WATCH THE WATER.
Look at the water in this picture. Looks like tsunami waves.
When I was about 5 or 6 years old (1965-1966), I had 3 reoccurring, vivid dreams every night for about a week until they were seared into my memory, and I realized I needed to remember them as they must be important, but for what reason, I didn’t know. I do not remember what order they occurred in, if any.
In one of the dream, I was the age I was as a child sitting in the middle of the back seat of a sedan. There was a GPS monitor on the dash. I watched it map our driving route. Whoever was driving had full control of the car as one does driving a car now. GPS wasn’t installed in cars in 1965/1966. The first time I was in a car with a GPS monitor was about 2003.
In a second dreams, I was the age I was as a child sitting in the middle of the back seat of a sedan. There was GPS monitor on the dash, but this car drove itself. I understood the technology behind it was fed data regarding condition of roads, traffic, and whether there was slow traffic due to heavy traffic and/or accidents. All the driver did was start the car, enter the destination, and the technology selected the route and drove that being able to change routes if road conditions changed. Then, at some point, the car levitated or flew. About 2000, self-driving Google cars were invented. A year or two later, levitating cars were invented in China. In 2016, they’re inventing flying cars.
In a third dream, I was an older adult standing in the middle of a wide avenue in Philadelphia, which seemed strange because while I grew up in Allentown, which is about 60 miles north of Philly, my parents were raising 5 children and didn’t have the money to go there, so I don’t think I had ever been to Philly up to this point. In this dream, there were large, white, single homes, maybe 2 story with an additional attic, on either side of the wide avenue built on top of small hills on either side. It was a high middle-class income area judging by how immaculate everything was. I was standing in about 2’ of slow moving, muddy water. There were maybe 10 other older adults also standing in the water. I don’t believe I lived there. I was just an observer. So were the others. There were no children, residents, or pets around. It was a beautiful sunny day, like we have in August in those parts, with a few big white clouds in the sky. We were all looking in the same direction, each standing far apart from one another. None of us communicated with the other. We were all awe-struck and shocked because of the water. I understood the cause of the water was that a huge tsunami struck the East Coast and pushed waters up tributaries as far inland as Philadelphia, and everything along the coast was gone. I’ve since been to Philly many times, but have not yet seen this street. Some have told me it sounds like Jenkintown.