THIS A.M. I HAD THE FOLLOWING DREAM.

I FOUND MYSELF WITH A MAN AND HIS FAMILY I USED TO WORK FOR WHO WERE FROM INDIA. I FELT AS THOUGH WE WERE AT HIS HOUSE, BUT N0THNG ABOUT IT LOOKED FAMILIAR(IT FELT MORE LIKE A HOTEL, BUT DID NOT LOOK LIKE ONE) WE WERE ALL GETTING READY TO GO SOMEWHERE. THERE WERE HUNDREDS OF PEOPLE IN CLOSE PROXIMITY THAT WERE ALL GETTING READY TO GO SOMEWHERE(THEY WERE IN HOTELS AND ON THE STREET).

I SAW MY NIECE ON THE STREET JUST GAZING INTO NOTHINGNESS. I WAVED TO HER, SHE WAVED AND SMILED BACK. SHE IS AN INDIVIDUAL OF HIGH ENERGY, LIKE MYSELF, BUT I SENSED SOMETHING WAS VERY DIFFERENT, EVEN UNRECOGNIZABLE ABOUT HER. SHE APPEARED TO BE ALMOST SEDATED LIE A STEPFORD WIFE.

AS I READIED MYSELF FOR WHATEVER IT WAS ALL OF US WERE GOING TO DO, I SAW A DOOR IN THE BEDROOM. THINKING IT WAS THE BATHROOM, I OPENED IT. IT WAS AN EXTREMELY LARGE CLOSET WITH NOTHING INSIDE AND ANOTHER DOOR AT THE VERY END OF THE LONG CLOSET. I OPENED THE DOOR; IT WAS A BATHROOM; IT FELT VERY DAMP INSIDE. I CONTINUED TO GET READY IN THE BATHROOM.

WHEN FINISHED, I CALLED MY SISTER-IN-LAW. WHILE WALKING AND TALKING ON THE PHONE. I ENTERED THE KITCHEN AND NOTICED A HOSE HANGING FROM THE CEILING WITH WATER LEAKING FROM IT. I TOLD MY SISTER-IN-LAW ABOUT THE HOSE. SHORTLY THEREAFTER, THE HOSE CAME ON FULL FORCE AND THE KITCHEN BEGAN TO FLOOD AND THE KITCHEN FILLED UP SO QUICKLY THAT IT WAS HARD TO IMAGINE. I THEN WOKE UP.

THE DREAM LEFT ME WITH A DEEP FEELING OF LOSS, UNREST, EMPTINESS AND DOOM. NO OTHER DREAM THUSFAR HAS LEFT ME FEELING LIKE THIS. I WAS MOST DISTRUBED SEEING MY NIECE, WHO I LOVE DEARLY, TO WHOM I COULD NOT RELATE OR RECOGNIZE. SHE APPEARED TO BE VOID OF LIFE WHICH WAS VERY UPSETTING TO ME.

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Hi All,

Here's a quick run down of my precognitive dreams....

June/July 2016 DB: A man in a beige jacket running into the center of a open air shopping complex and raising his hand and shouting. A Suicide Bomber.

A member of The House Of Representatives/ Congress being arrested. Scapegoat.

Not forgetting the Wilkins 1961 seemed quite important. Already posted.

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Only three I feel have any relevance in the world, as I doubt Lady Gaga acting like a queen or my attempts to climb in rackety mile high and platforms to reach my bed was news worthy    but they can be quite bizarre... mixed in with the future me... not me now but me that will be... All not relevant to this timeline.

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I was in a holding camp with hundreds of others. My group was in a school surrounded by a large green lawn. Our clothing was old and faded, but not tattered, and we were all thin. Most of the people were adult females; I don't recall seeing children, although our children were often discussed.

We had stashed the few personal odd possession we had in a small hidden cabinet off a dirt path. These consisted primarily of small thin soft covered books, and a couple of boxed up lamps with large bases. We pulled one box out to check on the condition of the lamp. This lamp's base was glass, beautifully painted with a Chinese design. I placed the shade on the lamp, but could not find the finial. An armed guard was coming, so I took the lamp apart and packed it back up in the box and hid it in the cabinet and walked away.

