I post this here as a special thread because I think it will get a lot of discussion.

this covers Jade helm, CERN, the POPE, waves, energy, cosmic energies, aliens from space, portals, energy webs, tsunami waves, secret space programs, DNA,
mass ascension of light beings,vibrating in upper 4D into 5D.


Global Mass Ascension, September 28, 2015, as Wave-X Bombards the Earth
Thursday, July 23, 2015 2:48

http://beforeitsnews.com/paranormal/2015...93252.html

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<----- DISCUSSION ----->
On the surface, our Red Alert today is fairly self-explanatory. It looks like a war with Korea, does it not? However, I’m seeing some important connections that indicate a significantly different type of war. There are two words above the 100 threshold, and the word Conscious has a good amount of solid support in the run below it (see blue arrows). Therefore, I’m thinking that there is some sort of mind games going on here. My fist thought was a realistic opinion that North Korea’s ‘evilness’ is nothing more than the standard propaganda machine to demonize the next target country. Who’s right? How do we know? I do have a definite hit for the run today, and the news came out early this morning. http://www.globalpost.com/article/662034...emorial-us . This goes directly with lingo “korea conscience wars lead museum“

As for Korea in our run, notice the yellow arrow connects Korea to South, as in South Korea, but that is no guarantee that bot is ruling out North Korea. After all, the demonization of Kim Jong Un continues unabated: http://www.upi.com/Top_News/World-News/2...437617471/

Clearly, it appears that Korea will be Ignoring the US Dollar! Keep in mind that Grave Black Void is still here, and that could definitely describe the day that the dollar is ignored. In fact, could we make the case that today’s Red Alert might be about Korea (or the world) dropping the dollar? I mean, we’ve been hearing so much chatter about this for years….isn’t it inevitable? Or No?



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This dream was had after reading today's Dreambot run and incubating for Void Glowing. I was with about a half dozen people in what seemed to be after the Collapse. The first scene was a country store that used to be a gas station. There was no gas and hadn't been for awhile. Because I'm not supposed to eat gluten I was looking for something to eat I wouldn't get sick from. I found on a shelf what looked like one of those premade pie shells, except it appeared to be made out of dried beef/meat jerky. There was only one there and I had no money, and it was 14$, for one shell! My dad was there and able to pay for the one. As I took it up to the counter and flipped it over to look at the ingredients, the price tag changed from 14 to 10$ so we only paid 10 as that's the tag the clerk saw. The other interesting thing about the package was that the ingredients had only grains listed, but they were grains that don't currently exist on this planet. But the pie shell didn't look made out of grains, it smelled and looked as if made of meat. I asked the clerk if he could order in a whole box of these and I'd guarantee to buy them all.

I went outside and the scene changed, same desert mesa landscape but this time there was an awareness of deadly "zombies" around. These zombies weren't the dead kind it seemed, but my group was ready for them. We were in a walled town with a plan to leave there shortly. I was making a list on a window of items we needed with markers with glowing ink. When we were ready to leave we had a cardboard box with something really important within that had been retrieved from the zombie town. We put it in our vehicle and began to leave. It was hot and dusty and half dark out eventhough it was afternoon. We got surprised by the zombies who had blockaded the exit to town. We stepped on the gas and rammed their vehicles out of the way and left with our box which was glowing itself then. The box felt a bit like a TV at that point except it wasn't a TV.

There the dream ended.

I was myself and living in the actual house I was raised in in S. California. The house is on the top of a hill in the Santa Monica mountains. There were 6 of us in the home (not my real family).
It was early evening with about an hour left of sunlight in the day. I was downstairs in the kitchen/ family room when the phone rang. It was a young male telemarketer. (normally I would politely stop them and hang up). For some reason I let him say his entire 30 second speech and then said no thank you. He actually thanked me for listening and said I was the first person all day that actually listened to him. I asked him if all his calls today were made to Arizona today because the weather was horrible and people probably were impacted by the weather. He asked if I could stay on the line just so his supervisor could listen in on the conversation for a moment. I wasn’t too annoyed (oddly) because I could tell he was actually a nice young kid and was just starting out and I knew my taking just a minute longer would help him look good in the eyes of his supervisor. Once the supervisor was on the phone, I looked outside the family room window and saw a HUGE wave approaching from the sky above and said “I’ve got to go !” and hung up the phone. The wave hit the home from the top and crashed over the house. I saw from the windows that my side of the house was covered by water. The window was like the glass that is at Sea World where you are below the marine attraction looking at what the dolphins and sea lions are doing underwater. The wave water was grey and covering the entire window. Soon, the room I was in was filling up with water. I swam toward the next room, the living room, as the water was nearly a foot from the ceiling. I held my breath, dove into the water and came up into the next room which was now beginning to fill with water. I looked out of another window and saw through it that the window was also completely covered in water. As this room was quickly filling, I was concerned for my family members in the house, one was with me in the living room and I told her we needed to get upstairs. We swam and dove under the water and broke through on the second level and gasped for air. The water had not reached the second floor yet and it was dry. Looking through the second floor window, I saw the waterline was only slightly covering the bottom of the window outside. 2 of my family members were in this room. I did not know where the others were but knew we had more rooms to look through upstairs.

