Good afternoon ATS community,
I'd like to open by stating this is my 2nd thread. Ever. (My introduction was my 1st
). I'd also like to point out that during the past 8
months or so, these kinds of dreams have been occurring more often, and with more intensity, so after waking from each one, I immediately write down
every detail I can remember. I've NEVER in my life woken up from a dream, but still been asleep/dreaming (a dream within a dream). I don't know how
exactly to start so I guess I'll just get right into it.
I feel asleep this morning (9 June, 2011) a little after 2:15AM, it wasn't long before I drifted into a peaceful slumber...or so I thought:
I awoke abruptly in my bed to the sound of sirens, and immediately sprang up and out my bedroom door. To my surprise, I wasn't standing in the
hallway, or in my house, or even in my own town. I was standing on the sidewalk of a ritzy, upper class neighborhood.
My first impulse was to look to the sky, and as I did so, I caught a glimpse of what looked like a B-52 Stealth bomber flying overhead, high up, but
close enough that I somehow "knew" what it was. It was calm. There were no other people on the street. I was alone. After a few seconds, I could
start to hear the familiar "Zeeeeeeeeeeee" that heralds the coming of an air-dropped bomb. After a few more tense moments, there was a flash,
brighter than staring directly into the Sun, then I could see the mushroom cloud... I instantly thought "That's WAY too close!", and after a few
more seconds (is time even a factor in dreams?) I was absolutely obliterated by a wave of intense heat...
I woke up in my bed, covered in a cold sweat, thinking to myself "What the # just happened?!!" Before I could make any sense of what just played
through my mind, sirens started to sound outside. Again, I sprang from my bed and rushed out the door. I was standing on the same sidewalk, in the
same neighborhood. My first thought was "NOT AGAIN?!" Once again I looked to the sky, and saw the same plane from before. Once again, I could hear
the "Zeeeeeeeeee" sound, but this time, as the mushroom cloud began to rise in the distance, I closed my eyes and started repeating to my self "NO,
NO, NO, NO, NO!"
I awoke for real, in my bed, in my own house, in my neighborhood, covered in sweat, shaking from head to toe.
I've never been in this kind of situation before in my dreams. I don't know how to even begin picking apart the details. Where was I? Why was nobody
else around? Where did the plane originate? WHY was it dropping a nuclear warhead? Was I lucid dreaming? I'm still scratching my head......
Common sense tells me I forgot to take off my tinfoil hat before I fell asleep
Logic tells me it was just my imagination being far too active
My instincts tell me, due to the recurring dreams I've been having, there just may be something deeper to all of this...who knows for sure?
I leave this open to discussion, I'd love to hear everyone's opinions. I only ask that you Trolls stay under your bridges, and keep the rude, nasty
comments to minimum