This dream happened in the middle of March 2015 aproximately march 17th
This dream was the most concerning dream I have ever had. Again it was this red hue over the entire image. However, there was something different about this dream. Someone was dead in it first of all, and secondly the two people (me and a girl) in this 4th dream were not “real looking” they were a “cartoonification” somehow, that is different from dream #1, 2 and 3 where people actually looked like real people and not like cartoon figures like in this dream…
In this dream. I enter the picture with a girl who is not moving at all, sort of like paralysis. It is the same girl as in dream #3 with Michael Jackson and the broken heart.
After I carry her into the room in the dream I put her on a red table.
A voice in the background says “Broken neck” and her head is indeed just dangling from the table as if it has been snapped by force.
The dream/movie then “pauses” as if it is waiting for me to make a decision. “input” data if you will, to decide what her fate would become.
The “me” in the dream just stands there looking at this lifeless girl, then I say, consciously (in the dream) “No, this is not how this is going to end.”
The “me” heals the girl, she looks at the camera, smiles, stands up and dances on the table….
End of dream.
Visually it looked like this: (excuse my impressive graphics capabilityes :p) (I am white, She is blue)
Now, if 3 dreams with “red hue” predicted the future in the past, what do you think I think about this dream? In fact I paniced. At the time I had all of these dreams, I was unaware that the “red hue” was indicator for prediction dreams.
Regular dreams have different coloration. You need abit of data before being able to make that conclusion. 1 dream that is reddish does not make a pattern. 2 makes it a coincidence, 3 is something entirely different. But what?
Besides, the dream was abit offset from the first dreams due to the cartonish features the characters in the dream have.
The girl in the dream was indeed the same girl from the previous dreams. And by now I am really starting to wonder, why does she pop up in my dreams 3 times in a row? And this time a terrible dream?
As I was so concerned with the symbolics in this dream, and due to the harsh nature of a dead girl being in my dream, I did not initially talk to her about it, I simply did not want to instill a fear in her that something bad would happen. I had paranoia enough for 10 people over this dream and she had exams and other things to do than to be troubled by some idiots wicked dreams..
Somehow, since middle of march felt that I had to do something in order to prevent this “future effect” Just like the other dreams, this was percieved as a warning. Since I did not see the cause for the effect (broken neck) there was little I could do to prevent it. I simply needed more data to compute what it was I had to do to keep her from breaking her neck. It also contained data about dream #5 which was even worse than #4.
I had written on a sticky note, a brief breakdown of what happened in the dream.
“Michael carries **** paralyzed to a healing altar”
In the dream, the altar is simply a table, but I suspected, and thus interpreted, due to my newfound healing abilities, and due to the action of healing her inside the dream, that it was some kind of “healing altar” or “table” to lie down on during healing, chakra balancing or whatever else a healer does. “Altar” makes it sound so occult though, but I have no experience with occultism at all.
The effect and the cause
May 1st 2015 I decided to confront my own fears about this dream. I decided to make the girl aware that I had the dream. I grabbed the sticky note with the outline of the dream plus some healthy food advice and some theory on karmic bonds and telepathy between two people. (stuff i would have laughed about 6 months prior) All in all, she got 10 sticky notes with advice on how I believed she could avoid getting into this issue.
It felt abit odd for me to do such a thing, because first of all, I was not 100% sure if the dream was actually a premonition, a nightmare or someone elses dream that I somehow unknown to me, had tapped into somehow. There were descrepnancies in the dream (cartoonification) that lead me to think, this dream is not my own.
Sadly, she did not remember having read the notes and that friday evening, and one week later a week later after the accident, she writes me that she finds some of the notes “odd” specifically the one with the healing altar. Well… dear girl, we already talked about that one when I handed it to you and I specifically stated: “We need to talk about this,it is important I do not know entirely what this means!”
I give her the 10 sticky notes first, then we speak a while and I give her the last one with the dream on it. She takes it quietly, I give her a purple paper umbrella and tell her “you can stay under my umbrella” which was a metaphor for: “Don’t worry, I am on the case trying to solve the problem” Coincidentially, the Rihana song with those exact lyrics started playing in the club… Kinda confirming my suspicioun that there was some problem coming to her that I had to take care of. I don’t know what did go through her mind, but she did not acknowledge the umbrella at all, she looked at it and put it on a table and left to talk to some other people. Baffled as I found this rather peculiar and fairly rude.
So why me? Well, thats too theoretical to get into at current time. None the less, nothing would please me more at that time than to see her safely through this. Little did I know that I would fail horribly.
