Thanks for your responses and I apologize for my seemingly ambiguous/unclear posting. The issue, of course, is that the dream experience and the real experience intersect and I still feel a residue of paranoia and fear. The prophetic nature of the dream was accurate enough to lead me to surmise that the menace could well be metaphysical/dimensional in nature and, of course, I immediately start sounding like a kook the moment I entertain this. Hence my desire to communicate through email rather than on a public forum.
Too late now, I guess. I will don my kook persona and jump into the fray.
I quote some pertinent excerpts from my dream journal which was written upon waking at 03:30 on the morning of the incident.
"... trapped in the green-screen control hub/theatre. The Ur-Jock Fraternity are beaming regurgitated pop culture horror-film slasher-flick paranoia scenarios onto the psyches of unsuspecting kids, thus somehow achieving their goal with minimal exertion on their part ... they manifest outside a metro station (Germany?), in broad daylight, shooting indiscriminately as a demonstration of their power ... there are three of them and they are simply triangulating our own fears back at us ... "
The vividity and strangeness of my escape from the dreamstate and the overlapping of the Montreal incident has me convinced of having witnessed and participated in something other than consensus reality.
The angle of my approach to Dawson College was one that I don't normally take, due to the chaos. The moment I saw the Atwater metro station, I recognized it as the misnamed Germany from my dream. This was about five minutes after the initial trauma -- still very fresh. The effect of the co-inciding dream/reality on me was startling.
I should point out that in the 'dream' I also was not the protagonist. I, too, was an observer.
I have no wish to propagate conspiracy theories, especially inter-dimensional ones. But what concerns me is how, in the all-important hour following the incident, the eye-witness accounts on Sept 13 varied wildly, both in the media and the stories I was hearing myself directly from traumatized students. Two gunmen, three gunmen, blond spiky hair, black hair, mohawk, piercings, army fatigues, all in black, Goth, punk, hostage in the washrooms, loose in the shopping mall, four dead, two dead ... there really was a surreal atmosphere with a tangible hair-trigger of untold potential as people were prepared to accept anything as truth. People were locked into buildings and freaking. I got caught in a stampede of hysterical students who were reacting to (possibly) their own cascading imaginations - enough to make the very air warp like a mirage. Shapeshifting. The number of references to 'it was just like a movie' makes me shudder, if it was indeed some form of a mass-induced internal projection. Add to this Montreal's bi-lingual nature, the fact that cellphone reception in the area got overloaded and kacked out, the hot-button issue of a school shooting, SWAT teams barking orders, TV cameras rolling, and you have a highly potent, temporary nexus of chaos. My suspicion/fear is that this was the intention.
I couldn't help but notice that in the official version of events there were indeed three gunman; it's just that two of them were police who happened to be at the college on an 'unrelated matter'.
And when the images of Mr Gill appeared in the media, his web posts, his basement posings, I just don't buy it.
My question may not be formed into a sentence with a question mark at the end, but it is implicit in the above. My biggest concern right now, four days later, is neither to succumb to delusion nor spread it.
