Prophetic Dreams: Life Has Crumbled To Dust

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Everything went to hell and fell apart into dust. Prophetic dreams…

Everything went to hell

I am sure that this dream foretold the future. Now it is obvious to me. I regret that initially I did not take it seriously, invented what I wanted to see, ignoring the hints of my inner voice. If I had immediately understood and correctly interpreted its meaning, my life would have turned out differently. I had the time…

I dreamed of a special house: luxurious and expensive with a unique location in the city. Finishing of marble and glass, underground parking for cars and a helipad on the roof – all of it guarded. This is the house of my fantasy, which I saw in a dream. My family and I lived there as tenants in an amazing apartment.

Life is shaping up exactly as it appeared in the dream – I feel my superiority over those around me; I am aware of my wealth and my difference from others! I live in the most beautiful building of all I have ever seen. At our disposal are luxurious apartments of enormous area with all the very best: finishing, furniture and household appliances…

In the dream I found myself sitting on an elegant leather sofa, from which a panoramic view of the city and its inhabitants opens from above. While I was peering into this city panorama, my younger sister came to visit me. She settled more comfortably next to me, but she was indifferent both to the view from the window and to the comfort of my dwelling.

She was completely absorbed in her worries and, grabbing me by the hand, began to share her anxieties about her husband’s problems and about the fact that he might soon be left without a job. Her worry was so deep that her face seemed colored dark blue from suffering. It did not affect me; I lived my own life.

I turned away, trying to stop her stream of words, but she stubbornly kept whispering all of it in my ear and again grabbing my hand. I deliberately stopped listening to her, demonstrating my indifference to her problems – let her deal with it herself. In the end, I stopped hearing what she was saying; her words became for me merely a quiet background for mythoughts.

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In the dream I realized that a plane was flying low over the city, as if at the level of the upper floors of high-rises and level with my gaze and floor. It was a beautiful snow-white airliner with a noticeable red stripe.

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The longer I watched it, the clearer it became that it seemed turned toward me and noticed me. Turning in the air, it headed toward my window, slowing down and flying closer and closer to the tallest building — a tower, beginning to describe circles around it.

Fear gripped me from within. A sense of impending tragedy arose on a physical level; pain from the awareness of what was happening. Similar cases flashed through my memory, and I thought that the plane could crash into the building just as it happened on September 11 with the twin towers.

It continued to perform its slow circles, as if testing my patience in the face of an inevitable terrible end. I stood frozen all this time without attempts to act or change anything and simply waited. And the plane was giving me time for decisions, which I absurdly did not use…

And suddenly, after another sharp turn, he leveled his trajectory and flew straight at me. At me! It was terrifying. I realized that I had no chance of escape, nowhere to seek shelter, because he was too close, and I was so high up in my home — the pinnacle of modernity and luxury, a high-rise with all the latest technological achievements.

And so I froze in fear and horror, unable to move or look away from this gigantic, beautiful airliner. Then it crashed right into my window with a thunderous destruction. Everything around plunged into darkness and turned to dust!

In that moment, I felt with every cell of my being — this sensation of turning to dust.

The sensations that followed were as if I had shattered into pieces; I seemed to be flying among the debris of the plane that had crashed into my home and my life: fragments of walls, interior objects — everything that was in my home. Then complete darkness followed, and I realized — I no longer exist. And I began to pray…

BRIEF ANALYSIS: (symbols are considered in the context of this dream)

It often happens that in dreams, problems are symbolized specifically by the younger children in the family — whether it is the youngest child or younger brothers and sisters. It is important to note that they do not always represent themselves in these dreams.

This may be related to the fact that older children more often have to fulfill responsibilities for caring for the younger ones, and this leaves an imprint in the form of associations with stress and responsibility for solving problems. Younger children in this context become symbols of obstacles and difficulties that we must overcome.

To better understand the meaning of such dreams, one needs to pay attention to how these “younger ones” were presented: how they looked, how they were dressed, and what circumstances surrounded your contact with them in the dream.

Looking ahead, I will say that the client’s subconscious was trying to warn her about impending

Here is a brief retelling of the content: The client did not notice her subconscious’s warnings about the impending troubles and problems of her husband at work, which could lead to him losing his job.

Her subconscious seemed to be trying to grab her by the hands to draw attention to these problems, but she was so absorbed in her own affairs that she ignored all the alarming signs. Meanwhile, her sister had no difficulties, and later they never appeared.

This suggests that we do not always see loved ones in dreams because of problems associated with them. In this particular case, nothing bad happened to the sister, just as in real life.

The airplane is a significant symbol of our era – it has become part of our everyday life and will remain in it forever. This symbol can represent a striving for new experiences or a new beginning in life, joy; however, it can also represent the danger of a fall or a sudden collapse of all plans and the associated risk.

In my client’s dream, there was not only horror before the unknown as she watched the airplane near the building, fearing it would fall. It crashed and exploded right in her home, destroying everything around. This was a reflection of a certain event, not merely fear of it – that is the difference.

Most nightmare dreams are connected more with the “fear of anticipation” of some event rather than with the event itself. It is important to understand this!

The explosion in her dream symbolized a sharp change in life circumstances (the airplane hit the house), which foreshadowed a transition from one stage to another. And since the consequences were complete destruction to the foundation, one can speak of the negative nature of these changes.

At the request of my client, the contactee performed a series of tasks to clarify information, since she was not sure whether these events would happen to her or whether they would concern her sister (at that time). Despite the obvious hints presented in her vision, she still refused to acknowledge the reality of the current state of affairs.

Contactee’s dream:

I visited a client who had settled abroad with her husband. In the dream this is represented as the USA. I am trying to get to their house at the address provided, when suddenly her spouse picks me up in his car and asks me to wait for him while he drops by work on business. We move for a long time from one street to another and finally stop near an airfield. He hurriedly leaves, clearly having some tasks.

At that moment I notice that a two-seater light aircraft is preparing for takeoff, with the client’s husband at the controls. The plane is completely engulfed in flames, and black smoke is billowing from it. With this “black tail” he reaches his runway and crashed.

A huge explosion thundered and a tall column of black smoke rose. I hear the sound of fire truck sirens; there were two or three of them. They rapidly arrive at the airfield and begin fighting the flames. Nothing intact remains of the plane – the pilot died.

In a state of shock, I rush to the checkpoint, striving to break through to the wreckage of the plane. But I am very politely yet firmly stopped by a guard in military uniform with an automatic weapon and says:

-Nothing can be done. Such things happen. Life is life.

I don’t calm down:

-And what about the plane? What about the pilot? There’s a person there!

He answers just as calmly:

-Everything will be cleared away, and the corpse will be buried.

I returned to the car. The driver’s seat is empty. There’s no one left in this city for me to visit. Now I know that this family and their home are gone.

Indeed, two months later my client’s husband was fired. The reason was not only his poor performance of his job duties, but also unauthorized interference in the company’s finances due to his desire to maintain his usual standard of living. As a result, they had to leave one of the greatest capitals of the world, and later he was sentenced to punishment.

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