May 2nd 2015
I was at a drinking/sporting event for the 15th year in a row. I arrive relatively early and while everyone else is doing sports, we, some friends and I are sitting around drinking beer in a big cozy circle.
At some point I am fetching beers, and outside the tent, the girl is sitting. I deliver a sticky note and a piece of a mountain. It was at the time meant as a symbolic present. Mountains often have been told to have “magical” healing properties.
As she was with friends visiting her from far away, I decided not to linger around and left after dropping the rock.
At some point later I see a glimpse of the girl from the dreams. I see her fall down from a car from a distance of 200 meters or so.
My heart skips a beat as I see her fall.. Is that how she would break her neck? I stand up ready to run to check up on her, but she get’s back up like a star, kicks the car and resumes dancing. PHEW! I thought for a moment – the dream is canceled, she will be fine!
Abit later, I see her again, this time she is standing right outside one of the appartments that I briefly visited that day. She was doing handstands with some friends. It triggers a thought in me: “Handstand – Pineal gland” Why it triggered that thougt, I did not know at the moment, but once i read this it became clear:
Sirsasana is one of the most important asanas in yoga. It revitalizes the entire body and stimulates the mind.
Headstand ensures a proper blood supply and stimulates the pituitary and pineal glands in the brain, glands that are responsible for growth and sex hormones. Our growth, health and vitality depend on the proper functioning of these two glands that control the chemical balance of the body.”
It was not the first time this girl had triggered a thought in me by her actions or her words that was related to something important that I was working on or reading about. So I did not really ponder much about why their headstands had triggered that thought, but more “what does it mean this time?”
As i left the appartment, heading towards the group that I was initially together with, the girl and her friends had vanished even though I wanted to go say hi to them. Oh well, I will meet them all at some other time so I continued back to the group I was with.
When I reach that location, I suddenly feel very dizzy and felt that it would be very much safer to just stand still for aproximately two hours… In fact I was absolutely unable to willfully move anywhere… it was as if I myself somehow had become paralyzed….
After what seems like 2 hours, an accaintance comes to me and starts talking about someone getting picked up by an abulance, I inquire who the person is and he describes the girl from my dream. He tells me that she had a ball hit her head and she collapsed.
Suddenly I can move again. Like a bat out of hell I start moving towards where I suspect her to live. There are 8 big appartment blocks and I know she lives in the Southern part, so that leaves 4 blocks to cover.. I ask some friends if they know where she lives and if they know if she is allright, noone knows anything and everyone is drunk.. much to my anoyance.
I end up figuring out where she lives by reading through the names of 63 mailboxes in 3 blocks before I find the right one. I go knock on the door, maybe there is something I can do to help, pain relief, healing, whatever it would take. Afterall I recently became a “Paladin” with “lay on hands” healing powers.
At the door I am met by a very sleepy roommate (I accidently woke her up). I ask her if her roomate is there and if she is okay. She knows nothing about the whole ordeal so I did not get much smarter. I haste the 3km’s home, call the hospital and find out that she is alive, but is complaining about a headache and neck pain. So far so good, internal cheering up started happening.
Well, I ended up not seeing the girl, nor talking to her for a weeks time untill she reads the sticky notes which she finds “odd” Honestly, I found them odd myself (it was only my 4rd “future” dream) but rather risk being classified as delusional and insane (thinking you can predict the future) than running the risk of not preventing an accident happening to a friend that could otherwise have been prevented. I failed at prevention though.
Any rational person would consider what just happened here, very odd. I myself consider it very odd. I have little experience with future predictions. I went into thinking mode… and thinking mode is not always good. I wanted answers and I wanted them now.
-Why am I dreaming future of this person?
-What is it that is so important about her that it has to turture my sleep?
-Why me, It’s not that I enjoy seeing people hurting..
-Why do things have to be so complicated that when you talk about it, you are labeled almost insane?
I mean, I had a doctor friend asking me if this person really existed.. Apparantly he was thinking that I had an “imaginary friend” He wanted to see pictures, he wanted her name. Things that are irrelevant when you are in “listen as a friend” mode, but relevant if you are “listening as a doctor of medicine, specifically psychology and you are diagnosing someone”
I did not want to give him that name or anything else, so he put up an ultimatum: “if we are going to talk about these dreams and this person, I want a name and a picture.”
I was in utter disbelief of that ultimatum. It got even worse when he asked me if any of my friends knew her. I told him yeah, many of them do. He then said: “Then I will just talk to your friends about her then to confirm she exists..”
I was dissapointed, turned around with a 50% ballet spin and left him where he stood.
Personal integrity maintained!