I was on a bicycle riding down the main city street. After a block or two, in the road ahead I came to a bridge/overpass that curved downward in a concave manner. The bridge was covered in hundreds of dead and dying people who had just succumbed to some pathogen. I got off my bike and stepped carefully around the bodies as I went down into the bridge curve and back up the other side. I overheard that it was a plague or some new flu that started small but then went out of control, and I also heard the name Ian Mclane or Ian Mclean. 

Los Angeles in the dream, though I only lived there 5 years 20 years ago.

I'm outside of a restaurant, family is inside when myself and other on the street notice a large craft in the sky, not acting in a normal flying pattern. My first thought was that it was one of the huge milatary transport helicopters, but as it started to fall straight down I could tell that it was way bigger than that. Maybe the size of an aircraft carrier. the people on the street and I watched it fall into a big building (maybe 10 stories) and crush the side it fell into. It all looked slow motion. We were about 1-2 miles from it. In the dream I finally think to start taking video with my cell phone and as I do the rest of the building starts collapsing, and then exploding. I stay there filming thinking we have plenty of distance so we are safe, but large pieces of concrete start hurling all the way to where we are. I start running and pieces are landing all around, so I quickly try to get behind something large - like a solid SUV.

Dream ended there, but I kept thinking about the best way to hide.

I rarely have any dreams with this much clarity and then be able to recall. Never been to this database before, just familiar with Urban Survival.

I had a dream last night that was somewhere- nondescript suburb. It was broad daylight, blue sky with moderate chemtrail type look to it [the sort of white haze with lines running through it]. There were a few jetliners at cruising altitude visible high up. I was looking up and saw something streak across the sky hit one of them. It then proceeded to blow up and fall out of the sky, as you might imagine. The impactor appeared to come from elsewhere in the sky, not on the ground.

EH George, had a dream last night skyscrapers swaying like really bad and then one collapsed just like the twin towers and then another and another so on so forth, the skyline looked like a mixture of Detroit Chicago and New York also one building in the opposite direction of all the others sure looked like a building I know in Toronto that one broke in half and it crashed right in front of me. I do not know what this dream meant but it was in colorful HDTV, full surround sound, people reacting to what was happening around around them and it was at night either late spring or summer but the odd thing was the ground was not shaking like in an earth quake! Weird!! or what?

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I had a catastrophe dream this morning.  I don't recall having one before.  I am in New York City, it is nice weather, people are in shirt sleeves and  seems like fall for some reason and I am on a college campus trying to get an address to pay a payment for my grant.  (Makes no sense because one doesn't pay back a grant.)  There are long lines of students everywhere I go and they are happy and chatting.  (I just watched a movie last night about a girl's college and the art professor. so no doubt that was bleeding into my dream.)   I am on the phone with someone and suddenly a huge skyscraper leans and collapses off in the distance. And then I tell you that I could see a second skyscraper leaning and falling.  People are running and screaming.  The building was black and square and flat top. Seems like the trade center building, doesn't it?  I know that it is a Friday not Tuesday.  Now there is total chaos.    What is curious is I don't hear an explosion or rumbling or anything.  I do  hear the people chatting, then screaming.  No big noises.  So the buildings lean and fall.  What would make them do that?  Water?    I tried to go back into my dream after I wrote it down but could not do it.  I can "ask" tonight when I go to bed.  Physically, I have a knot in my stomach this morning.  You know how calm I am so this is weird.  I am not afraid in the dream.  I think "so it has begun".

I rarely remember dreams and I have been following Clif High's work for some time. Last night, I suddenly awoke at 2:30 AM (about an hour earlier then my usual first waking) and I realized I remembered the dream that had just concluded.  

I was at a beach somewhere and all of a sudden everyone around me was concerned about a big wave coming.  We all scrambled to get to the high ground which was in some sort of building with a bunch of bench seating (with, oddly enough, some seat belts for each spot).

Then the water came and lifted up the benches, all as a single unit, and we floated around and then, after some time, we were set down on dry land, intact.

Very weird. And probably a result of my thinking about Clif's GCE.  So, it's probably nothing.

This is the first time I've had a prequel dream. My earlier dream with a war of the worlds theme was unique to me in that it involved my son. I hardly ever dream about my family. In that dream the giant machines had returned, and I knew what that meant. In this dream, we were right in the middle of events prior to the return of the machines/aliens. So it was an earlier event, and this time my wife and youngest child were in it.

