Not sure what this was, but it was out of the norm, and completely inexplicable, so I'll post it here.

This happened in the fall of 2012, in my house. I remember it clearly as far as timing, as one of our goldens had just been brought home from the emergency vet after a multiple tumor removal. My boyfriend and I were sitting in the living room with the two dogs and one of our cats, trying to keep it quiet and watch tv. I think my BF was dozing, I was completely awake. All of a sudden, there was what sounded like an explosion right in front of us, between where we were sitting and the tv. It was like a bomb blast, that loud. We both looked at each other, both dogs got up and looked around confused, and the cat took off towards the bedroom to hide.

Now here's the really weird part. There is a back hallway to the extra bedrooms that runs behind the living room tv. Our other cat, who is afraid of all things out of the ordinary, was in the back bedroom. When I went to check on her, she was sleeping on the futon like she had heard nothing. That would be totally impossible.

My boyfriend went outside to see if it was something one of our neighbors was doing. Our next door neighbor was on her back porch reading a book. (this was on the same side of the house as our extra bedrooms). He asked her if she had heard anything, and she looked at him funny and told him no, she had heard nothing.

So, two adults, two dogs, and one cat heard a HUGE explosion, yet beyond the confines of the living room, no one had heard anything at all.

I am driving in my car, going to a meeting in Sarasota. I get to a side street to park, and there is snow everywhere, real hard like it's iced over. It looks like at least a foot. I find an open space, and struggle to get the car over the chunky ice/snow and park.

Thoughts: Probably mostly day residue, as I was on a trip to Chicago, and then Minnesota. BUT, it did snow once here in '78 or '79 I'm told, so I thought I should post. With the weather as wacky as it has been lately, who knows?! And, this is the first remembered dream in a while!

HAD A DREAM LAST NIGHT (1/8/16) WHERE THE ONLY THING I REMEMBERED WAS THAT SOMEONE IN BALTIMORE WON THE LOTTERY?  I QUESTION THIS STATEMENT ONLY BECAUSE I FELT THAT THIS PERSON WAS NOT THE ONLY WINNER, BUT THAT IS NOT HOW THE DREAM APPEARED.

GOOD LUCK BALTIMORE!

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I literally just woke up (6:30am MT) and heard the word "Deglobalization" in my head. No recollection of a dream connected to it. Just in a deep sleep, rolled over, and heard the word. No idea of why I dreamed/heard it, but it felt as if it was a bad thing... A warning.

I looked up the definition on Wikipedia here:
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deglobalization

Thoughts anyone?

9th January 2016

It was new years eve and i and many others were sitting at a round table. Family members and the schoolfriends name Raphael Wenger was a theme.
I ordered more to eat, the waiter brought a lot of food for everybody. There were personal plates and also some of which everybody seemed to be able to eat in the centre of the Table. 

Another theme was Putins wife who was celebrating New Years Eve in Belgrad, Serbia. There was a picture of 2 women hosting the Party in Belgrad. And there was before also a good new years eve party in Belgrad. 

Associations:

I have sent pumpkin seeds to Christian Wenger. And they should arrive today. I have also sent New Years wishes to Raphael Wenger, who is not a relative to Christian. 
And yesterday I went to a concert in the Basler Markthalle, where 2 people work, who once have invited me to the new years eve party 2013-2014. 
But i did not go then, because it was my first New Years eve party in Liberty in 6 Years and I thought I should celebrate with my sister. What I did. 
The people from the Markthalle invited me and my mother, and my mother said that she maybe will not go the party because she will maybe have a concert in Belgrad for new years eve, what then she did not have. But she also did not go to the party.

8th January 2016

1st Dream

I dreamt of a Man on a Train. Caucasia was a Name there. 

2nd Dream

3 Men were riding bikes on a asphalted way in the woods. It was dark. Then one man could not drive on because his front wheel had a flat tire. So he could not drive on. 

Associations:

The night before the dream I watched a part of a french documentary about Charles Aznavour, who is an ethnic Armenian.
Armenia is in the Caucasus. Then I travel a lot with trains, because i live in the Countryside close to Liestal and work in Basel. 

And on the 8th of June 2015, exactly 7 Calendarmonths before the dream I had a flat tire, too.

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This was a dream on par with the alien sphere dream. I'm in some sort of lab that has a small professional staff except what appears to be the head dude, a tall, fat, bald dude. Later I find out in the dream that the place is officially called a psychiatric unit, and this guy is the only psychiatrist. Strangely, I'm the intern in this place, which appears to be the only day residue in the dream. None of the people in this unit match anywhere remotely with the people I work with today.

So in the unit, there's this is big machine that only special people stand under. Appearance-wise, it looks like an airport scanner except the filming mechanism sits above the person's head as they stand there under the contraption. I remember that some song was playing while people stood under the device, but can't remember which one.

With someone standing there, the machine casts a bright light onto the person, and the person begins to turn yellow at the head, and then slowly the rest of the body will turn yellow. The person appears frozen, and then they disappear.

Change of scene...I am suddenly on a beach for one reason: to witness the teleportation. I turn around, and strangely I see the same device on the beach! People are wondering what the heck it is, and I have to admit that still don't really know. However, I do know enough that people shouldn't be standing under it. A couple of people do just that, and I stand there wondering if something will happen to them. Nothing does.

A man is walking toward the machine. He seems to be turning yellow. Clearly he's the person who originally came here on this mission from the lab. Although he wasn't any taller than the rest of the crowd and he looked very human, the crowd, including me, assumed him to be a special being. He appears to be running out of time. He walks faster. The crowd is parting for him. He quickly gets under the device and booom....disappears.

In the dream I felt like I was getting some serious knowledge about how the special beings were traveling through time/space. In witnessing this account, I know he was sent back in time, but I don't have any idea where or when I was. I remember that later on the beach, a really bizarre looking man was exclaiming that this wasn't psychiatry, "This can't be psychiatry because ya'll don't have a psychiatrist." The tall fat bald man was deeply offended. He said, "I'm the psychiatrist." 

Day residue: Obviously being an intern was residue, but I don't work with anyone tall nor bald, and there isn't a psychiatrist at the center. No other residue that I can tell.