for years, whenever I have a specific type of dream, or even occasionally a daytime vision, the type that I just can't shake the image from, it seems to come true. And it can be the most random thing to the most world shattering thing. These dreams are not normal dreams, they are intense and so clear and feel so real that I sometimes have to draw it just to get it out of my system. And I used to show people the drawings, and then 2-3 days later, the event would happen.
A "random" example:
Dreamt that I was camping at a large body of water. An ocean or a giant lake that I couldn't see the edges of. And I looked up and saw a rocket or something. I pointed up to the sky and the rocket was coming towards us, we ditched it, and it landed in the giant lake. Ok, boring dream, but it was super vivid and I drew a picture of it and showed it to my roommates. A couple days later I saw a news story that a rogue Russian rocket/satellite landed in the middle of one of the great lakes.
A less random example:
Dreamt that I was in my office in nyc and a bunch of men from the middle east stormed our building and were attacking us. People were running out of the building and around the city blocks surrounding us. They had intense weapons, like machine guns and were shooting at people. A week later, 9/11 happened. Prior to the dream, I had not given any thought to our relationship with the middle east.
A waking (non-dream) example:
I was working at a building in nyc on the 19th floor. As always, there were guys on scaffolding washing windows across the way. I was looking at them and suddenly got a feeling of fear, as in, what if a freak storm came out of nowhere? (it was summer, but a sunny day). Which way would the go? They are far from the roof and the ground. And I made people come look and try to feel what I was feeling. I pulled my friend terry to the window and asked her the same thing I asked myself, what would they do? She laughed it off. I brought it to the attention of others too. I couldn't shake the image. Anyway, I started feeling sick so I went home for the day. When I got home, I turned on the news, and sure enough, a freak storm came out of nowhere and THE VERY SAME GUYS were on tv dangling from the scaffolding. The people inside the building were heroes and broke the windows and pulled them in. My friend terry was impressed that I'd predicted that.
I'm only on this site because I had a pretty vivid dream last night about a bomb coming down on me, and the country was being attacked. We weren't in the city, but it was pretty vivid. I won't go into details because dreams bore people but it's got me a bit concerned. It could just be a metaphor dream, time will tell.