We often talked about escape, and had one planned soon. I was within the school and we found out we were all to be released. One of the women was sobbing, as she did not know how to find her husband. I asked her about her children and she said they were fine and she knew where they were, and I told her to focus on her children and her husband would be found.

The people all seemed dazed and were slow to get into action. Since I was prepared for an escape, I was quick to move. I went to the hidden cabinet to pull out the lamp, however, it was large and bulky and I wasn't sure I wanted to carry it. I encountered a school friend, Patty, and she said she had access to a car and asked if I wanted to ride along and we could pack up our belongings into the large trunk. We planned our route; we were concerned that with the thousands of people released in the state (or country?), the roads and highways would be full of walkers not vehicles and our progress would be slow. So with a quick start we could perhaps stay ahead of the crowds of walkers.

We drove out of the camp but ended up stopping at a university and moving into a dorm. Our possessions now included some canned , and several thick wood sticks about 2 feet long. The wood was vital and our intent was to cut off a slice at a time although I don't recall the purpose...fuel? flavoring for tea? A couple other female friends were now with us in the single dormitory room, and we were trying to be inconspicuous. We could observe the crowds of people from the dorm window, but as we did not want to be seen, we pulled down the black-out drape. We had very little to survive on and did not want to share what we had with the hordes.

Watch the video - this is absolutely amazing

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/2016/07/...into-a-ne/

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My family built or renovated and recently opened a hotel. Guests had arrived and reviews had been good. I was walking around the premises, inspecting the property, and walked up to the roof. I believe there was an enclosed public area with glass
sliding doors that opened onto a gravel terrace, open to the sky. Several people were there, talking with a young adult male in his late teens or early twenties, white, slim, with dark wavy hair. I approached the group and was alarmed to hear he was adamant about committing suicide and wanted everyone to leave him alone. I think he had tried to hang himself before the others came across him and got him down to help him. I talked to him as well and was unable to change his mind or to get him to agree to get help. The other people persuaded me to leave. I was still concerned about the young man and had the sense that as soon as I left he would try to commit suicide again, and I was concerned as well with the reputation of our hotel. Before I had even walked back through the glass door, the man had indeed hung himself.

I was sickened and very upset with myself, thinking that I was responsible as I had talked with him and had not dissuaded him from suicide. As I walked through the hotel I eventually made it to the ground floor and exited the building. The police had already arrived and they quickly removed the body. I was quite distraught and walked to church. Must have been Sunday as I recalled several masses were scheduled that day. Huge crowds of people were exiting the church, and I had difficulty walking through them. The crowds were similar in size to those at a baseball game; thousands of people; mostly white, primarily adults, with a few people in wheelchairs. The church building was like a basketball arena, with thousand of stadium chairs.

I proceeded past the stadium area and entered a room arranged as a classroom. I was carrying an empty plastic container that had previously held pastries; I was determined to drop it into a recycling container, but could not find one so I threw it into the plentiful trash cans (now more guilt!). I proceeded to the next room, and then the next, and realized mass would not be held for awhile, so I exited the building. I was seeking absolution and I wanted to talk to a priest, but could not find one. While outside, I ran into my friend, E., in a beautiful red dress, searching the crowds for someone. As we walked we were joined by our devoutly religious friend, V. After chatting for awhile, I finally broke down and told them what had happened. V. quoted Bible verses, and I told her I had no idea how to interpret what she had said. She said something to the effect that if God could not change the will of the child than how could he expect me to. I felt the burden of guilt leave me.

This morning in prayer I asked questions.

1. Does the word Eagle that showed up in the bot run yesterday have to do with Eagle 1? Answer was a loud NO.
2. Is there good reason for this website and the bot run to exist? Yes because people pray about what they see in the bot run ad dreams.
3. I am still having difficulty seeing the Presidential Election and asked about that. Answer is still not clear.
4. I also asked if Hillary Clinton was the whore of Babylon and I heard, yes. That must be why my Spirit gets all upset when I see her on TV.
5. I keep feeling like I am going to move and this time I saw lots of pine trees.
6. When asking about all the violence that has been happening on our planet since our existence, I once again saw Akhenaten & Horus.
7. The last thing I heard was "we will make a way out for the human race. You won't have to toil much longer than is necessary for your survival." My hands started to tingle when I typed this one.