Sunday, November 08, 2015

Beyond Synchronicity: Prophetic Dreaming

Dreaming and prophecy (or psi, if you prefer) used to walk hand in hand. Ancient religious texts- The Bible certainly among them- are filled with prophets who spoke (or listened) to the gods in their dreams. Dreams weren't dismissed as mere brain grafitti like they are today,  they were an honored part of the culture at large. 

Well, there's a big caveat here; you damn well better have delivered if you claimed the gods sent you a prophecy in your dreams. If not, that was a time-honored way of booking yourself a ticket for the big sleep.

It's not just the ancient world. One of, if not the, most famous psychics in American history was Edgar Cayce, the so-called "sleeping prophet." Cayce had a great gig- he'd chillax on the couch and someone would ask him a question or list of questions, he'd take a nice nap and then wake up and recite the answers. Or better yet, he'd give the answers while actually sleeping.  He was also either the most gifted or the laziest prophet ever, the jury's still out on that one. 

Cayce was certainly incredibly influential; a large organization (the ARE, or Association for Research and Enlightenment) grew up around his teachings and prophecies. The ARE had (or has) some connections to the Egyptian Antiquities Council through archaeologists like Mark Lehner and the infamous Zahi Hawass, both of whom received funding from the ARE.

Here's a list of Cayce predictions that the ARE claim came true. It seems a bit slight to me but what do I know?


There's a connection to sleep prophecy and one of the worst aviation disasters in American history, the crash of an American Airlines DC-10 just outside of O'Hare Airport in 1979. You may not have heard of it but it was a pretty big deal back in the day.
The worst airline disaster in American history occurred May 25, 1979 when American Airlines Flight 191 carrying 258 passengers and a crew of 13 fell from the sky killing all 271 people onboard.  The DC-10, took off from Runway 32 Right at 3:02 p.m. for a non-stop flight to Los Angeles, California. 
At an altitude of 200 feet, while climbing and traveling a little more than 200 miles an hour, the left wing engine dropped onto or over the wing and bounced in flames along the concrete runway.  Witnesses said that after the engine fell off, the floundering craft went into a bank, nosed down and erupted into a pillar of flame as it hit the ground a half-mile northwest of the airport.
What's remarkable about this particular prophecy is that it was reported to authorities before the crash. It was noted and logged in some detail, but the prediction just wasn't specific enough. 
Before May 1979, David Booth had led an average life.  He was married and raising a family.  He had never had psychic-type dreams before.  But one morning, he was jarred awake by a dream of an impending airline crash. 
“On the morning of May 16th, I had a dream.  I’m looking out to my right over a field and there’s this great big jet and it wasn’t making the noise that it should…It just turns, with its wing up in the air, goes on its back and then it goes straight into the ground and explodes.   
When the explosion would begin to die out, that’s when I would begin to wake up,” he said...

Tuesday, May 22nd, David had the dream for the seventh night in a row.  He felt that he could have no peace until he did something.  David contacted the Cincinnati office of the Federal Aviation Administration and spoke to facilities manager, Paul Williams. 
“The first thing David described to me was the type of aircraft he thought it was.  First of all he identified it as an American Airlines plane.  I asked him if he knew specifically what type of aircraft it was but David didn’t know one type of aircraft from another,” says Williams.  
Williams asked David to search his dream in an effort to try to retrieve more information about the type of aircraft or any other details he could remember.  But each night it came back frustratingly the same.  All that week they spent hours reviewing the details.  He described an airplane with an engine on the tail rather than in the tail and Williams identified that as a DC-10. 
At the start of the Memorial Day weekend, David had the dream for the tenth time.  Somehow he knew he would never have the dream again. 
As it happens, David Booth wasn't the only person who had a psychic premonition about this ill-fated flight. This person was in a position to do something about it though:
Among those who were supposed to be onboard Flight 191 were Lindsay Wagner (The Bionic Woman) and her mother. 
"My mother and I were booked on that American Airlines DC-10 that crashed shortly after takeoff at the Chicago airport,” she said.  “But 10 minutes before we were due to get on I had a psychic flash that warned me of disaster. 
“I begged my mother to change our flight and an hour later we learned that all 271 people onboard had been killed.  I haven’t doubted a single premonition since.
I can only imagine the torment Booth felt for not being able to deliver the information that could have saved those 271 lives. What a terrible burden to bear. But hey, no one ever said the paranormal was all sunshine and cotton candy.

