ok, so i am seeing fragments of the future of me in dreams, and its accurate.

a few years ago i had a dream i was in the same exact classroom i am in now. until i just realized that i dreamed about it 2 years ago, its weird, those dream memories come at random when ive been to a place i never been, and think to my self have i been here? yes i have.. in my dreams exactly like it is.

anybody else experiance this? i remember when i was 15 i had a dream that i baught a cutlass for only $200 and moved away from my mom. (18 now) i baught

the cutlass when i was 17, exactly the way in the dream. i dont know why all the sudden i can recall dreams from years ago that i have forgotten.


its weird,

anyone else see fragments of the future?

Maybe you're not remembering dreams you've forgotten, maybe you're creating false memories. You do appear to get the déjà vu immediately after the experience, not before it, and so since you have the experience stored in your memory, your mind could easily confuse it for a past dream as you try and recall why it feels familiar, therefore creating false memories that you take to be prophecies.

This is what makes me wonder what happens to me. I get the same things except mine I don't really get deja-vu. I just get this rush of realisation and kind of trip out for a little bit(feels like acid or shrooms). If that helps your search at all sweet and if not oh well.

Dreams are sometimes conduits through which information is delivered, information then unknown to that receiver. Just as I might hack into your data stream, there are those that are able to break into our dream state. For instance, I have seen those who perished at the time of the Flood. I was routed this vivid information from an entity who witnessed it first-hand.

The sky was black, like full night. There were a very many huge bright-white thunderbolts zig-zagging across a jet-black horizon behind the arc. The rain was coming down so hard it was like a sheet of water from a waterfall, but all huddled up on the flat roof could be seen a mass of bodies, all stuck together like cattle, dangling off the roof on all sides, with legs, arms and heads all bunched into one living, squirming unit. Occasionally, one would be pushed off and go flopping into the churning, white-topped waves below, waves that reached up as high as half the height of the ark. Moving in closer, the loud cries and shrieks can be heard, wailing, moaning, shrill babies cries from their mothers drenched arms, all bunched in together with the old men, screaming, yelling together as one lump of human flesh, drenched to the bone, shivering with the cold. The arc was tossed from one huge wave to the next, and every time it did, another few fell off the side into the freezing water. Some seemed to just roll off on their own accord, cart-wheeling across the arc's facing, even making contact with it on the way down, before disappearing between the frothy waves. Every so often, an especially huge wave would come crashing over the roof, and a few dozen would go spilling off one side of the pile.

I watched the whole thing from start to finish, starting from when the rain first started coming down, through to when the mob gathered angrily at the door, to when the ark lifted from its housing, right through to when the roof was completely washed off about 8 days later.

Dreams are very powerful conduits, of that I can assure you.

" For instance, I have seen those who perished at the time of the Flood. I was routed this vivid information from an entity who witnessed it first-hand."

your fucking nuts. thats the begining and end of it.

And your point is....

That you're fucking nuts.

And your point is...

That his point was that you are fucking nuts.

I'm still not getting you...