I fell asleep in my chair today and had this weird dream. Didn't intend to fall asleep so there were no intentions set.

Spouse and I enter through a doorway. I see rolling hills, green grass and the occasional tree, fluffy white clouds in a bright blue sky, and a wide packed dirt road leading away from where we stood. Mild temperature, a slight breeze, all in all a lovely day. Spouse says, This is your show, what do we do? I shrug and reply, I guess we start walking. So we head out along the dirt road. I turn around and there's no open doorway behind us so we can't leave if we change our minds. We are now well and truly inside whatever's going on, without any supplies or information about where we're headed.

We walk along the road, chatting idly about what might be going on. Spouse seems to think I should know. I tell him I got nothing and if there's a purpose to all this, I didn't get the memo. We round a curve and discover a huge birthday cake sitting atop a wooden cart. The cake is beautiful. Multiple layers covered in expertly applied frosting. It even sports a kazillion birthday candles. It had to cost a fortune. Spouse and I stand there, studying the cake. Now what? he asks. We have to take it with us, I say, pointing to two wooden handles on the front of the cart. You grab one, I’ll grab the other. What if we leave the cake where it is? he asks. Well, I say, we can try but I suspect we’re supposed to take it with us. Oh-kay, he says as he takes one of the handles. I grab the other. We begin pulling the cart. To my surprise, the cart moves easily and smoothly over the dirt road. We continue on our way until we reach a place where the road separates in three directions. Which way? asks spouse. Beats the hell out of me, I say.

At this point, the cats woke me. I went to the restroom, went back to my chair, and promptly fell asleep again.

We’re back at the starting point, as if someone hit a reset button, but this time our younger son is with us. He peers around, studying the scenery, and says, Why are you in a RPG, Mom? No idea, I say, and how can you tell? He waves his hand in the general direction of the scenery. Sure, it looks real, he says, but if you know what to look for you can see the pixellations around the edges. I’ll take your word for it, I say, Do you have any suggestions for what we should do? Well, he says, you have two choices. You can either go on and play the game or you can back out. I point behind him. He looks and sees no doorway. Make that one choice, he says. Guess you’re playing the game, whatever it is.

The three of us start walking along the same dirt road until we come upon the birthday cake again. Was this here before? DS#2(hereafter known as 2) asks. His father and I nod. What did you do? 2 asks. We hauled the cake with us, his father says. Okay, 2 says, let’s see what happens if you don’t take it this time. I protest, saying, I think we’re supposed to take it with us. Look, he says, the worst that can happen is you end up back at the start again. So we circle around the cake and keep walking.

We don’t get very far before there’s a big cloud of smoke, a pop, and before us stands an old woman dressed in the stereotypical witch’s costume. Beware! she intones. You cannot pass. Really? A witch? says 2. Why not a dragon or something? No, I say, the dragons wouldn’t do this sort of thing. The old woman folds her arms across her chest and says, Look, we don’t have all day here. Can we get on with things? The three of us glance at each other, shrug in unison, and spouse waves for the woman to continue. Thank you, she says sarcastically. She resumes her previous pose of arms raised as if she were preparing to cast a spell. You cannot continue on your journey without the necessary item! See? I say to 2, Told you we needed to bring the cake. So we trudge back to the location of the cake. Spouse and 2 grab the handles and off we go again. When we pass by the old woman, who is sitting in a camp chair, drinking a bottle of beer-couldn’t make out the label-by the side of the road, she says, Your journey will be fraught with peril! For which we need a cake, just in case someone’s having a birthday party and forgot to order cake, says 2. The old woman eyes him. Don’t bust my chops, she says, I didn’t write this story. Who did? asks spouse. She shrugs, waves the beer bottle in the air, and disappears in a cloud of black smoke. Spouse and 2 look at me. I say, Hey, don’t look at me, I don’t know what’s going on, either. But we need to keep walking or we could be here all day. So on we go, until we reach the point where the road split into three. This time, however, there’s a small black dog sitting at the junction. Spouse says, The dog wasn’t here before. The dog trots over to where we’re standing and begins dancing around like a puppy happy to see its people after an absence. Spouse and 2 wait for me to say it. I sigh, Yes, the dog goes with us, too. The dog parks its butt on the road, scratches an ear, gets up, and says, Jeez, don’t act so thrilled to have me around, why don’t you? A talking dog, says 2, of course it has to be a talking dog.

