A friend was visiting my apartment and we were talking about our hobbies. I was hiding from my husband that my friend was still over and talking to me, we were chatting in the kitchen. We were trying to collaborate on pitching in paying for something. I kept hugging my friend and then realized we still needed to exchange phone numbers. So I wrote down my phone number for him on paper, I thought it looked odd, but then I knew I was "right" 

673 was the area code for it.

Having not slept good yesterday, I really slept hard last night (almost 12 hours). I had a number of memorable dreams, but this one really stood out, it was so 'realistic'.

I was in Buckingham Palace in Britain. Queen Elizabeth was there, so was Prince William and Princess Catherine (Kate Middleton). They were in a rather-elaborate room that seemed to be in wood-decor of old, but beautiful design. There was something in the middle of the floor (a statue, or other monument? Maybe just furniture).  The air was very tense, and all were dressed quite-well. Bags were packed and sitting on the floor. Catherine was demanding that a servant 'bring her the baby' in a stern voice. Crowds had gathered outside and were in full protest (it made me think of the embassy protests outside of the Vietnamese Saigon Embassy in 1975 before it fell).

Queen Elizabeth was telling Catherine to 'calm down, we will have time'! (also in a stern voice) Catherine was crude and direct back to her telling her 'don't tell me to calm down, this is your fault, and now we will lose everything because you couldn't..." (it faded off, and I couldn't hear it all). Prince William approaches Catherine and tries to 'calm down, don't be so crass to his grandmother', and she totally blows him off - telling him 'you are too simple to understand what is about to happen, they are about to break in and kill us all!' It was at this moment that I realized, this was a revisiting of the French Revolution With Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette. The British were in absolute revolt and were storming the Palace for national collapse and corruption they blamed on the Royal Family.

This was accurate, and in the modern era as to what I could see. The clothes were on-period for now, but I don't think the baby was Prince George. It was either yet another male child, or possibly Princess Charlotte (but I felt that the child was male, not female). The child was small (under 2) though.

Afterwards, I felt that this was one moment being shown of the repercussions of either a great scandal or an economic collapse that is coming. It felt so real, I'm not sure what the catalyst for it was though.

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Start of Dream: I am in Buckingham Palace attending a tea in a private apartment. There are about 8 people in the group. Outside the windows I can see a garden, looks like spring time.

I am concerned about the floors being clean so I find a swifter mop and am trying to replace the pad on it.  I get it part of the way on and start cleaning the floors. The pad slips off because I can't quite get it on correctly. A woman walks up to me asking, what are you doing? I said, well last light people were here drinking wine and they may have spilled a bit on the floor, you may not see it but it's best to clean anyway. She smiled and said ok then.  I continue trying to get a clean pad on the mop.

I hear people outside the room in the hallway arguing. I can't make out everything they are saying. I  wonder if it's Queen Elizabeth and if I will see her while I'm here. The voices came closer to the door and I hear, "the Americans are here so you need to be nice to them". Then I see a family consisting of mother, father and 3 or 4 adult children walk into the room. It was not the Queen, so while I was not surprised, I was disappointed.

They walk into the room and start mingling with everyone. I look at the people and they don't quite look normal on a Spiritual level. One of them, a young woman, starts talking with me trying to engage me in conversation. I tell her I would like to go for a walk around the palace but, I don't want to get lost. She smiled and said then, you should not go. I don't like this women so I moved on to another person to talk with.

I walk over to a man that is lounging on a couch. I know he is a writer and I asked him what is it like living here? He said it's great living here. I said, I am curious about your living area and asked him if he had a suite of rooms and he said yes, he has a sitting room, bath and bedroom. I told him I would like to go for a walk outside, but don't want to get lost. He said, you won't get lost if you stay near here. Someone is always outside that can show you how to get back. He was very nice.

I walk outside and see beautiful gardens all around me. I see Princess Diana and she is sitting on a bench inside of huge cage in the middle of the garden.  She then gets up and starts pacing looking out of the gate like she is waiting for someone. Then someone walks into the area and she asks, "did you speak with him".  

I didn't hear anything after that comment because I was too wrapped up in my own thoughts. I am confused as to what the year is. Am I actually in the 1980's or present time 2016? Or am I only seeing  memory residue in the garden? End of Dream

Afterthoughts: No day residue. I am confused and don't understand why I've been dreaming about the British.

23 & 24 Mar 2016
No intention set either day


The dreams on both nights had the same theme and some of the same details, even as the overall dreams were quite different. I'm going to give a synopsis, covering those parts that stood out for me, rather than a detailed recounting of both dreams because that would be an epic novel, even for me.