There's no shortage of stories like Booth's. What we all do is turn away and pretend we don't notice them. The burden of knowing such things are possible is too much for our myopic civilization, no matter how much you might be told otherwise.

UPDATE: Reader Professor Pan writes:
On January 13th, 1982, I awoke from a terrible nightmare in which people and coffins floated in icy water. I was really shaken by the dream—so much so that I told my mom about it. After I got home from school I was shocked to see what was on the TV—a plane had struck the 14th St. Bridge in D.C. and plunged into the icy waters of the Potomac. I watched, horrified, as a few people were rescued from the water, while others drowned.

You all know this image, Jack Kirby's bit of prophecy from 1959. What you probably don't know is that there's actually a story attached to this splash page, one that has to do with dreams and visions and is itself a neat bit of prophecy as well.
In "The Face on Mars" an astronaut actually falls into the Face and enters into a kind of dream trance where the history of Mars and its destruction are replayed virtual reality style around him. 

Yes, this is exactly what you saw in Mission to Mars as well. The difference is that in Kirby's story Mars is murdered by its neighbors, a nasty bunch who unleash planetary destruction through the weapons of warfare.

Does this sound familiar to anyone? It should if you've been paying any attention to the alt.research world lately, specifically the work of Dr. John Brandenburg, which our Gordon has found particularly fascinating.
A controversial paper by Dr John Brandenburg claims that life on Mars was wiped out by a nuclear attack. 
The idea that a civilization on the planet Mars was once decimated by a nuclear strike orchestrated by an advanced extraterrestrial race sounds like the plot of a science fiction movie, yet in a bizarre new paper plasma physicist Dr John Brandenburg has proposed that this scenario may have actually taken place. 
The propulsion technologies expert maintains that entities hostile to "young, noisy civilizations" may have taken exception to the planet's inhabitants and could do the same to us here on Earth. 
His research, which is entitled "Evidence of a Massive Thermonuclear Explosion on Mars in the Past, The Cydonian Hypothesis and Fermi's Paradox," bases the claim on a combination of factors including the composition of the planet's soil and the discovery of large concentrations of Xenon-129 in its atmosphere, something typically seen following a nuclear incident. 
"Given the large amount of nuclear isotopes in Mars atmosphere resembling those from hydrogen bomb tests on Earth, Mars may present an example of civilization wiped out by a nuclear attack from space," Brandenburg wrote.
The difference with Kirby's story is that the Martians rally for a last-ditch counterattack and destroy the aggressors' planet, which in turn became the asteroid belt. But still, for a story that boasts a coup like the Face, doubling that up with a subplot of Mars destruction by hostile aliens is a pretty impressive feat.


I don't have nearly as impressive an example as any of that but I'm fascinated by this odd bit of dream-logic prophecy, which was actually one of the earliest posts on this blog. 

