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/

Dreamed I was in the sky looking down at a city with tall office buildings. I saw water rising in the streets and I thought, oh no, here we go again with seeing flooding in a city. It was daylight and there were no cars or people on the streets.

The next dream was my talking with a young woman who was unpacking a travel bag on the floor. When I asked her where she had been, she said she had enlisted in the Army 2 years ago and she was returning from Iraq.

Afterthoughts: I have no idea where this city is that I saw flooding. The buildings were spaced far apart, not congested & the streets were wide. I don't know anyone who is in the Military.

Trending: apocalypse persistent shock hunt odyssey lifestyle purple wild whenever discovered remove request batman system breathe detail becoming thanks fri check employee computers afterwards garden funny dogs gate free week means playing feminine abilities watching eastern falls coat game restaurant soon
Waning: october forest talk mind seen sat moved does cannabis scene toilet say link vivid story sun dad experience interesting awareness wonder level character onto job ending round truck needs hope bottom kinda mon treasure lucidity


<----- DISCUSSION ----->
Oh crap. Apocalypse is here, and it’s persistent, and it will apparently shock us. Inside Group 1 is a confirmation about yesterday’s linguistic fulfillment. Yesterday was a Red Alert warning us about a lifestyle change, and then within hours, Paul Ryan put forth the omnibus bill, which would “Fundamentally Transform America.” http://nationaldreamcenter.com/forum18/T...-Lifestyle

The reason why today’s run confirms it is because of the words “Hunt odyssey lifestyle” in Group 1. Odyssey is not new to our dreambot runs, and we correctly interpreted the previous odysseys to be directly related to the world’s migration problem. Paul Ryan’s bill focuses hard on the migration issue, but the critics are saying Ryan’s bill only exacerbates the problem to the point that America will be transformed. Maybe the critics are falling short with their criticism.

Maybe the real result of the omnibus is the apocalypse. The migration issue is posed to be a “persistent shock,” just as the bot suggests.  

Are we thinking that only the West is having problems? Group 2 implies that Eastern countries might fall (Watching Eastern Falls). Yes, of course “Eastern” may not be countries or world regions, but rather US states. Will an Eastern state fall (go bankrupt?) Answer: Restaurant soon paralysis.

Bottom line: If apocalypse had a slightly higher surge score, we’d have ourselves a definite Red Alert because this run wreaks of it!
Remember that previous runs had Economic Mess, the Odyssey meme has been persistently strong, and now Apocalypse.

And with that, Happy Holidays everyone! Maybe terminate the toys and jewelry shopping and divert the Christmas cash to emergency heaters, extra water, and freeze dried food. Will anything happen? Neah, we're just a bunch of crazy lunatics watching some random dream words. Nothing to see here

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Hello to all;
 My name for all intense and purpose is DreamerOracle. I am a British guy nothing out of the ordinary, wife, kids, a carpenter by trade etc. etc. apart from my clairsentience which I keep on the down low in comparison to most.

I have been a life long sensitive and precognitive person. I decided when life stopped getting in my way to develop and study my own precognitive talents and there limits... so far I have realised there isn't any, forwards or backwards, personal or impersonal neither time or space are barriers to what I have come to understand is a quantum phenomenon working within the Neurons of the brain, working untethered in the unconscious mind beyond the speed of light (my own theory) due to the nature of my Precognitive Dreams, flashes of images, sounds, events and experiences. I have even started to experience them more frequently during my waking daydream states, seeing people entering the room before they actually did and detailing what they would be wearing when they entered or arrived... It became a bit disturbing when one day while I was preparing a meal for my family, I was having a deep thought about Life and Living... What makes the difference between certain types of life at the subtle level?.... Now I was thinking, not saying... My wife entered the room and said, "The Soul"... out of the blue, I asked her why she had said it? She did not know why but knew she had... At this point I decided to take a year off... that and an email I received from a Tory Minister thanking me for my services regarding one of my precogs I posted on social media before the annual budget... Pensions. Even offered me money... they can stick it! So I have been keeping it on the down low for a bit, that is unless I have the odd unscheduled precog which happens quite often.

