05 April 2016

No intention set


The setting is what appears to be a HS gymnasium, but there are "luxury" boxes around the periphery. I'm sitting in one of the boxes with a group of women I don't know and a slew of little kids who are running around like crazy. Technically I shouldn't be there because I didn't get a special ticket but somehow I was allowed in and now I'm pretending like I belong there. I look out the windows down to the floor of the gym and see that it's a football field. Two teams are playing on the field. I recognize one team's uniforms as the Seattle Seahawks. I don't recognize the other team's uniforms, which are sparkly gold with deep blue accents. The women are all talking and no one seems to be paying attention to the kids, who are tearing up the place. I listen to the women talk while keeping one eye on the game and another on the wild kids. The women are talking about how they don't care about football, even if it is the Super Bowl, but the tickets were free so here they are. I'm kind of confused. The Super Bowl was in Feb, not April. What was going on here?

About that time, the players on the field leave the field. Must be halftime, I think. The team I don't recognize comes up the bleachers and enters the box. The fronts of their uniforms all have blue lettering identifying them as "Air Force." I had no idea that the AF had a pro football team. They're not big guys, really, they're kind of scrawny. The Seahawks will wipe up the field with them. They file through the box and exit through another door without saying a word.

Something happens to one of the kids and he starts screaming. I wait to see if any of the women respond but no, they don't. I hustle over to the kid, who is lying on the floor, screaming. He's about 6 or 7, naked, and covered with blood. Other kids are standing around, looking at him but not saying anything. I kneel down next to the kid. I don't see where he's bleeding from and what the heck happened to his clothes? I ask the other kids what happened but no one answers me. I ask what happened to the kid's clothes and one boy tells me he-the screaming kid-took them off. I scoop up the screaming kid and carry him to the women. Whose kid is this? I ask loudly to be heard over their incessant chatter. They all stop talking and look at me. One woman vaults to her feet and says, That's my son! She takes him from me and announces she's going to take the kid to the ER. She tells me to watch her other son. Wait. What? I say. I'm not a babysitter and I don't even know which kid is yours! But she ignores me and heads out the door, followed by the other women. I'm left in a room with a bunch of kids I don't know. They eye me, then explode into motion. Some of them manage to get out of the room and I tear off after them. I catch up to one kid and grab him by the arm. He looks at me, his expression all smug, and tells me he doesn't have to do what I say and that if I don't let him go I'll get in big trouble because he'll call 911 and report me for abusing him. I get down on one knee, look him in the eye, and tell him to go ahead, call 911 because I'd be more than happy to turn him over to the cops because his mother abandoned him. A bunch of the kids come up and circle us. They're completely silent, and I realize they're sizing me up for something. I glance around, then turn my attention back to the kid. Careful, I tell him, my tone serious. I'm not like your mothers and I will defend myself if you lot try anything. Is that understood? He looks at me, cocks his head, and gives me a little smile, saying, there's more of us than there is of you. I don't smile back and just say, Try it, you little shit, and see what happens.

Almost forgot: A friend of mine, a practicing medium, walked through the box as I knelt over the bleeding kid. She stopped long enough to say, Are we having fun yet? Then she continued on her way out of the box.



While this wasn't an intentional P1 dream, it seemed to have overlaps with other intended dreams.

I was at a large new gym. Lots of grey color tones, mostly glass, stone, concrete and metal decor.  I am getting a tour both on the main level and of the basement.   The person trying to sell me a membership tells me about their excellent child care program and that it is free.  I think that would be a nice perk if I needed it, which I don’t.  I wander a bit on my own in the basement, looking  for something.  Where is the person “really” in charge.  Are they hiding?  Watching me? I look at the locker rooms, no warmth.  Sleek, grey and high end. I walk down the hall. The lady in charge makes an appearance.  She silently wonders about me, what do I really want?  We have a brief discussion,  How much more to her is there than meets the eye. She tells me a bit more about the gym. Wants to know more about what my desires are for a gym.  I don’t want to tell her too much information.  I am vague.  We part ways.

