Based upon the dreambot run for 7-20-15, I am predicting that Hurricane/Tropical Storm Danny will form during the Leo timeframe and hit St. Georges Island, Florida, causing damage and flooding. Storm surge is highly likely to be a major cause of damage as well as waves.  This will be more of a water event though wind will cause major damage too. There is a chance the strong winds will cause some smaller fires to burn.
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(07-20-2015, 01:32 PM)twiceblessed9 Wrote: Based upon the dreambot run for 7-20-15, I am predicting that Hurricane/Tropical Storm Danny will form during the Leo timeframe and hit St. Georges Island, Florida, causing damage and flooding. Storm surge is highly likely to be a major cause of damage as well as waves.  This will be more of a water event though wind will cause major damage too. There is a chance the strong winds will cause some smaller fires to burn.
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What a most interesting word to be above the 100 level. Whirlwind? Definitely a Red Alert, but we are missing context because Whirlwind can represent many different things. The support for the Red Alert can be many thing like Water, Flow, Attack, Heavy, and arguably some more hits.
I have nothing to base this next bit off of, but I am sensing that Whirlwind is actually talking about Group 1 in today’s run. October Period Feel Attack. Anyone feel something different? October is a highly unusual word to be seeing in July. In fact, wasn’t it in October 2014 that we saw July in that strange run? Hmmmmm…

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Start of Dream: I found myself with other people I did not know except 1. We were in the driveway of a house and we were packing for a road trip. There were two cars and each filled with adults and children. The car at the front of the driveway has an old van that had been converted into a camper of sorts. I don't know what type of car I am in. I was telling people to pack light, only for a couple of days. The driver asked "how we were going to get gas along the way if the service stations did not have electricity?" I told her that we would need a siphon device to get gas out of cars that were on the side of the road.

When we were all packed and ready to move out, I got in the drivers seat and then quickly got out because I was not driving. I was in the back seat and was going to navigate. The driver asked where we were going. I told her "we are going west and we will be picked up by a ship". In my mind I showed her the ship, it was HUGE. I then heard the words "Mauna Kea". End of Dream.

Afterthoughts:

1. When I woke up I was still hearing the words "Mauna Kea". Mauna Kea is a volcano in Hawaii.
2. I felt a strong need to pray. Before I started praying I closed my eyes to try and see the state where I was headed in my dream. I could not see it, only know it is in the S.W.
3. With my eyes still closed I asked "what am I going to do there". I suddenly felt myself being lift up, up, up away from the Earth until I stopped and could see the Earth. It was beautiful, all green and blue.
4. I had no fear, just a strong sense of doing what was right. I was not concerned for our safety nor did I have any concern about getting were we needed to be.

I'm checking things online and I notice a social media post from my Sister in Law, it's making a mention of how she had 2 children, and is now only down to 1. Really confused and alarmed, I call up family to find out what's going on. I talk with her and she explains that my Niece/Goddaughter passed away. I press her to find out what happened, and she explains that her and Nephew were messing around playing. He was pushing/sitting on her back and then she started coughing within the hour. At some point she started struggling to breath, and eventually there was nothing more they could do. 


A scene of walking down a sunny street/sidewalk in a suburban area with small trees. I think I am with someone else. 



I am heading to the Grocery store and the car, a black SUV, is parked at the far end of the lot by a tree. I know it is about 3:30-4pm and it is sunny outside. I head inside and start shopping for all sorts of items. I think Husband is with me. There is all sorts of weird zaniness of trying to find items, losing items, items are not in stock. Eventually my cart is filled to the brim with all sorts of food and house necessities. I go to check-out, but it is taking a long time. There are all sorts of issues, whether the computer isn't working or scanning improperly, items don't seem to exist, etc. My cashier is a longtime online Friend of mine, and we are just chatting away and probably also taking our time. We are joking around about how ridiculous the situation is. 

Eventually it is taking so long, there is a cashier shift change, and I have another younger inexperienced cashier. They are really overwhelmed that I still have stuff to scan, and there is starting to be a line behind me. At one point an older woman tries to cut in front of me at the end of the register stand, "Hey can you check out? I just need to buy this, it's only $4" and I laugh saying "I wish!" she rolls her eyes and tries to find some other register. I am looking around for my other reusable shopping bags. A much older heavy woman behind me is just waiting, sighing. The cashier decides to start ringing her up, but explains to me that the bills will still be separate, they just want to move things along. I kind of shrug and go along with it. 

When they finish ringing up the items, I start yelling "Wait!! Everybody stop!" and I am looking for, then pulling out my rewards card lanyard from my bag and hand it over. The cashier then tries to TYPE IN my rewards number, but I feel impatient and scan it on the belt myself. I was feeling good about getting credit/coupons for two carts. I head back to the car, it is already dark, the moonlight is shining off the ground like there is snow along the parking lot. The car is still where I left it. Husband seems to reappear at this point, and we comment about how the trip took 4 hours. 



