Dick
Padawan Learner
Hi, to everyone, I just finished reading Laura's High Strangeness, with the effect of a kick in the stomach. Not the facts that were presented or the possibilities we have, but for the facts that it was like tieing up loose ends in my reality.
See since I was very young my dreams have dominated my nights, people would tell me, they couldn't remember most of there dreams, I on the other hand remember just about all of them, and not very pleasant ones at that. If there was a stressful death, for instance my father committed suicide when I was 16, my sister died of cancer when I was 23, my brother dying last year, all of whom would talk with me after the death, they would be there healthy selves when we would talk.
Now with my brothers death last year, the two weeks before he died, every night I had the same dream, but each night, going a little further into the dream. In the dream there was death and destruction everywhere, the atmosphere was on fire, giant towers were diverting electrical energy before it hit the ground, but only temporary. I went into a hall like meeting room, with a lot of people standing around, and about 15 people sitting at or leaning on a large table in the middle of the room, the people sitting were dead and the ones standing were about to die. Three sisters, old family friends whom I hadn't seen in 15 years came up to me and asked why I was there and I said to see my brother Bob, who was leaning on the table, but they told me I couldn't at that time because they weren't dead yet, so I asked why Betty another of there sisters and Mike there brother was there at the table. and they said they didn't know. Well my brother passed away, and at his funeral were the three sisters, that talked to me in the dream, and I asked where Betty was and they said she died the year before, and about six months after my brother funeral Mike there brother died.
It wasn't until after my brother died that I talked to him, same as my sister, my dad, my grandparents, uncles aunts
See since I was very young my dreams have dominated my nights, people would tell me, they couldn't remember most of there dreams, I on the other hand remember just about all of them, and not very pleasant ones at that. If there was a stressful death, for instance my father committed suicide when I was 16, my sister died of cancer when I was 23, my brother dying last year, all of whom would talk with me after the death, they would be there healthy selves when we would talk.
Now with my brothers death last year, the two weeks before he died, every night I had the same dream, but each night, going a little further into the dream. In the dream there was death and destruction everywhere, the atmosphere was on fire, giant towers were diverting electrical energy before it hit the ground, but only temporary. I went into a hall like meeting room, with a lot of people standing around, and about 15 people sitting at or leaning on a large table in the middle of the room, the people sitting were dead and the ones standing were about to die. Three sisters, old family friends whom I hadn't seen in 15 years came up to me and asked why I was there and I said to see my brother Bob, who was leaning on the table, but they told me I couldn't at that time because they weren't dead yet, so I asked why Betty another of there sisters and Mike there brother was there at the table. and they said they didn't know. Well my brother passed away, and at his funeral were the three sisters, that talked to me in the dream, and I asked where Betty was and they said she died the year before, and about six months after my brother funeral Mike there brother died.
It wasn't until after my brother died that I talked to him, same as my sister, my dad, my grandparents, uncles aunts