Needless to say I was obsessed with The X-Files before it even aired so it's not surprising that I'd be dreaming about it in 1994. This was actually a pretty incredible dream, one that I can still picture with almost cinematic clarity. And like the Kirby story it was one of those dreams where you watch the action then become the action. Here's what I wrote in the original post:

This was in a old journal from 1994/5. Unfortunately I didn't date it, since I wrote it in the dark in the middle of the night. But there's a clue in there that pinpoints when it was written.* The chicken-scratch scrawl you see there says: 





Here’s what I remember: It was one of those dreams where you watch the action and then take part in it- you know, standard dream-logic. I was Mulder in the dream. I was very badly hurt and had put Scully in danger; Satan was after her. 
I was crawling through a front door in a house and the Sun was rising outside. In my jacket pocket I had a small book that had prayers in it. A small flame appeared on the bottom edge of a picture frame on a mantlepiece. I knew the flame was the Holy Spirit and that Scully had sent it. I rubbed my finger along the flame and I was restored.
In this episode ('Provenance') an FBI agent was sent to infiltrate a UFO cult but "went over to the dark side" and "became whacked out himself." In essence he became Mulder, a straight arrow agent who becomes a believer in aliens.

As you see he is badly hurt, and is crawling. He's ultimately on his way to Scully's house, which is Mulder's other house at this point in the series.

Here he pulls out a piece of a spaceship out of his jacket, which is emblazoned with religious texts, or prayers if you prefer. My jaw hit the couch when I saw this.

He'll enter Scully's house at sunrise later in the story. He also quite literally puts Scully in danger.
"FIRE APPEARS ON PICTURE FRAME + HE IS REVIVED." Or as I wrote, "A small flame appeared on the bottom edge of a picture frame on a mantlepiece. I knew the flame was the Holy Spirit and that Scully had sent it." 

This scene takes place shortly before the FBI agent is revived.

"Oh, but that's not Mulder," I hear someone saying, "what kind of prophetic dream is that?" Well, never mind that Mulder is a Massachusetts boy like myself, what really got my attention is that the actor who plays the FBI agent in "Provenance" was born the next town over from my own birthplace, 5 months and 19 days before my own birthday. 

That's quite a fucking coincidence. Or Synchronicity, if you prefer.

What's the significance of the birthdate? In the grand scheme of things I don't know. But 19.5, a number significant to hyperdimensional physics, is also a number that Richard C. Hoagland claims is encoded into the ruins of Cydonia.   

Cydonia was also the theme of an early and unjustly maligned episode of The X-Files, "Space." Looking back it does suffer from some pretty hairy production and direction issues, but back in 1993 I thought it was the goddamn raddest thing I'd ever seen on TV.

I should note that the story concluded on episode 9.11 and that the X-Files spinoff The Lone Gunmen famously had a 9/11 prophecy. "Flight 191" also contains an anagram for 9/11 as well. Make of that what you will.

NOTE:  I should also mention that there were at least four X-Files episodes where Scully specifically was in danger from Satan or a demon ('Irresistible', 'Revelations', 'All Souls' and 'Orison', when Donnie Pfaster was retconned as a demon) and that it would be the '94/'95 season when that would begin.


  1. >"Given the large amount of nuclear isotopes in Mars atmosphere resembling those from hydrogen bomb tests on Earth, Mars may present an example of civilization wiped out by a nuclear attack from space," Brandenburg wrote.

    More nukes on Mars. The above statement, of course, brought to mind the recent words of a would-be Bond villain, that Mars could be improved by dropping a few nukes on its polar regions.

    I'm sure no one would mind if one such nuke went astray and landed on a random Face or Pyramid. After all, they don't really exist according to the official statement, so its okay if they don't exist afters. Finishing what they started? Some of those residents of that smashed planet must have made it here in some form, same as the Martians, I would presume. Has the war never ended? Pure speculation, I admit. But we are a species obsessed with the past, and refighting old battles. Maybe we inherited that trait.

  2. Well, secret wars in space have been a line of inquiry here for some time, seeing as how there are frequent sightings of burning heaps of metallic slag falling from the sky at speeds a fraction of that of meteorites and so on. Then of course there are the now almost-daily sightings of objects bothering the space station. Let's all hope and pray this is not the reconnaissance team.