Day Residue: Reminds me of some things that had happened on Friday afternoon. Did do a lot of shopping, and there was a mixup made at one of the stores and I had to get merchandise credit back, which I was actually really mad about. I almost requested to "return" everything and start over, but I dropped it because there was already people making a line behind us, but the cashier had screwed up pretty badly. I had a phone conversation with my Brother, and he told me about my Niece' sports team being knocked out, but may sign up for a different team. I personally find their whole dedication to her sports very overwhelming and suffocating. Both events occurred at the same store.  And recently a few people in dreams have taken the appearance of characters from a Netflix show, but it's only their looks that are the same.

Around June 15, 2015: A young version of my mom showed up making the flapping half fisted gesture she usually makes when she is trying to get a point across. She said, “He’s going to leave her (here?) in September.”

Intent: What, if anything, of importance will occur near the end of September?

Night of June 27/28: I’m stopped on the highway in a town called Holdfast. There are country stores along the highway. I am out of my vehicle standing in the middle of the highway, arms spread, pointing in both directions. I ask a man in a brown jacket, “In what direction should I be going?” His answer is, “North”.

Night of June 28/29: Someone is manipulating the Facebook Pet Rescue game while I am playing it. // A group of women are meeting to determine who is going to arrange the funeral. // I receive a letter from the power company indicating that they can’t provide me with a thermostat for $50.00. // My oldest son is walking away from our cottage carrying the last sheet of drywall. // I am awakening from a deep rash.

Night of July 18/19, 2015:  I found myself trying to escape an ever changing undulating spongy landscape of park and city center buildings where walking and even crawling was nearly impossible.  Occasionally I would see a part of the landscape that looked solid and would try to move in that direction. The solidness didn’t last long. In the peripheral was a pointy nosed villain something like Gru from the movie Despicable Me, who was responsible for the chaos.

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There are a couple of indicators that suggest this is a lull of a run. First, “Dream” appears all the way at the bottom, meaning there are not enough new dreams to keep that word at it’s average. Nonetheless, there are some cool linguistics here.

Group 1 might be about a car bomb attack, which would definitely start to change things if that should happen here in the states.
Group 2 is another Roswell incident except that it’s out in the ocean this time (if I have the lingo partitioned correctly).
Lastly, Pillow Energy Sam could be another way of indicating the death of America (Uncle Sam falls asleep on the pillow)


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Hello, I am new to this forum and sought out this shared space because of a recent dream that still plagues me. In it I am inside of a house and I feel an earth quake that is rocking the house to the point where I can't stand up. It seems to last for an eternity. Once it stops I walk outside to survey the damage and off in the distance I see a large volcano. As I am watching it the top of the volcano blasts off which looks like a triangle shape. I woke up right after that but can't shake the feeling that this is going to happen and be very destructive.

I decide to take an early bus into town in the morning. I am dressed in my usual t-shirt and jeans, I am wearing a backpack with some of the items normally in my purse, and also my binder of artwork just in case. I think I am trying to prove some kind of point by doing this. It must be very early, somewhere around 4-6am. I decide not to get off at one of my earlier stops like I normally do, before I know it we are much further down past the Library. I decide to get off the bus and possibly find a transfer, before he loops back the same way we came. 

Looking around, I realize I must be near or on the Lowe's parking lot. I wonder if my Target store, which i remember is in the area, is 24hours, I decide to check if they have a computer cable my Husband was looking for recently. I start walking north and towards the Target store. I realize a lot of other people must be heading in the same direction. Towards my left, I am looking to the side of the current parking lot and see through the trees that there is water. I must have hit the side of the island of my nearby town. Continuing towards the store entrance, I see a lot of people entering the store but it seems the lights are dim inside. I realize that all these people must be workers here, and it is not actually open at this time. I head back towards the road, I pass by a Marshall's store but it is not open this early either. 

I finally reach the road, on the other side of the road is water too, I must have hit the far side of my town/island. I see some people walking into a small shop, I didn't see any sign but I head in. It's a bit cramped and small, I notice art on the walls. Prints for sale, To the right is a backroom with french style doors between. Looking in I see paintings on display on easels and the wall, I wonder if this is some sort of gallery. There are younger children there, and adults, possibly parents chatting with the two women behind the front desk. One is a Blonde who seems to be inking or editing artwork on the front desk area with some sort of dark green powder and brush. The other is a Brunette who is busying herself with things as they are chatting. I decide to check out the backroom, there are small tables with various children sitting down at each. They looked rather bored and waiting. I loop around the room, which is a bit bigger inside than expected, just looking at the art, and I head back to the front desk. By the time I am back at the front, the Blonde is fixing things, she looks down close at the papers, and then picks her head up and somehow has the green powder all over her face. She laughs it off, laughing at herself. 

She is cleaning herself, as we are giggling at the situation, I politely ask "Is this a consignment store? .. Or some type of Art Gallery?" The two women look at each other, and they both look back at me, the Brunette responding, "I'm a VoidWitch/Weaver (can't recall exact wording). I can teach people how to get noticed for their work. At the least, I can show someone how to make a lasting impression." Really eager and curious, I ask her how does one take her classes/get started with doing that. Blonde tries to politely explain that "You can't be taught, with the way you are now." 