First dream: I was in a small town that seemed to be stuck in the late 1940's/early 1950's. Everything was in sepia tones, like old photographs. It was a stereotypical small town, complete with drugstore, movie theater with a large marquee, black cars parked alongside the main street, and people walking along the sidewalks. I saw a group of men in suits talking and even though I wasn't nearby, I could hear what they were saying. They were discussing how to get people to come to the town again, now that the main highway had been built some distance away. I approached them and told them they might want to rethink bringing attention to their town because right now the invaders hadn't found them. They wanted to know about these invaders and I told them they're not what they seem, that they're really government people disguised as invaders, that it was a way for the government to gain complete control over people. They discussed this for a few minutes, with some saying they didn't know me and didn't know if I was telling the truth, and others saying that if what I said was true then they needed to close the borders of their town so they weren't seen at all. Then I was standing by a river that ran through the town. The water was very clear and I could see the bottom. The river flowed from a spring in the town. People were swimming and playing in the river. I thought well, at least they have a source of water. Then I left the town and returned to the real world. Everything was brown and dry, with big houses in varying stages of disrepair scattered across the landscape. I thought damn, it was way worse than before I went to the town. I saw a small aircraft heading in my direction but knew it wasn't after me.

2) I'm in a house with two other people, a husband and wife. This is a special house, one that's designed to withstand everything up to a nuclear blast, yet look like a regular house. I'm explaining the systems to the couple so they'll be able to lock down the house as needed if I'm not around. I show them how to close the front entrance, which is a barred gate that locks into the walls of the house and between the bars are small flames. No, it's not designed to prevent access, I explain, it's designed to buy time as intruders break it down. It's the next two doors that will keep them out. I demonstrate how two vault-like doors roll across the opening, telling them not even RPGs will blow through those doors. Then I demonstrate the shutters that cover the windows. Once those are down, I tell them, the aliens won't be able to get in no matter what they try. But I didn't anticipate the aliens tricking the couple into opening the door and allowing the aliens access. I watch from the shadows as a unit of suited aliens wearing helmets with mirrored visors sweeps through the house, looking for anyone else. They don't see me, don't sense me, and none of their equipment picks up my presence. As one alien walks by me, I suddenly realize they aren't aliens at all, they're government troops. I slip outside as the aliens/troops load the couple into the back of an aircraft that resembles what one might think is a spaceship. It takes off and joins other aircraft flying overhead. I watch, wondering why the government was going to such lengths to make people believe we'd been invaded by aliens.

Then the dream jumps to several years in the future. I'm in a crowd of people, all dressed in baggy shifts made out of what looks like emergency blankets. They're in a camp of some sort, yet they don't seem to notice this. They've adjusted to whatever's been done to them and now they carry on like it's a small town. No one notices me as I wander around, watching them go about everyday business-trading back and forth for limited items, "dating" between couples, playing games-and seemingly unaware of the suited so-called aliens, all armed with rifles of some sort, watching from walkways overhead. I wonder if they know I'm there and hear a voice say no, you are hidden from them for now. But soon you will be required to come from the shadows. Oh yay, I say.

I know, I know, even for synopses, these have details.

Two nights, two seemingly different dreams, yet both having to do with so-called "invasions by aliens" who were really government tools. The feel it was all a "wag the dog" scenario with the purpose of enslaving the people. Knowing the troops were looking for me and people like me but we were hidden until it was time for us to step out of the shadows and take action. And over everything was the feel that whatever was happening wasn't that far in the future.

And I'd love to have that house.

Has anyone seen this? It is dated January 2016.
I raised an eyebrow on reading this information. I didn't watch much of the video, just portions and start at 4:45 min to avoid the beginning ads.
Its getting late (and my bed calls me).
However, I find it compelling to look at what is said here as it paints a history of CERN, that I'm not sure the average public joe knows about.
It is certainly food for thought.
and p.s.
this article talks about CERN being the worlds' largest bandwidth user and I wonder if
it has anything to do with the latest burps on downloading NDC site *lol

http://fktv.is/cern-dangers-revealed-pap...rell-27539


oh and P.S.
after watching this and reading I am beginning to think our child-like speaker CHANI is A. I.

Folks, I have bad news. Dreambot just wasn't able to do it's mission today, but it wasn't the bot's fault. Something is going on with just a couple of dream sites that I can't identify. I've been through this many times with Grady at nostracodeus.com and he can't figure out why the bot refuses to read certain pages at certain times. I has to be with the way the pages are temporarily coded. Oh well. As long as this doesn't continue in the coming days, there must be a reason why it happened today.

There were only three words today with positive surge scores. They were:

Days
Taylor
Blood


That's it! That is today's run. Everyone enjoy your weekend.

Strange dream last night. I was so overly tired from yesterday (telemarketers woke me up after only 5 hours sleep and I couldn't go back to bed), that last night when I did get to sleep early, I slept HARD. No real mental baggage except being so tired.

