The following thread was originally posted on the IASD forum back in 2009 and moved to Anthony Peake‘s forum, CTF, in 2011 at his request. It documents eight precognitive and spiritual dreams covering a period of six decades. The reason for moving them here is because its two previous homes have either closed or are in the process of closing. Aeronautical engineer, J.W. Dunne, believed we all experience precognitive dreams, but those of a indelible nature and steeped in symbolism seem to transcend this hypothesis. The plan is to bring these over, one at a time, inviting differing opinions and other feedback. The following is the first installment:


6/18/09

1.) The humorist Samuel Clemens, otherwise known as Mark Twain, once wrote the title words. Despite his sarcasm, Clemens was also the recipient of an amazingly accurate precognitive dream that was mentioned in an early version of his autobiography released after his death. The dream described in great detail to the actual event the tragic death of his brother in a riverboat explosion. Clearly, Clemens acknowledged the existence of precognitive dreams, but never did he presume himself to be in the prophecy business as illustrated in his quotation and subject line of this thread.

In a similar fashion, I have experienced precognitive dreams over the last fifty years, and mine are also a small and humble collection. I rarely remember my dreams, but those of a precognitive or spiritual nature are always unmistakable due to their striking vividness. I put no emphasis on others recalled as they have proven to be of little predictive quality. Also, my precognitive/spiritual dreams always seem to precede a major and/or emotional event in my life concerning family or friends. They never involve the outside world or other disasters.

Several years ago when this website was under a different format, I shared a couple of these phenomena and since that time I have added others to my repertoire. Please keep in mind, I am not talking about a multitude of dreams, but rather a limited and precious ensemble. Although small in number, they have been amazingly accurate and sometimes hair-raising due to their demonic and spiritual nature.

Precognitive dreams, although interesting, are less fascinating to me than that of the revelatory/spiritual kind. As a matter of definition, I classify precognitive dreams as those that play out objectively or very accurately to the dream itself. They contain no symbolic or unworldly concepts requiring interpretation, but rather they are viewed in a real-world manner to unfold with amazing exactitude shortly thereafter. Spiritual dreams, however, involve revelation and are filled with much symbolism requiring interpretation. They can play out over many years. It is my personal belief that dreams of this nature are revealed by our Creator for reasons unexplained. These dreams often contain precognitive facts to help validate them as revelatory. I have one spiritual dream concerning my son which is still unfolding after 27 years. Symbolism in a spiritual dream is often not understood until the event occurs, and then everything fits neatly into place.

I would like to start with my first precognitive dream that happened 50 years ago. It occurred at age 7 and was a very accurate prediction of being burned out of our family home. The dream was viewed with an amazing level of detail to the actual event. In the dream I was in the den watching TV. I heard a muffled explosion come from the kitchen. My father shouted for my oldest brother to get everyone out of the house. I ran into the dining room and looked into the kitchen. There was fire rising up from the top of the table, that was in middle of the floor, and from the counters. The curtains above the sink were also on fire. I remember thinking in the dream, “How could my father let this fire get so out of control?” I ran back through the den and out the front door past my father who was going back into the house. Blocked by the fire, he exited the back door and came around front where he went upstairs to retrieve my 3-year-old sister. My mother was not home at the time. I ran to a big maple tree in front of the house and started to cry when the dream ended.

Approximately two days later in waking life, my father (a carpenter) was putting in Formica counters using contact cement. He had applied the very flammable cement to the counters and to a piece of Formica sitting on the table in the center of the kitchen. He thought a spark from the nylon brush he was using may have ignited the fumes that exploded it the exact same way I had previously dreamt. Every other detail occurred in waking life in the exact manner as described in the above dream. The dream portrayal of the fire, as I looked through the dining room door, was identical to the actual event. The fire was unusual in the way it had rose from the counters and table in the early stages.