I try and think if I should bring out my artwork from my bag or pull out my phone, thinking maybe I was too casual and not business minded enough, I try to stand up for myself saying "I was only trying to be friendly, you haven't seen me clean up for a business environment yet," but the two women seem to completely ignore me at this point. I decide to leave, maybe I can try another day. I head back outside, it's a bit more light out, but very grey and cloudy. I head north again and come across another shop that looks open, curious what could be inside. 

After navigating my way around a dark hallway, I move to the right and it opens up into a beautiful warmly lit foyer, with a beautiful amber-colored wooden desk and an older women and bespectacled man sitting behind it. To my left at this point is what seems to be dark metal filigree / latticework diving this foyer to the other part of this establishment. I walk up to the desk curious, greet each other with Good Mornings, and the man asks me, "What are you doing in a restaurant at 6am?" I laugh it off, explaining that I am new to the area and am just exploring and getting acquainted with the shops around here. I know this is a lie, but I really don't know what shops are around here. 

We have some chitchat, all three of us, and then the Man offers to show me some kind of device - I think it plucked chickens? - and that he will be right back, he just has to drive it over from the back. I figure I am not in a rush and agree to stay and wait. I am standing, waiting to the right side of this front desk still, and somehow some used plates show up on the desk. There is a Woman and younger Girl waiting in this Foyer-room now, I think they are wanting or waiting to pay for their food. I notice the plates are shiny/greasy in what I deduce is olive oil from some different plate/bottle that is on the stack.

I'm in my apartment trying to sleep. Things seem as they are in reality the current moment - I am sleeping on an air mattress in the living room, Husband is on the couch. I had a medical procedure done a few days prior. But it is grey/stormy outside. The storm makes it hard to sleep. I am thinking of the third roommate that left not long ago, and that we still have one roommate upstairs sleeping. I am woken up by loud knocking on the front door, it seems to be daytime now but it is still very cloudy and grey out. 

I answer the front door, my porch/front door is now atop a very long staircase. Apparently something happened in our backyard with the water pipes, things are broken, the man is some kind of plumber or firefighter explaining that they need to look at our pipes, and they will be doing work in the backyard. I consent to whatever they need to do to get the job done. Then through the living room window he pulls pipes from inside the house to the outside, and then pushes them back under the carpet and thanks me for our time. 

Roommate comes downstairs and asks what is going on, why is it so noisy. I explain the issues with the pipes, and she asks why am I not sleeping in my bedroom. I explain that I had surgery, and that it is safer for me to sleep on the ground floor for now. She understands and we get to talking, and getting to know each other, my Husband joining in the conversation as well. We are having a very good time, I do something close to the front door, and my Landlord starts yelling from outside. 

Open the front door, and he's at the bottom of the stairs, he tells me that whatever I did affected the water pipes in the backyard. There is a small group of people moving towards the house, asking what is happening. He explains that I made a mistake, it's not a big deal, and mentions that Husband and I are "Transfers" and we didn't know any better. Somehow this seems to spook everyone. I don't understand what they are talking about, Husband doesn't either. Our Roommate seems to get quiet, tries to lightly explain it's because we moved in from another state. 

Some sort of investigation seems to start. This older Hispanic woman volunteers to investigate the apartment, and she begins to slowly walk around looking at everything. I recognize her as a neighbor from down the street, but she had always ignored us since we moved in. She questions me, "Where is your dog?" I tell her we don't have one, but my memory shows we had a small white dog when we initially moved in, but we thought nobody found out. She questions again about the dog, and I explain again that no dog exists here. She seems miffed because she can not seem to find it or any evidence of the dog to hold against us. After some time, my Husband and I are then put into cuffs behind our backs and wrapped in plastic/saran wrap around our torsos. I'm getting worried, scared, feeling humiliated. 

We are escorted out our front door, and down the sidewalk going towards the Town Hall for continued questioning. I notice that my plastic wrap has a loose piece, but I still am unable to go anywhere or escape, because everyone is watching us walk and all I can really do is look down at the concrete sidewalk and watch my step. Last I remember is being seated and being asked questions.

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Waning: vision happen wont dictionary girlfriend except pocket god sad river nervous red dreamer dreamt shared base april hotel staring daughter casino women question assassin hospital sun stomach horrible responses married june action baby painting barry


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Wow, lots of new details coming through in these linguistics.

Group 1: If this is predictive, expect ethnic cleansing in Thailand.
Group 2: There’s my dream again! For some reason, seems as though the matrix isn’t limited to fema camps in the cities….they might be planning “detox stations” out in the middle of the forest. My dream is here http://nationaldreamcenter.com/forum18/T...ntibiotics

Group 3: Yep, murder wave has begun. Expect many more.
Group 4: Everything is failing. The time is now for the collapse.
Group 5: This matches an off-site dream I read this morning. This is very a very keen overlap. The river in question is Colorado’s Crystal River. http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/for...read=22425

Plus, we have April showing up yet again….that is astounding.  Also, the Assassin may end up in the Hospital!



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