I want to view the grounds out  back and find myself making my way outside.  As I step outside I am amazed.  It is stunningly beautiful and unexpected. I am surrounded by mountains with light snowcaps, green trees and bushes,  It is an overcast day, grey.  There is a slight chill in the air.  In front of me, a 100 meters from the gym back door is  what appears to be  a fresh water lake.  It forms a horseshoe  shape in the base of the surrounding mountains.  There is a walking area to the right, a stone and wood pathway and a dark grey wooden floating pier in the center of the water, a simple  floating pier without any rails,  wide enough for 2 people to walk side by side.  I walk toward the tiny pier and turn back to glance at the gym.  The Gym looks more like a lodge or resort.  There are big glass windows that view the majestic scenery.  How did I miss this before  when I  was inside?  Oh yea, I came up and out through the basement,  It is stunning here!  Simply stunning!  I glance back to the water and wish it was warmer so I could swim.  I then notice 2 people swimming off in the distance.  If they are swimming perhaps it isn’t as cold as it looks.  I walk down to the end of the floating pier and realize the swimmers are actually orcas and this is an ocean bay.  It reminds me of Glacier Bay, but more private.  I must be in Alaska.  I am then remote viewing myself diving into the water and swimming towards the orcas.  As I swim to them I sense there is more… They wait for me and communicate with each other. I also communicate with them in their orca language of clicks and calls, though it is different.  The lead Orca is shocked at what he hears and begins to cry in excitement.  I am singing/speaking a dialect of orca he hasn’t heard for years.  It is from the "south" and he rejoices.  I am not sure how, but I feel I might be turning into a mermaid, a mermaid who is not colorful, but more like a cross of a Beluga whale or dolphin  and  “energy”.

Thoughts.
I am aware that gym has been in recent dreams.  A few days ago I read about Sea World changing the way it will handle their Orcas.  While this may be day residue, I believe there was more to it that just residue.  An interesting overlap of sorts to what others are dreaming?  Maybe.  I am not sure about the strong grey theme but the it was prominent throughout the dream. This is the first dream I have truly remembered for quite some time.  I loved the end and felt it to be a powerful message.

I don't know if this story satisfies any bot run lingo but the potential fallout could be huge.

http://www.vox.com/2016/4/3/11356326/panama-papers

https://panamapapers.icij.org


It seems this story affects quite a few countries because I've seen stories from Iceland, the UK, Russia, China, and India so far.


https://www.yahoo.com/news/big-china-pre...48101.html

http://www.theguardian.com/news/series/panama-papers

http://thehackernews.com/2016/04/panama-...ption.html

Lots of denials going on, lots of calls for investigations. Remains to be seen what actions will be taken. Suspect this is but the tip of the iceberg.

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Waning: other information baby catch moon random dancing ask mirror kiss meet incredible period hey kill dress recognize call aliens neck wed forget phone saving wow elevator log march stories assorted

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04/04/2016 AM
No intent
Mood: calm and relaxed

I am sitting at an outdoor café enjoying the sunshine.

I overhear someone talking and they are saying “You really can buy “ANY THING” you want from K-street and Wall Street. They have more available than was ever found at Alice’s restaurant. Life and death doesn’t matter.”

https://youtu.be/zPx2t7xoF1k


I know it is about the Vietnam war but, think politics as being played out now.

This is the second time I've had this same dream, same scene, in a week.

I am standing looking out across a landscape of pure white snow, mounds of cold snow. In the middle of the scene is a piece of gym equipment.

Trending: assorted stories incredible log call phone soul called normal disappeared owl kid aliens cheating fill states sun sky clear other know inside leaves sure plate faint meant friend saving very pleasant covering dollar full forget wings super mind occurred van
Waning: lake must experience thank book nose wave twelve mirror crazy band party basketball snake lots river march bus odyssey class spring female hundred showing wed rocket request demons terrifying funny

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P1 assignment to incubate for the botrun of 4/2/16.

I only got snippets that I remember.
I am taking my grandchildren to an amusement park. It felt like Disneyworld but
I've never been there so cannot confirm if it was there or Disneyland in California where I live now or another one overseas. It was hard to tell (are they all alike?). I saw castle's and turrets (towers?), halls of mirrors, flying things remote controlled among the rides.
I heard so many children laughing with joy.
Everything went black.
Next thing I remember is lines of children needing help, protection, guidance.

When I woke up I felt an 'urgency' as though it was imminent and critical.
Also the innocence of the children were violated.