  3. Great post, Chris. On January 13th, 1982, I awoke from a terrible nightmare in which people and coffins floated in icy water. I was really shaken by the dream—so much so that I told my mom about it. After I got home from school I was shocked to see what was on the TV—a plane had struck the 14th St. Bridge in D.C. and plunged into the icy waters of the Potomac. I watched, horrified, as a few people were rescued from the water, while others drowned.

    But one other prophetic dream really sticks out for me. I woke up from a dream in which a dog's head protruded from a puddle of water. It was such an odd image I wrote it down. The next day, I went to a friend's cabin in West Virginia. His brother arrived unexpectedly with his dog. A few minutes after arriving, the dog jumped into the nearby water and as he was swimming, the image of his head above the water sent shivers up my spine.

  4. Thank you very much, PP. Added to the post.

  5. Hey Chris,

    Another excellent and intuitive bit of scholarship. I can totally resonate with this post. I have experienced prophetic dreams and visions a number of times in my life, often related to tragedies with high death tolls - plane crashes, mass-shootings and 'terrorist attacks'. 9/11 is my father's birthday, for one thing. It's usually an awful experience filled with dread and a sense of impotence, knowing that people are going to die, knowing some of the particulars or context but unaware of when or where - and not being able to do a fucking thing about it. I guess this is the darker side of the prophecy spectrum, where you say to yourself, "What the hell is the point of seeing or knowing these things if they have no utility? If I cant save or help anyone?" In my own case, I must admit these experiences did foster a vague but unhelpful sense of fatalism. I only really share these things with a very select few, as I've been called crazy or an outright liar in the past. But the point I wanted to make is that occasionally prophecy can be wonderful, but these dreams and visions are usually more local and personal. Seeing that something beautiful or empowering is going to happen to a group or person you care about, and then watching it unfold in front of your very eyes - these are the kinds of prophetic moments I cherish. For me they're sacred, a salient personal reminder that the unseen realms are not all filled with darkness. There is love, joy, warmth and humour even in the hidden places. As someone who somewhat betrothed to the Darkness till death, I never tire of those reminders. I am eternally grateful for the presence of that playful, healing Light.


    1. Indeed, my friend. Let me offer this, though. "What is the point?" is perhaps answered by a society moving towards a goal of being able to recognize and discern these premonitions and responsibly act upon them. It's a huge, rather overwhelming goal but think of Lindsay Wagner's example and how she recognized her premonition, acted upon it and saved her life and that of her mother. Maybe you can't do this on the macro level but maybe with the proper training it's possible on the personal level. And maybe then you chip away at that sense of fatalism, one by one. Maybe it's a kind of evolutionary adaptation we've not recognized fully yet.

    2. Thanks man, for your sincerity and insight :) And I concur, totally. It's painful, but you're right. That is the point. If we really are Gnostic, immortal beings of some description then responsibility becomes paramount. Collectively we could even fashion a key from it, to unlock this place. X marks the spot. ;)

  6. A buddy of mine had a dream while making a short film that his main actor was hit by a taxi. The next day his main actor was an hour late - because he'd been hit by a taxi. My friend was an avowed "skeptic" and seemed vaguely mortified to be telling the story. In An Experiment with Time, JW Dunne claimed that it you keep a diligent enough record of your dreams, you'll find them to be routinely prophetic: "According to Dunne, whilst wakeful attention prevents us from seeing outside of the part of time we are "meant" to look at, whilst we are dreaming we have the ability to recall all of our timeline without the restriction of focused attention. This allows fragments of our future to appear in pre-cognitive dreams. Other consequences include the phenomenon known as Deja vu and the existence of life after death."

    1. That's really heavy, TE. It's an amazing concept to ponder and has a powerful kind of resonance as well. It's a lot of work too. Dream recall is a tough business when you're an adult and it seems as if those realities linger less when you awaken as you get older too. As I've often said I don't trust memory in that it has a normality bias and tends to soften a lot of the more extreme things you might experience in your dreams. It's a kind of protective function.

