OK, here's one for you sagacious types to chew on for a while...

I've been having a series of very odd dreams. They started a while back, I didn't think anything of them b/c I often have weird dreams that don't mean much, or when they're dissected, are pretty much representations of the recent past or any issues I'm currently dealing with. As these have been getting more frequent that's obviously not the case.

The dreams in question vary in structure a bit, but they're very vivid and always involve WWIII, alien invasion, or just the general destruction of the world and society through rapid and traumatic means. Some would call them nightmares, but I don't wake up scared, I just wake up thinking 'eh, WTF?' During those dreams, I witness the destruction of the world as we know it. Sometimes I'm involved, usually I'm just a face in the crowd. The other people know I'm there and I can interact with things, so it's not like those passive observer sorts of dreams. *shrug* I'm just sort of there in most of them.

The other major theme is one of two things: either I'm not harmed in the least and my life doesn't change at all, despite the fact that cities are now smoking rubble and 90% of the population is dead, or I wind up actually ruling the remnants of the world with an iron fist after being installed by whatever survives. So whatever happens I and my pets are still just fine. *shrug*

The latest one of these was when I took a nap for a while last night. I was in this huge crowd, and there was this huge yellow and blue flaming ball headed straight toward earth. I knew it was some sort of alien weapon because these creatures--they looked like humans wearing gas masks in desert camo except they were about 8 feet tall on average and I somehow *knew* they weren't human--were ringing the crowd in armed vehicles and pointing their guns right at us. When the fireball crashed into the edge of this park we were in a good chunk of the crowd was incinerated on the spot, there were a few more injuries, and then the hostile army closed in and started shooting the survivors. I looked away at the moment of impact because the light was too bright, but I was completely unharmed. Hell, I didn't even get knocked down. And the enemy soldiers (for lack of a better term) just walked right by me. I knew they could see me, they just didn't bother me. One tapped me on the shoulder and told me to go home, I'd find everything just as I had left it. So I was walking down a street, threw a rock at one of the soldiers standing there, and he just looked at me. I walked closer to him, punched him in the leg, and literally danced a jig in front of this thing and he just stood there. A bystander said "you're killing us all, why not her?" and the soldier alien simply said, "She is the Mother of Us All and must be protected." And then the soldier shot the bystander and there was nothing left but a black stain on the pavement. And that was the end of that.

Another, older, version, had much the same thing going on. Cities were in flames, bodies were all over the place--it looked like a nuclear blast had gone off--and I was once again unharmed. Someone helped me to the roof of a building, people cheered, and somehow I knew from that point on I ruled the world--forever. Whatever happened there had made me literally unaging and immortal. This is yet another theme that pops up often, though not always.

I have no idea WTF these mean other than they're becoming more frequent. When I get dreams that increase in frequency they're usually premonitions, but of WHAT I've no idea. I've been doing some magical work to improve my financial situation (ok basically be independently wealthy--don't laugh but I really do need it as some of you know), so I'm wondering if it could be related to that. My health issues come and go and some days are better than others, but I'm in a hell of a lot better shape than I was six months ago--so I doubt that has anything to do with these. Maybe not though. Then again, it may be something else entirely. The last really vivid premonition I had (http://www.sacred-magick.org/index.php?showtopic=5286) made no sense until my neighbour got iced two weeks later. Turns out the house next door was a drug house (idiot me was naturally the last to find out) (IMG:style_emoticons/default/doh.gif) one of the guys who lived there owed money to his dealer, so they drowned him in the pool and his girlfriend found him a couple days later bloated and floating. So that explained that dream nicely. For the record, I do live in a nice upper-middle class neighbourhood, but the house next door was a rental and the owners weren't very strict on who they rented to. My other neighbours bought that house, initiated eviction proceedings as That Sort didn't belong here, and the shit hit the fan. But the neighbourhood is a lot calmer now, and the cop across the street now leaves his cruiser parked in the garage instead of in plain sight in front of the house.

In any case, if any of you have any insights, please share! I always love hearing what you guys have to say.