Then I woke.


Okay, this was, without question, one of the weirdest dreams I’ve ever had-and I’ve had some pretty darned weird dreams in my life. I was going to skip posting it but got the vibe it was necessary so here it is.

Side notes:

Usually when I dream about our kids, they’re younger. This time, though, 2 was his current age and size. He’s also still an avid D&D player, part of a group that’s been getting together every week for over 10 years. So if I had to have someone as a guide or even a “cheat” in some sort of LARP setting, he’d be handy to have around(If it had been a first person shooter game, I suspect his brother would have made an appearance as the guide).

I seldom get dreams that continue or repeat after a period of wakefulness. There was a strong sense that the DM of the game-whoever that may have been-hit the reset when I woke. But why the game had different aspects the second time is a mystery to me.

If there’s a message or meaning to this dream, it’s lost on me.

Trending: wed paper lounge flash fair boss centre signed etc were pull plot amazing had unless saw surprisingly choice larger student friend group annoyed also there reality damn soon snake june people sleeping security noise super years god shining mum escape
Waning: barry kiss yesterday magic sun bathroom fun wonder camera star public important fear wearing means naked yet battle makes glass office men heist mafia focus note hole responses pleasant fireworks daughter stealing rainbow congrats mon

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This is something that just doesn’t sound right with group 2. God is Shining, but there’s Super Security. I’m having problems computing that one. What makes more sense is Group 1, which basically states that our Reality is Damned Soon and that in June, the People are Sleeping.

Group 3 is about a Public Star who might get caught on Camera with his/her pants down (metaphor for Naked). It’s a another lull today, and the linguistics do seem very articulate in the expected regions of the run.

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Rainbows keep popping up in my waking life - way more than what would be deemed usual.  Seems anything "rainbow" keeps presenting itself to me.  Thought I'd share this one that crossed my path.  Pretty amazing images.

http://www.express.co.uk/news/nature/586...ray-echoes

I had a very long intense dream that culminated in this scene:

I was in a parking lot, like the top level of a parking garage. I found three older identical white vans parked in a row with identical Washington dc license plates, same number and everything.  each van had 2 large black letters painted on its sides.  1 had "CO". the next had "NV". and the 3rd had "WA".
each van contained a nuclear bomb in its cargo space.

edit: pics...

Trending: heist mon damn pleasant paralysis luck mafia station 2015 spray roof awhile awakening america stealing yesterday request sent experienced apparently dat fireworks impression government warning seemingly ends last coral jesus pile work conversation asian ghost elk hard sleep wake represent
Waning: warm dawn barry failed stairs today thanks yeah music hate soccer teacher sudden gun tired cage men shirt glasses monkey reality son crying theater dancing important smile blood wet continued knowledge boyfriend husband guardian shifting


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The top meme is STEALING, and the two entities in the run that can do the stealing are MAFIA and GOVERNMENT.

Why is 2015 rising again? Really this is a slight indicator that more dreams are available for the bot to read. Anyway, in Group 1, it sort of sounds like chemtrails, or the better more official term is climate engineering, will end up being the catalyst to awaken America!

Group 2 gives us more indication on the context for Fireworks, and it appears that either the Government will end or the Government’s Warning will Seemingly End. Either way, look out for the Fireworks!


