. We all brace ourselves (a few members from my family are there, but not too many, maybe 3-4). Oddly enough the furniture in
the room begins to spin around us, even though there is no damage that would allow the wind to get inside and move them like that. After a few
revolutions, I look back out the window and it's almost like everything is tilted outside. I realize that the hotel is falling down. The next
second I feel us falling down. I remember hoping that we were on a low floor (not that it would matter). But as we fall, I realize we must be pretty
far up. Soon enough, we hit, and everything goes black. I realize that I died. It was hard to explain, I don't think I've ever died in my dreams
before. It was complete blackness. And I remember TRYING to see if I could even understand that. I was trying to figure out if I felt anything, or
if I felt 'nothingness.' I was trying to see if I could comprehend ANYTHING, to see if I still 'existed' basically. I realized I still could
think, so I was just waiting around thinking there was going to be some nice afterlife escort coming for me in a few seconds. But there was just
blackness. I think I managed to pry one eye open (not sure if this was in my dream or in real life, either way in my dream I didn't see anything
again), and then I woke up.
So. Anyone have any clue what all this signifies? I have no idea why I would be dreaming about tornadoes so much. I did always have a fear of them
growing up. One day, maybe when I was 21 or so, I did EXPERIENCE a tornado, while I was working it actually came down the boulevard (ie right over
us). Oddly enough it was not bad at all. When it passed by, everything was grey, and we couldn't even see 20 feet across the street. It was a
pretty powerful tornado all things considering, and there really was no damage then and I believe no one was even hurt in the entire town (it
essentially came off the water, around the downtown area, and made it's way all the way along to our south border). I don't think I have some
irrational everyday fear about being in a tornado either, so I'm not sure why I keep dreaming about these damn things. From my RL experience with
them, I really shouldn't have anything to worry about. And hell it rarely rains/storms here anyway. That was the only tornado I've ever seen in
this city in my 24 years of living, so needless to say they are very rare (almost non-existant).
[Edited on 6-6-2004 by W_HAMILTON]