This morning I had a dream the NDC had been hacked by a new member. They gained access to email and everyone's identity. I discovered they knew pretty much everything about my life and most likely everyone else's life.  It was like I was being stalked and others were as well.
My feelings were " Oh, *#*% !  I guess it is our turn now."  Kinda like it was the new norm but I was not happy about it.  It was not random yet not unexpected.

I think more email/ identity hacks will be happening...everywhere.

I am driving my car down a busy interstate when I realize that my brake light is on. I pull over to the side to see if I can release it, when I realize that traffic is gridlocked and everyone is getting out of their vehicles.

I get out too, and follow everyone down what has now become more of a two-lane road with lots of foliage on either side. The road curves and dips down to the left and goes under an overpass.

There are people on the overpass, and they're putting what looks like a brownish red putty all over it. Someone in the crowd says that the government is making them do it. There is a lot of talk about what the substance is (someone else says the government said it's safe and ok), when someone else pipes up and says it looks like explosives, everyone should back up.

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I had a dream where the fatman Alex Jones survives all of the coming things and the dream asks why does he survive when almost all the rest of the conspriact theorists shows hosts die.

24th of October 2015

Dream 1

My grandmother from the father side and my oldest sister traveled. Then we left our baggage in a House that had its door open. It was a travel agency.  
Then we wen t to a restaurant in the village or city. The owner seemed to be an indian who i saw as i traveled the last time in train traveling to wolhusen in switzerland. On the way to my grandparents of the mother side. 
He then wanted something i do not remember and i had it in our baggage. so i went again to look for our baggage. but then the Door was closed and it seemed to be dark inside. so i looked in another like abandoned house if it was there. we also wanted to leave our baggage there first but then we left it at the travel agency. 

But it was not in that house, in which also other people were. 
Then i looked again in the travel agency and then i saw that there are 2 men sitting at a table and had a slim light. 
They noticed me after a while and showed me immediately my baggage. They wanted to know how it got here. I told them my Sister and my Grandmother put it there. 
I looked if i saw what the indian man wanted. And i also thought of when i saw him the last time and i thought of telling him that i remembered him. 
I had some mushrooms there in a basket, and i asked if they wanted some. And yes they wanted some. 

Then i took a cab to drive to my sister and my grandmother. But the cab driver drove too far and even out of the village. Then I told him we are too far. 

He apologized and told me he would drive to where i wanted to go. I also thought of the price to pay for the cab since it was a longer way and thought my grandmother would pay it. In the sense of, what has to be done has to be done. Money doesn`t matter.    


Dream 2
I dreamt of a map again, this time the Theme was that a european air carrier could only have access to a southamerican country  over a cuban air carrier. The Southamerican Country was interestingly connected with Tanzania.

Then a Another Southamerican Country, this time with the name Trinidad and Tobago, actually an Island, but in the dream on the mainland, imported a lot of cows from a country more in the south of southamerica. 

I also had another dream where me my grandmother from the father side and my oldest sister traveled. Then we left our baggage in a House tht to a restaurant in the village or city. The owner seemed to be an indian who i saw as i traveled the last time in train traveling to wolhusen in switzerland. On the way to my grandparents of the mother side. 
He then wanted something i do not remember and i had it in our baggage. so i went again to look for our baggage. but then the Door was closed and it seemed to be dark inside. so i looked in another like abandoned house if it was there. we also wanted to leave our baggage there first but then we left it at the travel agency. 

But it was not in that house, in which also other people were. 
Then i looked again in the travel agency and then i saw that there are 2 men sitting at a table and had a slim light. 
They noticed me after a while and showed me immediately my baggage. They wanted to know how it got here. I told them my Sister and my Grandmother put it there. 
I looked if i saw what the indian man wanted. And i also thought of when i saw him the last time and i thought of telling him that i remembered him. 
Anyway i had some mushrooms there, and i asked if they wanted some. And yes they wanted some. 


Then i took a cab to drive to my sister and my grandmother. But the cab driver drove too far and even out of the village. Then I told him we are too far. 

