First scene, I see flocks of bird, the first flock is of blackbirds or crows. I am in the midwest and the birds are flying over a cornfield. The birds suddenly fall from the sky. I get freaked out about there being a flu or something in the air and I run into the farm house.

Next scene, I am sitting in a park on a bench in a major city, the layout looks like the downtown financial district of San Francisco, Ca. There are pigeons on the ground in front of me cooing and walking around bobbing their heads, suddenly birds start hitting the ground like bombs. The rest of the pigeons try to fly away but start jerking and convulsing, most dye quickly. I jump to my feet and run away.

Last scene, I am sitting on a beach and I can hear the sound of the seagulls fighting over food. The long screeching sound of the seagulls flying above and all around me. My eyes are fixed on the sun as it is setting into the water. The light looks like a golden disc. The sky turns gold and pink. I am watching the wavy colors of gold and orange dance on the waters surface as if in a daze I can not seem to look away.

I hear a thud, and then a few more, my attention is now on the thudding noises, which turns out to be seagulls, laying dead all around me on the rocks and the beach. There is an albatross, and a California Condor, all birds of all shapes and sizes are falling dead where ever they are. I begin to cry uncontrollably.

I yell out "MAKE IT STOP"... I feel myself being gently rocked awake. I open my eyes expecting to see someone standing at my bedside waking me, but no one is there. I am alone.

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Discussion
Perhaps the shadows could be the two eclipses happening this month.


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So I was at.m my old business for a couple of days. I was replacing my car. Looked up saw the moon it was not rolled around the sky like a marble. Tired going to sleep


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Two dreams over two nights, 8Feb2017 and 9Feb2017.
No intentions set for either night.


First dream: I'm in the body of someone else, a woman dressed in armor that's a cross between chain mail and Xena, Warrior Princess leathers. This woman is carrying a shield and a sword that would make Conan the Barbarian envious. She is striding down the center of a street. Very purposeful. I'm aware of her thoughts and she is entirely focused on her work, her mission, her assignment. I'm also aware that there are three others with her. They are walking in step with one another, with her taking point, two behind her, and one bringing up the rear in sort of a diamond formation. She is dressed entirely in white and her sword and shield are also white. The others are dressed similarly to her, in armor and carrying shields and swords, but each has a different color: black, red, and yellow/gold. They do not speak. They take no notice of the people around them, who have definitely noticed them and are taking photos with their phones. They approach the sentry building next to the fence surrounding the White House. By now there's a crowd forming but keeping their distance. I think this will likely make the evening news, if it's a slow news day. The woman hears my thoughts but does not respond. She is focused solely on her task.

A man in a uniform and holding a weapon steps from the sentry building. He orders the group to halt. They do, holding their shields and their swords by their sides in what I gather is their version of a non-threatening stance. The woman tells the military person that they are there to speak with the one who leads. I think, Oh that ought to go over well. The soldier apparently agrees with me because he tells them to stand down. The woman tells him they are not there to harm anyone but they will speak with the one who leads. In unison, they raise their shields and snap their swords into position, held in front of them. The gates to the White House swing open. Welp, I think, we're now up to breaking news on pretty much all the networks. The group steps off and moves in stride towards the WH. The soldier opens fire. Bullets bounce off an invisible shield surrounding the group. They ignore the uproar behind them and continue on their way. When they reach the WH, they separate, each taking up a position on a side of the building. The white warrior stands before the main entrance of the WH and says, not raising her voice, that she is there to speak with the one who leads. Doors burst open and more soldiers and armed people burst out, shooting at her. She doesn't move. Bullets never touch her. She waits for the shooting to stop, then repeats her statement, adding that she is aware that attempts are being made to relocate the one who leads and that will not be allowed, that she will speak to the one who leads, and they have six hours to present that person. Then she, and I know the others are doing the exact same thing at the same time, slams her sword, point-first, into the sod and kneels down on one knee as if praying. I know she's meditating because her thoughts are nothing more than a hum in our shared mind. I can also see strands of colored light all around the WH-white, red, black, and yellow-and I know the entire building is inside a sphere that will allow no one to enter or leave. I can hear the crowd outside the WH growing louder, sirens, and even helicopters. It's total mayhem out there but calm here.

After what I assume is six hours of complete non-movement from her but plenty of movement outside the shield that seems to be around the entire scene, she raises her head, then stands. She pulls her sword from the ground and holds it at her side, and repeats that she will speak with the one who leads. A man, surrounded by armed people, strides from the WH towards the woman. He stops when he gets about six feet away. Before he can speak, she says she knows he is not the one who leads, that she will speak only to the one who leads. The man blusters at her but she ignores him and proceeds towards the WH.

Scene jumps. She has sheathed her sword and now has a blubbering, begging man by the shirt front and is dragging him behind her. Her companions also have people, men, by the shirt fronts and are dragging them as well. They pay no attention to anyone, not the armed soldiers, not the crowds, no one, as they move in step towards the open gate. They leave the grounds of the WH, dragging the men with them. A fog forms across the street and they stride into the fog. The fog closes behind them. Dream ends.

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Weird dream but aren’t most of them? Walking around in a hot humid area, that looks a lot like Paris or Quebec City? Very French or attempt at being French. Many shops look familiar, like Sarasota? In any case the fronts of the shops start blowing out. I fall backwards and while staring at stars I wake up. No sound, no one I recognize.

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This was the tail end of a much larger traveling dream, that blew away with the radio.

I'm searching for a woman's restroom in a food court setting, and all I see is the Family restroom, so I go inside. Waiting outside the stalls are a young woman and man, and she is holding a baby. As I walk past them the man shouts out at me "Hey, you don't belong in here!" It startles me a bit, and I leave. I'm walking around the food court, and see the Men's room. Someone behind me says they've done away with the women's room, there isn't one anymore. I think to myself, well crap, I'm going back to the Family restroom, where there is now a long line of women going in. I start feeling kind of put out, and there is discussion around me about how we count, even if we don't have kids. Two very big guys join the line in the back, and I'm thinking this has gotten weird. Why aren't they in the line for the men's room? I'm feeling uneasy, and not entirely safe anymore.

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