Metaphor alert- everything went black might be parts I cannot recall of the dream. or
going into a void layer of the dream, or actual blackout. It's fuzzy so will incubate further
for more details.

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Waning: talk mouth shared awareness astral party energy warm worry medieval there dreams calling joy interesting dead awesome dreamed ship dining attempt remove when hours march thanks glad wow ceremony intruder

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Last year, I went camping in the way out west boonies of west Texas with the hubster and a friend. This was an assigned camping trip-I don't camp without a reason-and we had to be in place by the last blood moon. So we're out beyond the middle of nowhere, two hours from a phone signal and a source of water or bathroom and four hours from anything resembling a town.

The day after we set up camp, the spouse decided he was going to go for a hike, to climb a nearby hill. It was hot and there was no shade, so he put on his hat, loaded up with water and a few sandwiches, and headed out. While the terrain wasn't completely flat, I would be able to see him except for the few times the land dropped down, so I wasn't concerned. If anything happened, I would know. When he left, I checked my watch. It was approximately 1315.

He climbed to the top of the hill and I could see him moving around up there because he was wearing a bright blue ball cap, the only color in the brown landscape. I busied myself with those never-ending camp duties, stopping now and then to check on his whereabouts. After a while, I saw him begin to descend the hill. By now the temperature had to be in the nineties and there was a dry wind blowing so I knew he would be hot and tired when he returned to the camp. Checking my watch again, it was now 1430.

I went to the little enclosure we'd set up as a bathroom facility and when I came out, I checked on the spouse's progress. He was nowhere to be seen. I wasn't concerned, thinking he was behind one of the low hills between us and went back up to the picnic table to put a bottle of water in the cooler, where it would chill. After a few minutes, I checked the area again. Still no sign of the spouse. Okay, he probably took the long way back, skirting around the hill instead of climbing over it.

After another half hour by my watch, there was still no sign of the spouse. We had brought our binoculars with us so I hauled them out and scanned the area. No sign of that bright blue ball cap. The hill wasn't so big that it would have taken him over a half hour to circumnavigate it. I parked my tush on the picnic table and continued to scan the area.

An hour passed. Still no sign of the spouse. My friend came up to the table and asked if the spouse was back yet. I told her no and that I hadn't seen him in some time. She looked around and commented that we should be able to see him. I know, I told her. She asked if I'd tracked him yet. I said I was just getting ready to do that. I dropped down into the flow of the energy and found him right away. He was lying on the ground, as if asleep. It didn't feel like anything was wrong, even though I had no idea why he would be lying on the ground. I told my friend what I saw. We discussed the situation. It was now 1630 and we decided we'd give him until 1800 to get back to the campsite. If he wasn't back by then, we would still have enough time to search for him before dark.

I sat on the picnic table and waited. My friend went back to her tent. Everything was quiet, except for the sound of the wind in the bushes, which gave me time to think and drop right into the "what if?" fear. I dropped back into the energy to see if anything had changed. Nope, he was still lying on the ground. What if he'd been bitten by a rattler? Maybe I should head out now and go looking for him.

A small voice whispered in my head that he was fine, that it was necessary to take him so healing could be performed on him. Take him? Did that mean he was dead? If I hadn't panicked before, I was panicking now. The soft voice assured me he was fine and when the healing work was finished, he would be returned.

I decided I needed to meditate before I worst-case-scenarioed myself into a full-blown panic attack(I joke my super power is imagining the worst case scenario, no matter what). When I finished meditating, I looked up and there was spouse, coming down the hill. It was now 1730. In addition, he was now coming down a way he hadn't been coming down when I lost sight of him. When he reached the campsite, his face was red and his shirt was soaked with perspiration. I quickly made up an emergency electrolyte solution and insisted he chug it down. He did. Then he asked what was going on. By now, my friend had joined us and we told him he'd been gone for over four hours. He didn't believe us. As far as he was concerned, he'd only been gone an hour. We told him to look at the sun. That's when he realized that somehow he lost three hours. He's a pretty laid back guy so all he could say was "Whoa."

I don't know where he went or where he was taken. But wherever he went, it took three hours. And after an incident with my friend losing over an hour and ending up having to figure out where she was to get back to camp, we made sure there was at least one person at the campsite at all times. It seemed to be the one temporally stable place in the area.