I apologise in advance for any errors, I have an IQ of 150 but I'm seriously dyslexic and remembering gramma and spelling is a bind :-)

Thank You... Later

Strange dream this morning Dec 17th, 2015. I was trying to take the LRT (light rail transit) into Edmonton, and I got off at the station just north of the river. but it was not in the right place, it was down on the shore of the river. I wanted to find the correct platform that would take me where I wanted to go and I had used the train in quite some time. Everything was different than I remember. So I started walking along the tracks in the direction I was sure the boarding platform was I needed. There were hardly any train cars around at all. All the stations used to be either indoors or have paved platforms, now all I saw was rails along dirt tracks as I walked. I looked up the hill to where downtown is and was really surprised to see a vast gigantic dug/out/overhang as big as a mountain above me. That was never there before, Edmonton used to sit on a small hill onthe side of the river valley, maybe 100ft to the water's edge. now it was a couple thousand feet from top to bottom. The cut into the mountainside was really deep, thousands and thousands of acres. All of it was overgrown enough that both forest and farmland had grown in there and I could see a small scattering of buildings throughout the vastness. As I walked I came upon an old man standing on a box/table in front of what looked to be an old subway car (we don't do subway cars in Edmonton) from somewhere else, he seemed to be half historian and half salesman. I could see there was no front end wall on the subway car and he had inside it some nice restored vintage cars. He was talking to a group of about 20 interested people. so I keep walking along the path/tracks. I can't seem to find my lrt station, so i decide to cut across the farmland and walk up to downtown, something i'd done a few times before all the land changes. I cut across an overgrown field and had a look up, I could see 3 ravines above me that were really steep. I could've tried climbing one but the ground looked both unstable and crumbly and strangely enough there was alot of burned vegetation and ash apparent in the ravines. That looked weird and suspicious to me so I passed it by. I was standing on a dirt road that cut horizontally across in front of me, so I thought i'll just walk up the road then, it'll be longer but i'll still get downtown. I turned right(East) and began walking. The road got so steep and vertical that it became really hard to move on before long. When it went pretty vertical I thought there seems to be a flatter area ahead if I can just reach it.

As I pulled myself up over the edge of the road to the flat area I was greeted with an even stranger view. The field up there was vast, made of dirt, bright yet darkish red. Not far away a white and black furry striped thing caught my eye. I thought shit, there's a skunk I better avoid that, even if it seemed a baby or small but young. As I began to look around for a way around the skunk, I noticed another of them, and another. I could see just the tail of each in the air but lying horizontal close to the ground. It looked like each little skunk was sitting in a small, round skunk-sized depression about 8 inches across or maybe a foot in diameter max. the more i looked around for a good path, the more of these skunks I saw! They were everywhere scattered across this field. There was nowhere I would be able to walk without alerting them and triggering them off. They were as numerous as mushrooms and the contrast of the red soil with the black and white tails felt very vivid and strange.

So I decided to go back down the slope to the lower fields instead. Not really sure where I was going to go at that point, I encountered the old man again. It seems he's a local and lives on a farm right there. He was sitting on a chair as I walked up and began talking to him. It was getting on towards dinnertime and I was hungry. It just so happened there was a LOT of wild rabbits hopping around the farm fields. One hopped up to the farmer's chair and I quietly said grab it. He got it and I was able to dispatch it for dinner, showing him how to process if into food. While I was cooking it, he began to cook pancakes to go with my contribution. I was thinking then about how long it was taking me and that my family would surely be missing me by now. I got the weird impression that the entire scenario was in the future and that the ground had been missing out from underneath the city for a long, long time.

Taking my leave of the old farmer, I began to walk back the way I came again and encountered an old woman who had a house nearby. As I began to talk with her I realised something was really wrong with this scenario and that I needed to be somewhere else. I was able to remember and focus on needing to get back to my family and so left that place. Once I was away from there, I realised the woman was some kind of memory-stealing creature and the more i interacted with it, the less i could remember. I was very relieved to walk back into busier civilization and got back on the lrt going in a different direction that what could've been the end-of-the-line.

