I was restless all night it seems.

Start of Dream: I was driving into what looked like a park. There were blue trailers everywhere. The color was what I call Google blue, like the blue used here in the NDC forum. The trailers have white and black lettering on the sides. They looked like moveable trailers like you would see on a construction site. The trailers make me uncomfortable because I don't know why they are here and why so many.

Next scene, I am in a house with lots of light oak and windows. Someone says, it's time to pack. I ask if I will need blankets and they said, yes, pack everything just in case there is room. If not we will have to leave them behind. I am upset because I want to be prepared for any weather and can't because I don't know where I am going. End of Dream

I am traveling again, this time with my significant other by car. We are in a city setting, an unfamiliar one, and I am attempting to look up the nearest Home Depot on Google Maps. We find it and go inside. He goes to a register and was printing a list out. As usual, we split the list and I go off looking for my items. As usual, I get done with mine first and can't find him. I think to myself it's unusual that I don't have my usual line of old guys following me through the store trying to help me. (I know my way around Home Depot!) The store seems strangely deserted, although there are a few customers and employees around.

I start to look around, even making my way back through their offices, which are darkened. No one stops me. I'm getting a little irritated that I can't find him, and wonder if he's even inside. I go out to the parking lot and run into two co-workers (which is odd because the town isn't familiar) and ask if they've seen him. No one has seen him at all.

I regret not having made the Proj Sept intention, but recently I've been slipping back out of dream recall. This morning was different.

I find myself in the SW corner of a really really big house. I'm on the exterior of the house; wife is asking me cordially if I would like to paint the house. I say no, and I stated that we had many other higher priorities to do.

I suddenly found myself in the middle of the house. It was HUGE, but it was also unfinished and had lots of big rocks on the floor. Furthermore, it felt like a hillside because the rock floor sloped downward toward the West.

I look over and see a full-grown white tiger cleaning his paws because apparently he had just consumed an animal. I look around....there are bulls, antelope, and other wild creatures in the house. I noticed they all were having a very difficult time walking on the rocks. I wasn't scared of the animals until I saw one that looked like a mix between a bull and an elk. It was huge. What kept me from worrying was that this animal couldn't charge at me because he couldn't walk on the rocks (but I could).

I remember a small room where one of my kids was sitting, trying to stay warm. It looked more like a telephone booth. This is when I noticed that everything was wet. It must be raining...but why is everything wet on the INSIDE of the house? I saw that this glass room was going to be a breeding ground for mold.

Dream ends.

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Waning: gonna lay night riding son theme lots void including shoot prison clearly thanks bird simple threw figured believe caught blank higher tar portal closest request sickness plenty palace smoke wolf adventure guide mon island star



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Subliminal has some support (blue arrows) and Cruel does too (orange arrows). If the top part of this run is to be taken as a single event, it looks as if a cruel childhood memory remains stuck in the subliminal parts of the mind. We’re looking for a PIC, probably of the killer. Oh, and there will be an Abundance of pictures!

Half way down the run is “Japanese Blonde.” There isn’t any substantial web content for “Blonde Japanese,” so I simply await something along these lines.

Overall, this is a very Jungian run, complete with Symbol, Mind, and of course, big-time surging "Subliminal."





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I had two dreams last night; I've completely forgotten the first one now, but it had something to do with fighting.

The second dream started by "waking" me from the first dream. I was with two children who were at my door, and I went with them looking for a new house. I recall that I had to convince them they should be excited by the house we were looking at, because their rooms were separated by sliding doors, that were made of paper. Inside the rooms were separated by a single very large beam that was off the floor by about 4 feet. The beds for the kids were on either side of the wooden beam. The beam was tall, 3-4 feet high in addition to being around 4 feet wide. There was a bed on top of the beam.

The beds would probably be closer to being called futons; they were on the floor. There were two beds on each side of the beam, and one on top of the beam. All of the beds were fairly flat, and had an empty area running down the middle to a pillow. From a top down view, they looked very much like electronic semiconductor FET devices. I do not recall seeing "metal interconnects" that would have connected the three devices.

After waking up, the one thing that was sticking with me was the beds looking like FETs.

Seeing mention in some of the other posted dreams reminded me of the rice paper doors. The cues point to Japan based on the doors and bed. I don't remember what the children looked like.

It's like a family gathering.
There is my brown rice leftovers that my Mom had fixed with something like powdered soy sauce.
My uncle/friend was informing me that he was going to eat my leftover rice.
I teased him about his "selfish" ways.
He took me seriously and skulked off.

We, men and women, are in dormitories - going to class in a gymnasium-like building, sitting on wood-and-metal bleachers.
Listening to a lecture about some kind of weapon system - rockets and guns.
All the while I am pursuing an amorous relationship with a very pretty young lady somewhere in the mix of threads.
I grew disgusted with their weapons class and decided to leave.
I took a piece of plastic from the end of one the exhibited missile-like things [there were a number of them stacked beside the bleachers].
It was a two-piece circular plastic mesh.
As I was walking out, the head instructor [Jason Robards*] politely confronted me about the piece.
He took it. informing me that it was classified.
He mentioned something about some kind [I can't remember the word] of "talk".
I went on out and down and ended up on another set of similar bleachers where I was met by my friend, Buck, with whom I had been sitting before.
 
* Jason Robards:  That's rather obvious, eh?  "A Boy And His Dog" and "The Day After"

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Dreamed about packing and moving. That was all I remember.

Dream date: About a week ago, AUG 19.

I was shown Hawaii and I think South Carolina. Identical scenes of dirty water running like a muddy river.

That's it so I didn't post right away but just today it popped back in my mind.