PREMONITION




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THE DREAM JOURNAL


«It's one thing to post your pre-cognitive dreams after the events! Why not make them available on your web site before the events actually happen?»

This is the kind of commentary I frequently receive from readers. Here's my answer and what I intend to do to correct that.

For more than 30 years now, I write down and analyse my dreams to help me in my life. As you probably know, dreams come from our subconscious mind and 99.9% of them related to our daily life and are sent to guide us and help us in resolving personnal conflicts on the physical, psychical and spiritual planes of existence.

Then, how can we assess that a particular dream is «premonitory» or pre-cognitive in essence? In a dream, there is never a banner or a «voice form the spirit» announcing such a quality! And things are worst when one is experiencing very mundane preoccupation! Everything, then, gravitates around that problem!

To illustrate that, let me tell you about a dream received on October 12, 2002. At that time, I was very much preoccupy with my intention to move to Quebec city and leave behind friends and relatives. An analysis made at the time of the dream is also included to give you a better idea of the difficulty in seeing the «premonition» in a dream.


October 12, 2002

FATALITY

I am inside a large space vehicle in orbit around the earth. Many people are with me among them some women. We are all sad and shaken by a great sense of fatality bearing on us: a space vehicle with our friends and brothers aboard will be consume upon re-entering the earth atmosphere. And there is no way we could prevent this. They are condemned. We know it. We are sure of that. They are not going to make it. This is their duty and they will fulfill it to the last second. I take a look at my watch: it is re-entry time! Our friends are dying at the same moment on the other side of the earth. Oh! My God! What a terrible sacrifice!

Dream posted on February 7, 2003

ANALYSIS
By moving to another town, I will leave behind friends and relatives (Note: 2 brothers). There is a fatality in that and it cannot be otherwise. Death is a cleansing: I must get rid of material things that are now less important to me and do that before moving. (Note: I have lot of books and material related to the conquest of space and accumulated through the years).

SHUTTLE COLUMBIA

As you can see, on October 12, 2002, my conscious mind was very concerned with my project to move to Quebec City and not at all with the possibility of a catastrophic disaster looming on shuttle Columbia upon re-entering earth atmosphere 3 months later. This is a dream that had many qualities (strangeness, uncommon setting, disastrous ending, etc.) to fit into the «premonitory» category.

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WHAT AM I GOING TO DO ?

To answer the wishes of many readers, I decided to post on this web site all the dreams that I feel have a potential of being «premonitory» or pre-cognitive in essence.

At the same time, I am going to post them also to Dream Library which is a web site dedicated to dreams. Each month, an e-zine (electronic magazine) called «Electric Dreams» is published and sent via e-mail to every subscriber. It contains articles on dreams and the transcriptions of the dreams received during the month.




LET'S BEGIN THE JOURNAL !


August, 15, 2002

COSMONAUTS

I am reading a newspaper and, on the cover, there is a big story! Two cosmonauts (Note: russians astronauts) have done something extraordinary, heroic in proportion. One of them has a name sounding like Larionov. There is a russian hockey player in the NHL with that name. A large picture shows the two men in their space suit, a big smile on their face. I have no idea about their feat.


Dream posted on Mitan on February 7, 2003
Dream posted on Dream Library on February 11, 2003




February 7, 2003

TERRORIST ATTACKS

Stage # 1
I am walking in a complex of many buildings. It is in Israel or in a place where jews live. It could be an university with its multiple learning places or a small town. I am inside a large theater or auditorium where men in black are hiding powerfull explosives. They have done that all over the place, in most of the buildings. They are now quietly leaving the theater without raising any suspicion.
Stage # 2
I am outside the complex, in a desert area. I am standing on a bridge crossing the dry bed of river. Sirens sounds are coming from the complex of buildings, not too far away. Some kind of police operation is going on there. On my right hand side, on the dry river bed, I am looking at soldiers watching over men on their knees with hands tied on their back. On my left hand side, soldiers are watching a pile of drums or waste spewing a plume of dirty white smoke.
Stage # 3
I am back at the complex and walking through different buildings where I see a lot of people oblivious of the impending catastrophic event. I know very well what is going to happen to them but I cannot intervene in their lives: this is their destiny. I am so sorry of not being able to do anything for them!
Stage # 4
I am inside an hospital and I know that a lot of people will lost their life here, hit by debris from the explosion. I now go inside a large hall where waiters are setting tables for a reception. The wall in front of me is all made with glass, from top to bottom, and is facing directly the blast area: flying pieces of glass will do a lot of killing. I realize that there is no place safe or secure, anywhere.
Stage # 5
I am inside a temple. Orthodox jews wearing black hats and suits are marching and chanting prayers along with children. They are all male, no women. The children are well behave and joyous even if the ceremony is serious in nature. Have pity for the children!
Stage # 6
I hear the montrous noises of the powerfull explosions. It is deafening! The ground is shaking. It is horrible! I am inside of a warehouse. In front of me, a brick wall is exploding. I take a few steps back and look at a concrete column rapidly disintegrating and breaking under the vibrations: the roof caves in where I was a couple of seconds ago. A heavy lifting piece of equipment is tearing form the trusses and falling to the ground. Everything is shaking as if an earthquake was rocking the place.
Stage # 7
People are telling that the terrorist group responsible for this attack has been identified and that members of that group are running all over the place and killing people with guns. One of them, a young bearded man, is shooting at me with a revolver. A bullet hits me on the top of my head with little damage. I run outside of the building and the guy is gunned down by policemen. Then I join rescue workers helping them in recuperating dead corpses form the debris. It is unbelievable! A mountain of dead people!

Dream posted on Mitan on February 7, 2003
Dream posted on Dream Library on February 10, 2003


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