Note: It did not feel like summer to me, perhaps fall or spring but it was hard to tell. It wasn’t very warm,. The house was the house I lived in growing up in S. California, but I knew the telemarketer had called me in Arizona where I live currently. The water was grey. It had been very windy outside before hand. The wave was maybe 2 stories taller than the house. The house is about 1,000 feet elevation above the ocean and about 17 miles from shore. I was thinking very clearly and thinking logically. In real life, I grew up body surfing and in the dream I was timing my diving through the rooms for the best use of air and chances to get to where I was trying to go.

I was going inside a room which then appeared to be a bathroom…odd, as it had chairs but I am sure I saw stalls and the room was small and crowded. There were people there- 1 adult woman that I guess was like a teacher, she slept throughout most of the “class.” There were also around 5 guys sitting near where i was sitting, and I noticed these were the bad student types. On the left side in front of me, I noticed what I thought was blue-dyed weed,  I was then given the product to look at it, and I noticed it was crystals. I heard something being told about how it’s similar to a weed high but more chemicals which made it more intense,something about tar. I said I was fine with weed and it was good enough, I had no interest in the blue crystals. 

 A photo or normal, clear meth.



Upon waking up, I looked up blue crystals. One result was blue crystal meth. I then looked up blue crystal meth and noticed a ton of reference to “Breaking Bad” - a show I never have watched. I have heard of the show and saw trailers but I don’t bother watching it. I do not do drugs, so I don’t know why I had a dream about blue crystal meth. 

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<----- DISCUSSION ----->
Had a glitch this morning, but it finally resolved with a splendid run, depending on how you interpret it. Void Glow might seem like a nuclear holocaust or some other catastrophe, but we can also take it quite literally, such as glowing graves: http://www.roadsideamerica.com/tip/2863 /  http://www.waymarking.com/waymarks/WMH90...Readington

Group 1 might be about the next terrorist in the making, but be sure to read the rest of the Biggest Loser section. It sounds like some hidden spiritual training for non-fighters (Energy Fighter Missed).

Another packed day. I have got to go get busy! Only one more week of summer classes – Yeah!


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Start of Dream: I find myself once again in London. I think, why am I going to London so much? I get out of a cab and am in what looks like a market place that used to be part of an old garrison. A woman met me and is showing me around. She said that way (pointing to the right) is the security office. I said, “Yes I know, that is where they gave me the glasses”. I had eye glasses in my hand. The woman asked if I knew what they were for. I said “yes, they said these glasses do all sorts of things, including being able to see at night and they glow in the dark with green color around the rim so you can see which way to go”. She smiled and said I see you have already been instructed.

She then gave me a ticket and said I needed to go. The next thing I remember, I am in a cab. The car pulls up to what I can only describe as a one story old motel. The surrounding area looks tropical. I get out of the car and a man that looks like the actor Harrison Ford, walks up to the car. He looked upset and asked, why did they send you? I ask him if I should go back where I came from? Another man walks up and says “No, they are here and everything will be ok”. Harrison Ford is not happy.

Two more cabs pull up and Collin Firth gets out of one and Sandra Bullock gets out of the other. At this point Harrison Ford is livid and is walking toward the building shaking his head. The other man I cannot describe, tells us to go get ready for dinner. So Collin, Sandra and I start walking toward the left. In the middle of the building is an open air walkway. I put my glasses on so I can see the walkway because the glasses help you to see at night. Collin turns around and has his glasses on also. He says “oh good, I see you have the glasses too”. We both laugh and are having a good time with this.

We walk toward an open doorway and go into a room to our left. It was a 3 bedroom apartment. We each took a room and went put away our things, then met in the living room. Sandra was making me laugh because she was wearing very high heel shoes. I asked her if she knew we were in a village in the tropics. She said “well, we are going to dinner”. Collin and I looked at each other and laughed. We thought it was funny that she is acting like she is in a City. Her feelings were hurt so we had to compliment her on something else to keep her happy.

I sat down on a chair in the living room while we waited for Sandra to finish getting ready so we could go out to dinner. One the right of the chair was an odd looking clam shell lamp on a table. It was open and the pearl is the light. When I waved my hand in front of it, the clam shell slowly closed. I looked at Collin and made a comment, “I am not surprised to see this here”. We both smiled about the Clam Shell Lamp. End of Dream.

Afterthoughts: This was a fun dream because I never dream about actors. I have, however, sometimes felt like I have dreamed of movies that have not yet been released. I guess this is the Universe’s way of helping to lighten the mood of my dream time.

I keep hearing in the back of my head a small voice saying "Remember, what you think about is what you create."
I have heard talk of entities using our emotions as food for themselves.
I have heard the the matrix is a compilation of mass thoughts.
I have been shown that TPTB use advertising and entertainment to manipulate our behavior.
I have seen how the news media will run stories without all the facts and create reason to riot.
I have seen how schools have failed to teach honest history. I have seen the results of dumbing down the school lessons.