He apologized and told me he would drive to where i wanted to go. I also thought of the price to pay for the cab since it was a longer way and thought my grandmother would pay it. In the sense of, what has to be done has to be done. Money doesn`t matter.

I don't see a zombie meme and since its come up more than once and its almost Halloween lets use this thread to park data that comes in and maybe move other zombie related posts here so we can connect dots.
I'll start with a post I just wrote in Miscellaneous in Climate control and the Big Lie.

Sherriann posted an article and the question zombification? hence this new meme thread:

However, Sherriann this post is well timed. I had a hypnogog(sp?) vision  last night that relates solely to this topic and do not know where to park it.
1. I saw Obanista's face like in his early campaign posters.
2..I saw riots in the streets in a false flag op/practice
3. I saw departmental clerks scurrying to upload data onto computers and spreadsheets.
4. I saw a meeting of the new department heads for mind/behavior control taking notes and
    watching a power point presentation on crowd control
5. I saw areas like arenas (think Katrina) where very young and the older populations (not young adults)
      herded into for their 'safety' all for the purpose of peace.

Then I saw 'them' walking around outside the arenas like Colosseum guards. You got it- they were the
newly formed vanguard for population control and a new generation of cyborg-like army.
They were the zombies

Seems this meme is all planned out already by the PTW, it may be in the runs and certainly has been talked about in alternative news and now mainstream. People may not only go around biting others but with legalization of drugs and perhaps the potential to alter them synthetically, who knows how it will alter cognizant behavior.

Yup it had to be day residue from an article I read about the etymology of language particularly the word peace in light of recent headlines of the pope and UN Agenda 30. Words do not always mean what one thinks and with the magic power behind them (spell making power) they become a tool of mind control.
http://removingtheshackles.blogspot.com/

I give up all together and just stop perhaps and now it partially explains my need to stop dreaming and P2ing.

Here are some  recent bot runs telling us about the MIND issue, i am sure there are much more-
9/3/15- mind nature scary comp august situation
http://nationaldreamcenter.com/forum18/T...-big-loser
9/22/15 mostly awareness scene kill memory continue mind
http://nationaldreamcenter.com/forum18/T...light=mind
10/22/15 hole brain awakening change subconscious enemy
http://nationaldreamcenter.com/forum18/T...light=mind

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Just note that while this run was posted late, the actual bot was looking at the dreams at it’s normal time this morning. I was having problems downloading OpenOffice since I’ve apparently gone over my data usage for the month. Go figure….trying to sync up cloud files onto two different computers….well, rest is history.

As for this run, I don’t see a whole lot here that grabs my immediate attention. I find it interesting that Melody hit exactly 100 points on the surge scale. That has to be a first….exactly 100 points! My group 1 says “Earth ready attempt fun.” I’m thinking of various things that this could imply. I’m wondering if Keshe will finally come good on his promises. 3 days left? I’m ready for new technology. I’m ready for a new paradigm. Let’s do this!!


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10.24.15 Between 5:17 AM & 7:20 AM

Start of Dream. Dreamed I was in a thrift store shopping for children’s clothing that I was going to give away. After leaving the store I looked down and noticed I am wearing flip flops and thought how strange that I would be wearing flip flops while shopping. Normally I would be wearing walking sandals or some type of exercise/athletic shoes.  

When I get out to the sidewalk I see my sister-in-law and she asks what I am doing so I tell her. I also tell her that I need to stop off at the Doctor’s office to make an appointment for tests. She says I will go along with you then we can walk back to my house together. I say fine and we walk into the Doctor’s office. She sits in the waiting area and I go into the appointment desk area which is in an adjoining room.

I am waiting my turn to speak with the clerk when a woman walks in with a goat in a leash. It is obvious that the woman is a mental case because she is talking about needing to go to Tyler which is a local mental facility. The clerk tells the woman to wait her turn so she ties up the goat in the waiting area and comes back to the appointment desk.  

The Dr. and his staff are trying to wrap things up because the Dr. is taking them all on vacation the next day for a week.  So I make my appointment and walk out to the waiting area. I look at the goat and notice it is chewing on a table so I go back to the appointment desk to let them know. As I am walking out of the office I look at the table and make a comment about how pretty the carved roses are in the wood of the table.

