12/20/2015 AM
Mood: confused
location: inside my own head
No intent but, I did read the postings about numbers and their meanings last night.

I was trying to figure how my recent birthday would change my numbers on my personal chart. Is this going to be a good or bad year for me? I kept trying to add up the numbers in my head. I kept forgetting the sums of the previous addition calculations and I kept losing my place. I finally started using my fingers but I still kept miscalculating. I kept getting wrong numbers and I was aware the numbers were wrong but I kept trying. I kept coming up with 11! It was very important that I get the right numbers as I needed to know what to expect. Then I realized that even if I did get the correct numbers I would not know what they meant or how to interpret them. I just kept trying.


Comments:
I know I have a calculating mind (as in numbers are easy for me).
Years ago I did do my own charts as part of my research of mystical things. I have forgotten most of what I learned. I would have to find the books again.
I know there is power in numbers.
I need a better numerologist!

20th December 2015
Today i dreamt of a bag full of pumpkin seeds. And the name of the woman i like was also a theme 

Interpretation and dreamwork:
I work at a pumpkinseeds firm. And i came back of a trip early to work at the firm.  Today I gave on the current pumpkinseeds catalogue to the woman in whos room i live in. She is a farmer. I also gave on the catalogue to a farmer from who i buy milk, eggs and applejui

Note: If you're just reading this for the first time, you need to be aware that this Red Alert already came to pass. Scroll down or click this link to see how it came true: http://nationaldreamcenter.com/forum18/T...9#pid21109

Original Post:

i sought clarification of yesterdays dream.
I saw an adidas soccer sock. just one. black with three white rings at the top.
just standing there by itself in a white background.

12.20.15 5:00am - 7:50am

Start of Dream. I am in a department store having fun using a small barcode scanner. A man asked me about the scanner and we talked for a few minutes about it.

He then asked, “Do you know the reason why America is not confronting Russia”. I said, “No, I don't”. He said, “It is because America wants what Russia has in the Arctic. Do you know what they have that America wants?” I said, “No, I don’t know anything about Russian & American affairs”. He smiled and walked away. End of Dream

Afterthoughts: I loved the barcode scanner. I liked the man I was talking with simply because he is so good at what he does. He could "see" my Spirit and knew I answered truthfully.

Well, Eagle1, you are in my dreams again. *L* In the first scene, you look like yourself and in the second, more like Elvis Presley.

12/19/15 About 11:30 PM CST
Intent: Tell me something about today's bot run. 'christmas' and 'apocalypse' on my mind.
I was myself in this dream, not an observer.

In scene 1, I am standing in front of a wall of large sheets of paper - news articles, pictures, and what looked a lot like a copy of one of Eric Leigh-Pink's blog posts - all of which were greatly enlarged to read easily. It was Eric's post that I was looking at that was giving locations (plural) of an anticipated natural event using numbers. The numbers were on a very blurred map so I didn't catch the locations of those except one was in the North Atlantic area (21) and the other about where I was (32) - mid-eastern side of South America - 32 being the most significant one because the post read something like, "Someone called somewhere to report number 32." That line created a 'light bulb moment' and I rushed to the back of the room to tell Eagle1 about it. There were a few other people in the room, as well, all trying to investigate and come up with an answer about what the upcoming event was going to be and where. There was no doubt that there was to be an event. Eagle1 was sitting in a chair at the back of the room facing the wall, hunched over and picking away at a small electronic tablet.

In scene 2 there was a very loud and intense thundering sound that sounded more like metal trash can lids being smashed together. I find myself in a large covered outdoor conference hall with white stuccoed walls. The conference was over but there were still a few people about the room. The scene was of empty chairs and tables and a large coffee urn on a table that had been used for a buffet. The carpet was a reddish brown. We all turned to look up and out through the open space of the outdoor room at the sky. There we saw a large circular roiling cloud hovering ominously in the sky and around it danced a couple of different kinds of clouds, or were they clouds? These clouds were more like cloud objects of bright pink and green light flying around in a circle 8 pattern leaving cloud trails behind them - something like fireworks only much less defined. They reminded me of the cloud lights that are seen hovering in the sky before an earthquake - and they were giving off a whirring crackly sound as they moved.

I turned knowing I had to get out of the building and saw Eagle1 (looking like Elvis Presley) stand up from his chair after talking to someone and I went over to him. The way we greeted each other seemed like we didn't know the other was at the conference. All of a sudden a great wall of water gushed into the room. The water tank above the hotel has burst. We quickly left looking for shelter. Now we are walking uphill down a street in a more industrial area. It felt like we were in a town where Spanish was spoken. It wasn't Mexico but felt more like somewhere in South America. Further up the hill we saw a beautiful, tall skinny church engulfed in flames. A woman we couldn't see shouted, "Don't go into the church, It's on fire!". That was pretty obvious. The voice seemed to come from the church itself.

We're still walking quickly up the street and stopped at a house where a man and woman were sitting on a small porch with a big box of apples. Eagle1 started to ask the couple where we could find shelter when the man reached out and grabbed Eagle1, dragged him half onto the porch and began beating him on the head with a wooden stick. Another man appeared with the intent to help Eagle1 when the dream ended.

