Dreams do comes true?

Question

In true life, there are times when I being to certain place, meeting someone or done something that I think I have dreamt before....deja vu?!?! Am I the only one AND what does this tells you? Dream comes true?

i was wondering if this some kind of a message but sometimes it is places that I never dreamt of going but once I was there, is kind of familiar..I have many many such incidents happened to me.

Gosh...Traveler, are you a writer?

C Jillai- good one ah 4 digits, me also want ah!

No Money, i can reply you on this one, you dreamt of your GF because subconsciously you are still mad that she made you cut your amo!

Answer 1

i remember my dreams. my dreams did came as reality many times before.
sometimes it feels only kind of deja-vu..like i think i dream of such and such.

Answer 2

I have experienced the kind of encounters you described, though for me, it's usually a sequence of events rather than seemingly familiar faces. But I've not had any dreams come true, especially not those in which I dreamt 4-digits!

Pleasant dreams to you!

Answer 3

No there are many such people. I myself is one of those. but for me those dreams are more like warnings, and they do come true!!! and for me apart from dreams, I feel some instincts too, which turn out to be so true.

This is one of the reason of me performing good in objective questions :)

Answer 4

I once dreamt of a white little girl playing with her sister on a maroon colored tile floor, I felt very weird. 3 months later, i was invited to a prom, and on my way there, I met this place!! later on at that prom, is was my first time tat i dance with my "future gf" back then. I had a fun time.

Another time, I really dreamt of 4D.. i bought it and almost kena first prize. It cant really remmber it.. i dreamt of "6XAB" and it came out "6XBA" !!

argh...
these few days i really had some bad dreams, i dreamt of my gf three times in 3 recent sleeps.

Answer 5

Just another dream!

I found Mary again last night. Though the years pass with increasing speed, Her blond hair and blue eye’s remain as fresh as the wind before an approaching storm. And her eye’s. Her eyes still hold the one thing in this life that cannot be replaced, renewed or counterfeited. Innocence. Innocence and that purity of first love. Mary doesn’t always respond as I wish. But then again she must. My stay was brief but satisfying and replaced by a reckless worry as I dropped down prepared jump tubes. As I Flee the minions of my Fathers murderer, My mother and sister are corridors away with only my rear defense to hold back the mindless fighters. Projectile weapons discharge and are repelled by layered force shields. My blades flickering in and out of their protection. Finally, with my back to the well of the axial docking bay, Baron Ranulf appears. He wish’s to view my death and gloats. “Too long has your family thwarted my desires. At the end of this day all this will be mine and all of yours will have perished.” Why do they always have to explain? Fool. Years of plotting brought Ranulf to this particular place in time. As I step into the gravity well of the dock I trigger the Neutron presets and Ranulf and most of his “A” Cadre are reduced to atoms. Falling past the center of the gravity field, I slow and reached out. Mom is there to help pull me in and we hurry to the weapons center to help clean up the remnants of the confused cadre. Leaderless, they are easily defeated.
As a member of the Swiss Guard I am always amused by Amanda’s constant attendance at the Cathedral. Her beauty is flawless and her reputation somewhat tarnished. She spends more time watching the Guard than listening to the Vicar of
Christ and addressing her prayers. I worry that her thoughts may be impure. Or,
just possibly, she admires the dresses of the young priests. I was a Priest once.
I remember the cold of the mountains and the thin blanket that was my only protection. Though my faith in God warmed my soul I fear that I will perish from this cold. It’s so cold here. The Afghani’s are terrible fighters. My horse, Bess, is one of the last on its feet. They use me unmercifully, as a runner, to help keep the retreat in order. If I hadn’t packed more food for Bess than for myself, I believe that I would be afoot and Bess would be in the stew pot. My God! Why would anyone want to fight for this land? Rocks and more rocks and people behind the rocks with my best interests far from their minds. And oh my aching bones, the cold.
Where is that damned blanket?


Sometimes when I return, I find that I have brought some type of plunder with me. A pennant from The Regiment. The lantern that held the Ghost’s at bay in the alleys of Kuta Beach. Impossible photos of orbital Corona’s and models of my first and most recent star ships. But, as I smile faintly to myself, I realize, If I have only one regret? I regret having to return at all.

Answer 6

Sometime the dream will come true....
but almost it will not come true in real life....

Answer 7

No to me...