As we are walking there is a large old house we stop in front of. It has been divided up into apartments. My sister-in-law says, isn’t this where you live?  I said, I don’t know, let me see if there are any of my belongings about the place. We walk around the house a bit, see lots of overgrown plants and even see a tiny bat under one of the porches. Then we see someone come out of one of the apartments. He was friendly though a bit rough looking. We walked back to the sidewalk and I said, no I do not think this is where I live, let’s go, we have a ways to walk before we get to your house.  

As we are walking there is a box in the grass that looked like it had fallen off a truck.  It had the words “Paula Deen Meals” written on the front with her picture. I told my sister-in-law, I do hope it’s fresh and not been tampered with because this would last us for a while.  Then we notice the box had been opened and every meal was open too so we were disappointed. All the portions were very tiny, compact, yet the nutrition was the same as a full size serving. Suddenly my brother appeared and said, this is the type of meals we are going to get from the government.

As we walked I slowed down a bit to listen to music in a park we are walking by. My brother and his wife went on ahead and I told them I would see them later. My car was at their house so I needed to go there.

The park was filled with people listening to three women singing folk music, a cappella. Across the street from the park were houses and I thought how nice it would be to live here where you could hear the music while sitting in your own home.  As I am walking along I notice people had brought chairs and set up on the sidewalks. I asked someone who the singers were and she said they were local folk singers and anyone was welcome to stand up and sing, they are not international singers, they are local. It was so nice to see everyone so happy.

I continued to walk and then I see a man and a woman and a child in a stroller. I knew these people and thought that I will go over to them and say hello. When I get closer I noticed the child had a doll in her stroller. I said hello and then then told the child, I am so happy for you that you found a doll that looks like you. She said yes, I am too and she hugged her doll. The man looked human, the woman and the child looked like human/alien hybrids. I was very happy to see them and asked the man how he was doing since his accident. He said I am healing up ok and need a job soon, do you know if they are hiring cooks at Apex?  I worked at Apex so that is why he was asking. I told him I did not know, that is a different department from where I work. He said again, I am looking for a cook position, please let me know if you hear of anything.  I thought, he is so big that I do hope his weight won’t disqualify him from working on an oil rig site.  

As I am walking away, I am thinking about getting my car and driving back here to listen to more music and wondering where to park. End of Dream.

Afterthoughts:
None of the scenery or houses or anything looks like a place I have been in my waking life.  
I don’t think Paula Deen has a line of tiny food like what I saw.
In my waking life I don't know anyone who looks like the people I saw except my sister-in-law and brother.
I do not work with a company named Apex or even know of it or work in the oilfield. I googled it and found an oilfield company named Apex Oilfield Services in Canada.
Very few cars on the road. Cars were limited to few people depending on the type of job they have. Everyone else walks and stays within a 10 mile radius of their homes.  
Had the feeling this is about 20+ years in the future.
As I am writing this I get a whiff of Coffee. Hummmmm

Yup, the illuiminati 's grand druid council is actually responsible for the show's existence.

For about the past month or so - nothing. Wispy memories at best, mostly just blanking out all night. Now, for most of my life I remember my dreams. It's who I am. I generally don't have dreams that are great sweeping dramas; most of my dreams are the garden variety, tho sometimes a bit of magic, lucidity and bounding (I don't fly Eagle1 - I bound HIGH!) show up. I can dream the future, though mine is usually day to day stuff. The first time it happened I was very small, maybe three or four?, and I dreamed about visiting a house with a pink plastic frying pan clock on the wall. I can still see the cord that ran down the wall. The very next day, my family (while we were on vacation) visited one of my dad's relatives (first time I had been there). That clock was in the kitchen.

Anyway, does anyone have any advice, or personal insight that they can share on how to encourage my dreams to return? I have been stressed lately at work, but even through other stressful jobs (much worse than this), and a divorce I was still blessed with my lovely dreams. (although during my divorce I was plagued with dreaming there was something I was forgetting, but would remember it in the dream, and then of course not be able to dredge it up while awake - it was a vicious cycle! but I was still dreaming).

Any thoughts are greatly appreciated!