As a side note, the sky was sunny, it wasn't raining, there was no wind and the ground wasn't shaking but it was important to find a safe place even though the feeling was that it had to be real safe or we'd be trapped. No building that we saw had the feeling that it was safe - the single level white stuccoed manufacturing building with the big air conditioner that we had passed or the other big dark grey stuccoed hotel further up on the hill. 3 plus 5 (2132) = 8.

Upon waking, the first thing I thought was 'day residue' from what I had read on the web this day even though I believe all dreams are made up of day residue that is used to convey messages because day residue is the most recent memories that the brain can use for that purpose.

This is Eric's latest post - http://worldwidepredictions.com/2015/12/...-12-19-15/

Trending: ink winter fri ghost complete christmas class indicated past flying adventure possible heres team apocalypse jesus city breathe novice streets army detail vivid doing employee manage shown sadly whenever gold bathroom basic kid game batman yeah upset shock drunk grabbed
Waning: days table pink idea than escape true window scary plane form support sure visual october arm sit further sun meet request wants death music garden although boss becoming thank remove cousin persistent odyssey sweet ring

<----- DISCUSSION ----->
Although the top word has a surge of over 100 points, it doesn’t qualify for a Red Alert because it lacks clear support in the run below it. However, this is a run to behold, certainly not one to ignore. To begin with, I almost want to see INK as a metaphor for a contract (i.e., the contract is written in ink....it's finished, final, all set). That's why the rest of the run doesn't look appealing at all. Remember that about this time, most dreamers should be giddy, happily shopping for their loved ones. I was at the mall last night, but not shopping. The point is that everyone seemed to be in the Christmas spirit. They were excited, just like any other year. They were happily shopping and smiling ear to ear.

But the collective unconscious appears to be aware of something else! Look at this amazing run....


ink winter fri ghost complete Christmas class indicated past: Indicates the possible timeframe for the rest of the lingo (in the winter but after Christmas is complete)
Flying adventure: continued movement meme; people flying around or moving around or migrating
heres team apocalypse jesus: Self explanatory
city breathe novice streets army detail vivid: Young army personnel (novices) being used for the martial law in the streets.
batman yeah upset shock drunk grabbed: The hero gives up, depressed, now impotent.
arm sit further: gun control continues unabated, personal arms harder to get
sun meet request wants death: The sun ‘dies’ on December 22nd when it reaches it’s lowest point, only to 'rebirth' three days later on December 25th. Christmas is a very astrological metaphor, as are most of the big traditional holidays. The collective unconscious appears to be very in tune with this phenomenon, which confirms to me that the rest of the run isn't pure random dream garbage.

CAVEAT: Maybe apocalypse is simply referring to the annual 'death' and 'rebirth' of the sun. Maybe this run is simply the Revelations version of Christmas! I sure hope so!

For more details about these DreamBot runs, please see: http://nationaldreamcenter.com/forum18/s...?tid=17460

   

I was in a building like a strip mall, inside one of the store fronts. there was the typical doctor's office style low pile carpet, clear solid glass door, big plate glass window. there was a blue couch along the front wall inside. I was sitting on the floor and there was a small child on the couch that I was interacting with. I told the child he looked exactly like his dad only 242 pounds lighter. I did some math in my head "dad is 260 so yes 242 pounds lighter". blond hair, blue eyes.

I was trying to feed him one of those microwavable meals that comes in the little cardboard tray. it was like a vegetable soup or something. he was taking out the pieces he didn't like and throwing them behind him. he spoke to me in an adult voice. I removed a chunk of the food out of the center of the small tray and told him to stand in that spot, but he wouldn't. it was like I was trying to plant a plant in a pot. I was trying to plant the baby. he refused and I turned him over and started to spank his behind with my hand? I was smacking him on his diaper and I thought to myself, really?

then the child is walking around in the store and his diaper is so wet that it is dragging the ground. I tell him to go take that off and put his underwear on. quit being lazy because I know that he knows how to use the toilet. he speaks to me again in the adult voice. this happens a few more times. I see him in this ridiculously wet diaper and tell him to change it.

then it was like a flashback to when the child arrived. his dad brought him in, but his dad was Benjamin Bratt http://www.aceshowbiz.com/images/wennpic...our-01.jpg

while the dad is there, there are also some young ladies, I think they are probably 19 or 20 -ish. the dad is telling us that we can exercise while we are just standing around by lifting our left foot off the ground and making a circle then our right foot and make a circle so that it is like we are "drawing an infinity sign" with our feet. stand next to something like an arm rail in case we lose our balance. he is wearing all black active wear. not sweats, but like that heavy nylon fabric.

then there is a big storage tub under the counter. it belongs to one of the girls. I pull it out and push it over to the girls, who are all sitting on the floor. they open the tub and it is full of books. they start to browse through the books. the tub belongs to one girl. she takes it with her wherever she goes. its green. I ask if I can look for a book, too. she says yes. I start rummaging through the tub. there are young adult novels, soft side books, doctor suess books. I reach for one and she says "not that one." I get kind of rude. I say I don't know how or why you carry that big tub everywhere you go. I wouldn't. she is reading all of the books at the same time, so she doesn't know which one she will want to read, so she brings them all.

I realize there are know adult level reading books in here and I think she must be slow. ok I think that makes sense.

Jurgen Ziewe used lucid dreaming to travel outside of his body and explore other realms of consciousness

http://www.skeptiko.com/jurgen-ziewe-lucid-dreaming/