      This line of inquiry seems to be hitting a nice vein - again, I'm very pleased with the feedback you guys are giving me. It's obvious these issues are on a lot of people's minds. It's as if things are getting so restrictive and confining out there that these inner realms are all we have left to explore.

    2. The future and the past are weaving in and out of the present in ways far too complex and literal for most people to comprehend. Everything is a shapeshifter, and a poet. This fact encodes infinity into everything. Magick is all around is, even in our social realism. If we only knew how X Files our world really is.

    3. Oh that's my mantra- the world is The X-Files. I wish that were as cool as it sounded.

  7. I just read an article describing how fast the Martian atmosphere is being dispersed by the solar wind. The process has apparently been underway for 3 billion years. But they don't seem to have much of a handle on it, only the current rate of dispersal. (do a search for mars atmosphere cbs news and it's likely to be easily found)

    1. Do you have a link, Morwen? If so, drop it on us. Cheers.


      There ya go! :)

  8. Oddly enough, there is a report of an atomic explosion on Mars in the year 1950 or 1951, and there were supposed HAM radio contacts of extraterrestrials complaining about it in 1952. This was before we explored Mars. Dr. Brandenburg revealed Mars may have suffered from a nuclear explosion back in 2011 (see Extraterrestrial Contacts by HAM Radio)

    1. Very interesting indeed, Doug. Thank you for that information.

  9. Itzhak Bentov died on flight 191. He was an inventor and consciousness researcher who wrote Stalking the Wild Pendulum. There is a youtube video of him talking about people who see relatives after they have died, and how psychiatry allows that for 'x' number of days and then it is considered a mental illness.

    Bentov asks the interviewer where he thinks the most cutting edge 'evolutionary' people are, and he responds 'colleges & universites?' Bentov smiles his infectious grin and answers, 'No, their in mental hospitals!'

    1. Sad but true. Hasn't it always been that way. Being ahead of the pack can be a painful experience.

  10. I don't have any links on hand, but from several channelings I've read it seems that the catch with Mars is that it wasn't another species that nuked the planet to inhabitability but rather it was the Martians themselves. Evolution was then accelerated on Earth to accommodate the homeless Martians, which makes a lot of sense if you ask me, considering our own near-misses with nuclear armageddon...

    As for dreams, I have had a few that could be symbolically interpreted as premonitions, but one case was particularly interesting. In my dream, I was at a beach, and across the water was a mountain range. A couple of years later, I find myself at a beach, across from a mountain range - in Vancouver, of all places.

    Perhaps it's time to revisit the old dream log...

    - Bruno

    1. It didn't happen to look like this, did it?

      I used to keep a dream but got overwhelmed by it all. Your dreams tend to rise to the occasion and try to impress your conscious mind. It's a funny thing.

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  12. Hey again, Chris,

    Gnosis is a funny, frightening thing. You either know or you don't. You either recognise power and meaning, or you don't. I think what we call Gnosticism is merely the available remnants of a lost/hidden knowledge. Temples were defiled, libraries were burned, shamans were milked and killed. Things were lost, other things were stolen and exploited, and some things were hidden by both benevolent and malign forces.

    But Gnosis is greater than 'reality'. Dreams still give us oblique, non-linear glimpses into the currents of these occulted histories and heretical mythologies, because we are indeed as the legends say we are. We're holy beings. And we're at war with forces both internal and external that want to keep this knowledge from us. The Archons, the Carrion Angels, the Desecration Kings - and all their servitors and egregores here on Earth. Our pain and unrest is their fucked up eroticism, and our current pseudo-theistic nihilism is their ability to feed constantly.

    But Sophia gave us dreams and imagination. And within them she gave us a direct connection to our own sourcehood. It's a holy capacity that resists complete assimilation and colonization. That connection to source is dangerous, lucid and punk rock as fuck. As I'm sure you're well aware. In the archonic Neon Necropolis that is our modern society, this rebellious, dissenting source-connection is your friend. Perhaps your best friend. At least, this has been my experience. We just need to start working with it.


