As everyone reading this probably already knows, one of the aspects of my paranormal experiences include prescient dreams.
My last blog post contained a prediction that turned out to be inaccurate. I could remove that post but I have left it up, because it can teach us something about the nature of prescience. That and it will serve as a reminder to myself, not to get carried away and start trying too hard to make concrete predictions based on fractured images gathered over a of span decades.
I kinda knew that I was being foolish when I wrote the post, but the gamble seemed worth it.
My predictions tend to be incredibly vague and consist of brief snapshots of things that I will see during my lifetime. One prediction came true for me very recently. A couple of years ago, I dreamt that I worked in a small windowless room, above two large tanks of dirty liquid that had spinning blades in the center of them.
At the time I intuited that this was a prescient dream, but the dinginess of the environment made me dismiss the possibility based on the fact that I would never willingly work in such a place. At the end of January, I had been unemployed for 8 months, since I had been made redundant from my last job as a VNA driver. I was desperately seeking similar work, but it turns out that driving VNA trucks is a very specialized job and as such, is pretty hard to find that specific role.
At the end of January I was contacted out of the blue by an agency offering Fork Lift truck driving work near to my home. I took the job, but quickly learned that it had been falsely advertised because I was really working as a effluent worker for a glue factory. I spent two weeks working in a windowless room above two large water tanks at the center of which were mixing blades. I spent my time cleaning IBCs (Intermediate, Bulk, Containers), with a large pressure washer. Luckily I quickly found better a better job nearby, distributing solar panels from a small warehouse. The thing that I have learned from this experience is to simply take my predictions at face value. I don’t remember recording my dream prediction at the time that I had it. I probably didn’t because I didn’t want to believe it. I wish I had, because I would have some evidence to present that my predictions can be uncannily accurate. If I had sketched the tanks on my iPad, I would be able to prove the date of my sketch with the file data, but my emotional bias prevented me from gathering valuable evidence for my readers. Annoyingly I feel like there is a possibility that I did sketch the two tanks, just because I am a doodler and I know that this dream stuck with me for some time afterward, but I have been unable to find any sketches of it anywhere.
When I realised that I had seen the room in my dreams, I took some photos of it on the off chance at that I had sketched it in the past. Now all I have are some photos of a dingy, dirty room.
Everything is going by plan, as my dad used to say.