I dream I am at some kind of pep-talk rally, which reminded me of a few frat parties from college so long ago. A bunch of people, gathered around listening to someone talk. It was a beautiful girl, wearing a cheerleader uniform, but she's standing on the porch of a split-level two story house that half the upper roof has been 'removed'. As she speaks (I'm more looking at, and inspecting the missing house roof section), I notice that the upper joists are HUGE, they look like 2x12" beams, and they are singed slightly, like there was a fire. The debris of whatever had happened was all cleaned up, and at first I thought 'house fire', but I got the impression that this rally was related to the house's damaged roof.

It turns out that the girl seemed to be my girlfriend, as we were very amicable to each other. She tolerated me working on the car, which I remembered thinking 'wasn't that good of a car, anyhow", that 'I had a much nicer one like this before it ended'. I then woke up to the thought, 'the damage to the house roof came from above, and the house is in the North, because the roof joists were so large - it was for snow-loading in the winter.

I was lugging a large heavy load of white stock paper around a town or campus; up steps, down walkways, constantly rebalancing the load as the paper kept slipping away. The weather was comfortable, seemed like spring as no one was wearing coats. I finally met up with a female friend of mine; I was to present at her business meeting or committee, and she led the way there. The meeting was in a large conference room, a dozen or two professionally dressed adults were there, all socializing. All the chairs were taken around the square arrangement of tables. No one helped me find a chair. I looked around, a seated male had his arm leaning against an adjacent empty wood chair. He was talking on his cell phone so I gestured whether I could take the empty chair he was leaning on, and I started to pull it away. He seemed annoyed with me. The chair actually had 2 seats melded together. I dragged the chair to the corner of the arranged tables. The members were all quite loud talking to each other and on their cell phones. I pulled out my laptop and tried to google the subject matter of my speech, "Greek" and "oompah", as I was not prepared. (By the way, I am not Greek.) I could not read the text on the computer. Everything was very small and fuzzy and I was unable to enlarge it. So I pulled out my smartphone and attempted the same search. Again, text was fuzzy and unreadable. So I decided to use the smartphone microphone and verbally do the search. When I did that, the content of the phone and my verbal instructions were casted to the large video screens positioned around the room, and my voice blasted out. That briefly paused the conversations, then they resumed. I stooped down to pick up my materials, and a toddler boy dressed only in a diaper was there, and he started to pee into my beverage cup. I yelled at him: "Stop!" and once again the conversations paused and everyone looked at me in anger and dismay. I scooped up all my material and left the room. A library was down the hall and I went there to research "Greek" and "oompah". A classroom of mentally challenged children was also there and I had arrangements with their teacher to lead an activity for them. I clumsily wrapped my very large clear glass pumpkin in paper and tape (the pumpkin was still rather visible underneath) and wrote "7 earthquakes" on it. The teacher told me it had been a long day so not to worry about how it was wrapped. I started to hide the earthquake pumpkin for the children to find, but they came out of the classroom as I was working. I went ahead and hid the pumpkin while they were milling about, and then talked to them about the game we were going to play, to find the 7 earthquakes.

A very bizarre dream, some of images were probably day residue (stock paper, balancing items in my arms, Big Fat Greek Wedding 2 trailer on the news).

I had two dreams last night that were quite troubling, because I'm not sure what prompted them or their source in terms of who or what sent them. To say they are conflicting, and against the status-quo is quite obvious.


1.  I dream I am sitting, looking out through a window. I only see me in 2nd person looking out the window, I can't see what I am looking at, but I look intense, focused (I see this from a 45-degree angle, so I can't see out the window, but I watch my own body language as the 'me' in the chair is looking.  At this moment, I hear what sounds like a conference room of 6-10 people, and from all the murmur, I hear one distinct voice say, 'THERE WILL BE NO WAR, no matter how much it is sought'. I heard this and instantly thought, 'they are discussing the global war that the world's leaders seek'.  It is as if someone shut a door on me, so I could hear no more, and the dream vanished.

2.  I dream that I see the sea foam of hazy dream fog, and as it starts to clear, I see a 'V' in old Greek style font. It is a large 'V', but the serifs on the letter look Greek or Roman, as you would see on sculptures of the classical age. I think, 'oh, you mean 5', and extend the thought to 'what, 5 months, 5 years?' And almost like an intentional reply, another letter is formed beside it instantly. It is an 'S'. I now see it for what it is, 'VS' (which is the way many Greek classical writings would depict 'US', using a V for a U). I then see a red line drawn diagonally through them from top left to bottom right, and a simple thought - 'The US will be no more, and the world will be ravaged', but it is not done yet. Then, it all disappeared.

From both, I take it that while there will be no 'World War', but that destruction will come on the earth soon. I would then assume it will be either natural (plague, asteroid, meteor, etc.) before 'the powers that be' can kick off their next great war.

That's my take on it, anyhow. I seldom get as many answers as I asked in these two dreams, anyhow.