Jayren
7th March 2015, 03:12
DREAMS OF SKY EVENTS
1972 - I was at a birthday celebration at a house that my family rented in San Gabriel, CA, in 1972 when I was a child. In the dream, I was an adult, and was in my bedroom on the east side of the house. I was talking to my wife, Kathleen, and telling her about the house, and there were the sounds of a birthday party in the rest of the place (my brother's and my birthday are in mid-June and early-July, respectively). I looked out of the window at the sidewalk near the fence outside of my window, and noticed that a gentle breeze was making the leaf-shadows move on the concrete. I looked closely at the shadows, and noticed that there were three shadows for each single new green leaf on the vine of the fence. I thought that was odd, and remembered a time (in my real life) when I had seen leaf shadow distortions caused by an eclipse, so I looked up in the sky, and saw three suns. I knew that I was probably dreaming at that point, so I thought, if I look down, and then up again, there will be only one sun, so I did that, but the suns were still there, at about 10:00 or 11:00 a.m. position in the eastern sky.
The three of them were separated by four sun-diameters distance, just hanging there as if there was nothing unusual about there being three suns in the sky at one time. The left most sun showed a dark center and a bright ring, like the corona that one sees in a full solar eclipse. The middle sun was dark, like an apache-tear color glass marble, and I could see the stars around it, in a dark sky. The right-most sun was extremely bright, almost blue-white in color, and about three or four times as bright as what I judged a normal sun would look like. I went at that point to get my father, who looked out at the suns, and then went running out of the house, saying to me "Oh my gosh, they're coming, we've got to take a look at this!"
So I followed him out onto a dry grass plain, and we stood there and watched the three suns, when the left "corona" sun suddenly let loose a huge fireball that came hurtling to the earth, and as it cut through the sky, it was red in color, and had a very black smoke trail behind it, that stretched all the way along its trail. It hit the ground in the north over the low hills and horizon, and we saw a huge flash and felt the earth shake as it did. I thought that it must have utterly destroyed all of the life where it had fallen. But then I saw a group of people coming up from behind the hill that the fireball had fallen behind, and these people were smiling and looked like they had known about this event, that it might happen and known how to outlast it, or that they themselves had somehow been responsible for its occurrence in the first place. That was the end of the dream.
Although there is a possibility that it is meaningless, I was very affected by it at the time. I told my father about the dream, and he said that it sounded a lot like some of the things that were being talked about by Gordon Michael Scallion, and others, none of whom I had ever heard of.
I have always thought that if I were to try to pin a date to these things that I was in my dream, I would say that they happened in the third month of spring or first month of summer, and the fireball fell at around 10-11 a.m. and crossed the sky, from a southern California point of view, from east to west, landing over the northern horizon.
by anonymous
The dream was in 1972 and with all the fireballs we see now and knowledge we have of them now it kind of makes you think... The description he gives seems identical to descriptions we have of these "fireballs" crashing in our own reality.
The dream kind of represents the future.
Research it
1972 - I was at a birthday celebration at a house that my family rented in San Gabriel, CA, in 1972 when I was a child. In the dream, I was an adult, and was in my bedroom on the east side of the house. I was talking to my wife, Kathleen, and telling her about the house, and there were the sounds of a birthday party in the rest of the place (my brother's and my birthday are in mid-June and early-July, respectively). I looked out of the window at the sidewalk near the fence outside of my window, and noticed that a gentle breeze was making the leaf-shadows move on the concrete. I looked closely at the shadows, and noticed that there were three shadows for each single new green leaf on the vine of the fence. I thought that was odd, and remembered a time (in my real life) when I had seen leaf shadow distortions caused by an eclipse, so I looked up in the sky, and saw three suns. I knew that I was probably dreaming at that point, so I thought, if I look down, and then up again, there will be only one sun, so I did that, but the suns were still there, at about 10:00 or 11:00 a.m. position in the eastern sky.
The three of them were separated by four sun-diameters distance, just hanging there as if there was nothing unusual about there being three suns in the sky at one time. The left most sun showed a dark center and a bright ring, like the corona that one sees in a full solar eclipse. The middle sun was dark, like an apache-tear color glass marble, and I could see the stars around it, in a dark sky. The right-most sun was extremely bright, almost blue-white in color, and about three or four times as bright as what I judged a normal sun would look like. I went at that point to get my father, who looked out at the suns, and then went running out of the house, saying to me "Oh my gosh, they're coming, we've got to take a look at this!"
So I followed him out onto a dry grass plain, and we stood there and watched the three suns, when the left "corona" sun suddenly let loose a huge fireball that came hurtling to the earth, and as it cut through the sky, it was red in color, and had a very black smoke trail behind it, that stretched all the way along its trail. It hit the ground in the north over the low hills and horizon, and we saw a huge flash and felt the earth shake as it did. I thought that it must have utterly destroyed all of the life where it had fallen. But then I saw a group of people coming up from behind the hill that the fireball had fallen behind, and these people were smiling and looked like they had known about this event, that it might happen and known how to outlast it, or that they themselves had somehow been responsible for its occurrence in the first place. That was the end of the dream.
Although there is a possibility that it is meaningless, I was very affected by it at the time. I told my father about the dream, and he said that it sounded a lot like some of the things that were being talked about by Gordon Michael Scallion, and others, none of whom I had ever heard of.
I have always thought that if I were to try to pin a date to these things that I was in my dream, I would say that they happened in the third month of spring or first month of summer, and the fireball fell at around 10-11 a.m. and crossed the sky, from a southern California point of view, from east to west, landing over the northern horizon.
by anonymous
The dream was in 1972 and with all the fireballs we see now and knowledge we have of them now it kind of makes you think... The description he gives seems identical to descriptions we have of these "fireballs" crashing in our own reality.
The dream kind of represents the future.
Research it