It started at our house. It was evening time, with a slight glow on the horizon. Must have been Summer or Fall, warm out, clear sky. We must have known something about the threat, because my we were looking for the signs of invasion. It started with a swirl of what appeared to be stars, which then formed more of a spiral, a loose spiral about as big as Orion's belt is across.

My wife grabbed my arm and pointed, look look, oh my god, they're coming here. We went in from the porch, and started shutting down all the electricity in the house. Just turning off lights and TV, running around trying to get everyone in the basement. My daughter was having a sleepover and the friend's mom was also with us. We all went scrambling to the basement, trying not to scare the kids. But there we were, lights out, in the basement, three adults and two children.

We kept watch at the windows and it wasn't long before a giant War of the Worlds machine appeared nearby. 100 feet tall or so, with three long spiderlike legs, impossibly thin, jointed with one knee, and tapering to points. Walking around on black needles like a spider. The top was shaped like a beetle or crab body, with a rounder front that sloped back to a wedge shape tail. It seemed to be searching for something. There was a spotlight where it's "mouth" was and it swung back and forth as it moved silently across our field of vision. There were tentacles, but only a couple and they were not doing much. Our terror grew just watching it, we hushed and moved away from the window. I stayed at an agle to watch it still, and a laser began to emit short bright bursts, yellowish light, and I could hear the booms from some kind of explosions. It was blowing up houses.

A this point I decided to get my revolver. I had hidden all my weapons recently, but had left a tool box with my revolver where I could get it. Only, in the panic, I went to the usual spot in the basement closet to find an empty shelf. I couldn't remember where I had hidden all the guns, and knew it was futile anyway because I put the pistol somewhere "handy", really hiding it from myself. Panic grew. I scrambled in the dark looking in all the logical spots, where did I put the dang toolbox? I also realized it would do me very little good to have a pistol in the face of such a monstrous and powerful machine. 

The panic subsided as the machine stomped away. We looked outside to see several of them around in the distance, maybe 3 or 4 total. Walking around, searchlights, lasers, and distant explosions. At some point the scene fast forwards to me and my wife in a car, same time of day, evening falling, and the swirl appeared in the sky. Fear rising, we try to quickly drive back to our neighborhood, and by the time we got halfway there we were trying to avoid the machines again. The dream ends with us driving through mostly empty streets headed back to our house.

it was the same nightmare, but more realistic after watching the preview of Brad Pitt's upcoming movie that has Zombies. can it be possible? did the stupid govt create God forbid something that could mutate beings, and why? to try to play God, to create something that nature hasnt - hello stupid theres obviously a reason. or is for, God help us, for military reasons, that never ever turns out right, lessons never learned obviously. NYC is the worst place, since we dont have guns to stop such anomolies in their track, it would over take our state that has the most population, hence the down fall of our country. the sicko scientists need to stop their crap, and get tested for their mental stability, no matter how academically genius they might be. A crazy person with power is plain ole dangerous, no matter how academically advanced they might be. A nut is a nut. So stop the crazy experiments and destroy every last thing before a nightmare becomes a reality.

Had a dream last night where I was a participant (it seemed one of hundreds or even thousands) in a violent revolution that started in a large city somwhere which was accessable by tunnels (NYC?; lived there for almost a decade).  

Dream started with people gathering with weapons and having a real disdain for the way they had been treated (feeling of being pushed aside or ignored).  To most it seemed like a violent uprising was the only way to be heard.  Fighting began in close quarters underground like a parking garage or tunnel that was also entrace/exit of the city.  Poeple rebelling were plain clothes and those trying to contain were dressed as police or SWAT in mostly black with blue jumpers with body armor and helmets.  Was there with my current girlfriend who I lost almost instantly, by death or separation I wasn't sure.  Fighting lasted for a while wich resulted in a standoff followed by negotiation while the uniformed side tried to infiltrate covertly, were subsequently caught, disarmed and "marked" (although wasn't really clear on how the "marking" was done) with a warning not to return on pain of some kind of painful and drawn out death (which I did not have described, see, or hear tell of specifics).  Eventually there were defectors from the poilice/military/militia uniformed side and and a sort of balance was made with the rebelling side keeping control of the city with little or no interference from the outside uniformed types.

That's pretty much all I remember.  Awoke feeling like something was accomplished despite overwhelming odds.