I have also seen the power of prayer.
I have heard that expecting certain results from an experiment does affect the results.
I know that if you know of an expected event that you can control the reaction to that event.
I know that we each have to decide what we believe for our own selves.
I know that people of faith can and do achieve extraordinary things.

I have seen that when this site reports on a potential catastrophic event that the event has lessened in its size. (I am pretty sure that when we read of some stuff we all think "OMG those poor people." and say a small prayer for them)

Now I wonder, even though we are a relatively small group, how do we work together to change mass fear to a more positive emotion? How do we help the world? Or do we?

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<----- DISCUSSION ----->
Gosh, we continue the violence meme today. It just seems like every run has been largely negative, even violent recently. Today we have “Glowing Possible” mixed in with all this violence. That concerns me greatly.

Group 1 indicates that Uncle Sam (probably the TSA) will accidentally lose a bunch of nude pictures of adults going through security scanners.

Group 2 seems positive. Those who are caught helping Evil during Leo timeframe will FALL!

The whole Biggest Loser section has a strong theme of CREDIT transactions. I’m wondering if an Alternative (Alt) Credit Card system will be introduced soon.



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19 July 2015
No intention set

Two separate dreams:

1)Being led into a cave by a woman I don't know. The cave is a huge open space. It's dark, but I'm still able to see, like in a theater. The walls sparkle and glitter. I hear running water in the distance and the sound of a group of people singing, though i can't make out the words. I comment that the heavenly choir bit is a tad much. The woman says, As you wish. The singing stops. I look around a suddenly the cave is gone and I'm in a huge darkened auditorium. The heavenly choir is an actual choir, complete with robes and music folders. The singers begin taking off the robes and putting their music away, packing up to leave. Um, I say, embarrassed, I didn't realize there was a real choir. Y'all don't have to go. The singers laugh and assure me that it's okay, no offense is taken. I look around the auditorium. The sparkling walls are actually walls covered with tiny lights. I don't see the woman now. I stand there for a bit, then say, Okay, I'm here. Why?

2) I'm living in a place where there are lots of trees and the land is green but the area butts up to a mountainous desert area that reminds me of west Tx, out near the Big Bend area. It's very isolated. I'm keeping a low profile for some reason so I don't know many people. One day, I'm in town, picking up some groceries, and I see my friend whom I'll call "S". We're surprised to see each other. I ask what she's doing here. She tells me she's making a delivery but she's having a hard time getting a lock on where she needs to go. She made it as far as the town but now she's drawing a total blank beyond knowing she needs to take the delivery to #153. I sigh and tell her I have a pretty good idea where she needs to go and I'll take her there. She says to just give her directions and she'll find it. No, I tell her, it involves sneaking across guarded private property.

I drive us out to the edge of the desert area in my old Jeep. We get out and load up with our backpacks. I tell her we have to hike in from here. We follow a deer trail for a bit until we come to a chain link fence with razor wire on the top. There's an opening in the fence, however. Through here, I tell her. No talking from now on so follow my lead. We sneak across an open space to a building that reminds me of an elementary school but without windows. There's an access door. It opens easily and there's no alarm. We slip into the building and enter a brightly lit corridor with tile floors and beige walls. We creep along, hugging the walls until we reach the end. We turn a corner and now we're in an area where there are people working at desks. There's talking, phones ringing, basically the hum of business activity. I motion for S to hunker down. We low crawl along the wall, out of sight of the people, until we reach a stair case. We hear people coming down the stairs and dive into the shadows beneath the staircase. We squeeze up against the bottom of the stairs. A man and woman come down the stairs. They're talking but we can't make out what they're saying. They reach the bottom of the stairs, turn, and pass by without seeing us. I wait until their voices fade, then signal to go. S follows me and we hustle down another corridor, out another access door, and end up outside on the other side of the building. I pick up the pace and we move quickly down another trail until we reach an opening in the rocks. In there, I say. A cave? she asks. No, I say, an old mine. This area is rife with old mines that are now being used as storage facilities. This is #153. Be careful because there may be guards in there. She nods and says, You don't have to wait. I'm not coming out this way. I say, I know. Good luck. She enters the opening. I don't wait, I immediately begin hiking back but taking a different path, one that avoids the building but is much longer.

***********

I talked with S yesterday and asked her what she was doing in dreamtime. She said she was on the move, escaping from pursuit, and at one point she was traveling through underground bunkers to lose her pursuer. She said she didn't see me but had no idea how she got to those underground passages.

A real sense of a government buildling but it wasn't on a base. It was out of sight for the most part, hidden among the hills. Also that the mines in the area had been shored up and were now being used for mostly storage but also for other functions.

153 adds up to 9, which in numerology indicates the end of a cycle. The number seems significant in another way but I don't know what that would be.

One thing that stood out to me was the indication that S has her path and I have mine. We've worked together a lot over the past few years but we've both gotten the message that our callings and our responsibilities will take us down separate paths. This felt like a confirmation of that message, with the added message that our paths will still cross and we may work briefly together, but we're still on separate paths now.

Honestly, I have no idea if there's any significance to the first dream or if it was just one of those generalized weird dreams we all have now and then. What did strike me was the fact both dreams referenced underground spaces.