12/17/2015 AM
no intent
location: a local Houston dry cleaners

As my husband was at home building a display case out of 1x2 lumber and Plexiglass for a garment I had owned for over 40 years, I was standing at the counter of a dry cleaning shop. I was asking to have the garment cleaned, pressed and repaired. The owner of the shop seemed annoyed that I had possession of this garment. He was questioning me on where and how I obtained it.
I said:" My step-father brought it back from one of his TDY (temporary duty) trips to Guam, as a gift to me, way back when I was a teenager. It was one of the few gifts he had ever given me. It was the only one that had survived from my youth because it had never fit me properly and I had only worn it for a few minutes. As it had traveled with me in my life of adventure it had become damaged and smoked stained."
The owner seem to be okay but, not happy with that explanation so, I asked him if he could tell me if it was a coat, robe or dress and if he could tell me what the symbols on the thing meant.
Apparently my lack of knowledge angered him and he started yelling at me in a foreign language something about stupid Americans. My temper started to rise but before I could say or do anything I woke up.

Comments: This dream brought up all kinds of memories.
My step-father and I never really got along for many reasons ( I am still working on forgiveness). Of his many trips this was the only one where he brought gifts for the family and really surprised us.
I have always had a violent temper and it has taken years of effort to get it under control.
Someone once told me that in a past life he had been a "Hell-fire and Brimstone" preacher and I had been a "Wild and Wicked" child he wanted to save. I say he was just mean. He was like the father in the movie "The Great Santini".
I still have the garment and it does have the damage I was looking to repair and I still don't know if it is a dress or what.
"Life is like a highway but, sometimes you have more potholes than road."
I am still learning how to navigate that highway.

Hello and a welcome back to the returnees. Missed you but breaks are needed from time to time....not just from NDC, mind you. I'm on a break from NDC myself so you don't see me around much. Besides, it's a busy time of year for me at work and at home.

Also a welcome to the new people daring to post. It is much appreciated.

Wishing you all peace and many blessings,
Sherriann

Trending: lifestyle cannabis salad wed treasure shelf abilities superman laptop meet grocery bottom pizza pool class indicated sweet dogs computers papers easier josh love mind states miss ate drunk session tab needs specific recently christmas dry wonder contents puzzle shows reality
Waning: crush beautiful path floating notice inside wearing smile link hallway applying naked mon creature now cat form mother voice escape realize funny level closer heard days up corner makeup reading bathroom sun meeting obama adventure

<----- DISCUSSION ----->
Today’s run is all about lifestyle choices. From different types of intoxication to the various types of food and even different types of fashion (wearing vs naked), the Red Alert word has clear support throughout the run. But what are we supposed to know about lifestyle? Is the American lifestyle about to change? Maybe it’s not precognitive but just something to tell us how diverse our lifestyles are? Diversity and contradictions are abundant in this run (Computers / Papers, Love / Mind, Wearing / Naked, etc.

There is much to behold in this run, chock full of goodies and treats for us DreamForecasters.

Oops, one more thing for Nanny: Check out Group 1: Sun meeting Obama adventure. I'll let ya'll cover that one!

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I am a caretaker in training at a dragon farm. there are tents. canvas type with no floor. set up in a circle. inside the tents there are large dog kennels, the plastic type that are stacked up 3 high on top of each other. a man is introducing me to the dragon I will take care of. he shows me how to pick her up. be careful of her face. she can hurt you quickly. he explains to me something about her crown of horns around her head being dangerous. im thinking "yeah and the whole fire breathing thing".

she is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen though and I am immediately in love with her. strange that I feel so strongly. I cant shake it. her face and head are white as is her upper neck, but as you move down her body the white blends into pink, then red and finally an amazingly beautiful purple magenta on hear rear quarter and tail. I cant leave her alone. I must be with her.

the trainer leaves. her kennel is the top on the stack and there is another beautiful dragon she is sharing her kennel with. the floor of their kennel is covered in white crystal like sand. the other dragon is white fading to green. but he is not MY dragon. I pick my dragon up gently, avoiding her face. she likes me but I sense something - be careful with me she is thinking.

I put her down and step back. I see the dragons under my kennel all have stacks of hay. they have it for bedding. they are snuggled up in their hay. I want to give my dragon hay, but there is none with her kennel. I start to get some from one of the lower kennels and give to her. but then I am stopped by a thought? or someone is behind me? don't give her hay!!!