  13. Right on, Raj. I wonder how people can't recognize how fucked it all is. It's like no one knows the difference anymore. That's what happens when you wage a psychic war on a population.

  14. See, there's the rub. While my school 2 theory works efficiently in most cases for explaining anomalous experience, I feel within the old bones that Raj is correct regardless that a part of me might be my worst enemy. It doesn't matter whether the source of misery is external or internal because the battle is the same, the armaments common, and a goal can only be reached with internal recognition and action on what seems to be the level of the soul, whatever that really is.

    After many years of the plague of diverticulitis, and when not only the condition as well as the effects of horrendous medication seemed to be killing me, I had a vivid dream in which a robot lifted me from an old fashioned hospital cot, wrapped me in a shroud and began to have me sizzle within a sphere of white energy that began to make me feel better than I had ever felt. In short, I felt wonderous delight, so much so that I awoke a bit early for a total cure. But two diverticuliti I'd had for eight years were gone. There are CT scans before and after. My doctor fired me as a patient which was downright funny and also so very sad.

    But I've nurtured the notion that humans are powerful entities capable their own divine intervention. Though I'm often found miserably wanting, I know what we can do if we believe and act from real power, the nugget found only in not denying the part of us buried beneath the obvious, the Divine. The mind, with its power of imagination, willful intent and inherent goodness of heart as well, is the vehicle. It's the cause of all else falling away to reveal hidden treasure.

  15. Great post, Chris. I'm curious--where did you find the David Booth and Lindsay Wagner stories?


  16. I was living in LA at the time of the Chicago AA 191 crash. I drove a friend to LAX to pick up his round trip ticket to Chicago. When I walked out of LAX I felt danger and turned around to see in a waking vision the tail of an American Airlines DC-10 fall over on me. It was so real I thought it had actually fallen off the plane and on top of me. Later that night I drove my friend back to his apt after a late dinner. I came in for a brief visit and some coffee. He was standing near an open window and a sparrow flew in, circled his head and lit on a curtain rod. A bird flying into the house like that has always been a "Death Premonition" in our family. It has happened way too many times to say it's mere coincidence. I told my friend about the vision at the airport and that the bird was a death mark on him and had something to do with that AA DC-10 he was booked on and I thought it might crash later. I went home and that night dreamed I was in the Chicago airport at the AA terminal watching people board that doomed airliner. Then I was up in the air watching the plane taxi, then throttle up and roll for take off. It did it's rotation and began to climb up to where I was in the air. At that point the left engine ripped off of it and fell to the runway and the plane veered over sideways. The AA of the huge tail went over on me in the air just as it had done on the ground. The plane flew sideways and down as it crashed into the ground and burned.I somehow knew there were no survivors! I told my friend the next day NOT to be on the flight coming FROM Chicago. He was going to cancel the whole trip. I told him it wasn't the one going TO Chicago to worry about, just don't be on the one he was booked with the return flight 191. He went on to Chicago and stayed a few days, called me back and asked me if I still had a forboding sense of doom about the return flight. I did and told him not to get on that flight, but change to another one. He did and lived to tell of it.

    As far as David Booth is concerned, I heard he was living here in the Knoxville, TN area not far from the Great Smokies National Park. I have never met him but heard he was in the Univ. TN Hospital a couple of years ago.

  17. I heard that David Booth having been in the hospital here in Knoxville, TN a few years ago later died from heart trouble complications. I had planned on going to see him in the hospital to discuss our premonitions about the AA Chicago crash in 1979 but thought it might upset him talking about the crash so decided not to. Although I had the city of origin with the AA flight, the flight #, and how the plane would crash I never called the FAA, American Airlines, or any other Federal Agency as Booth had done. I wish in retrospect that I had taken things a few steps forward and called the FAA rather than just tell my friend Dan about it. David Pack, Knoxville, TN