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I am attending a mandatory meeting for healthcare professionals on how to deal with epidemics. It is a follow-up to last years’ meeting. When we arrive, we find ourselves in a big auditorium with 500 cots with blankets, as an evacuation center would be set up. We are told that we are going to be expected to stay here overnight. We have the freedom of using our cell phones to tell our offices or loved ones that we won’t return today. We are advised that if we leave the premises, our healthcare licenses will be revoked immediately. There are no armed guards at the doors, just suited men with name tags.

They are giving us the tools for a small pox like vaccination. We can give it to ourselves or have a fellow practitioner do it. There are stations for the inoculations, with cameras in the ceiling watching us. Some of us wonder why we are doing this again. Weren’t we suppose to do this last year, when we were allowed to take the vaccine home and give it to ourselves on a day off, or a day with a small schedule? Some of us, who had done the inoculation last year, in a way of protest, made a half effort to re-inoculate ourselves. There was no response from the eyes in the sky to our protest.

We each had a bed assigned to us. If we felt weak or tired, we were to use our assigned bed to lie down. Otherwise, we were allowed to roam around the inside of the facility. They had buffets with excellent food. We could use our phones to watch videos or browse the web. Those who smoked would walk out one of the exits and smoke within 10 feet of the door. Others stood outside to catch fresh air, talking to the suited monitors. No one was allowed to go beyond the 10 feet without the threat of losing one’s license. However, no other force was being applied.

After awhile, I felt tired. I took a nap on my cot. After a half hour, I woke up refreshed. Others slept for up to 4 hours. I wondered how strong that inoculation was since I found myself tired even with my half effort of applying the inoculation properly.

As dusk approached, the event monitors seemed happy. No one had gotten sick. The worst was a 4 hour nap; that meant that all of us had followed the instructions last year and had done the self-inoculation. We all were allowed to go home at 9 p.m. instead of staying the night because of the excellent results.

I found myself in a wooded hill overlooking a wooded,tree/bushes facing an ocean/sea beach which was only a partial portion of a beach blocked on both ends by some unseen, unknown, vague feeling of clutter. I proceeded down to beach seeking a path upwards and saw several "morose" beach bathers walking up a sandy steep path back up to the top. I followed the beach goers and suddenly found myself in a magnificent cavern with granite boulders as a result of internal cave construction with no machinery or equipment visible, just a vast chamber of granite archways holding up the granite ceiling which was very high up. I remain confused. Workingmen  stared at me as if they were asking "where did you come from?''  At that point I woke up.

Trending: fireworks shifting guardian court monkey advanced cage wood nowhere snake mirror tile mechanic journey pile dawn shout jesus rage yelled failed house dock touch heck going up remember leave when words knowledge rather apparently had sudden ugly colored kitchen warning
Waning: killing energy toilet 2014 learning dictionary husband animals dreamer sex sat wasted shared met within pool draw blank getting last mood barry important female longest weird pour school sun lucid mon fri sexy hitler 2015

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Huge run today, folks! Mark my words….this run will become one of the more important runs in our database. Why is everyone dreaming about Fireworks? Well, just like in dreamwork fashion, we have several different possibilities, and I will offer a couple of them.

First, when I think of fireworks, I tend to think of July 4th….its the first thing that enters my mind. Remember back in October 2014 when everyone was dreaming about July? http://nationaldreamcenter.com/forum18/T...light=july    On that same run, everyone was also dreaming about Saturday, and neither of these dates (July and Saturday) made any sense based on when the run was conducted. Incidentally, July 4th shows up on a Saturday this year. I believe that we now have a Red Alert for July 4th, 2015.

Remembering that to qualify for a Red Alert, the word(s) has to have support in the run below it, and so the only support I could find in today’s run was metaphoric. When we describe people who get in fights or argue loudly, we say, “…and the fireworks began.” Therefore, I took the blue arrows and connected Fireworks with Shout, Rage and Yelled. This meme feels like a big conflict. I mean, when you have Jesus in the middle of all these highly charged words, look out. The last time Jesus was angry, I think he was pushing over the moneychanger’s tables. Therefore, there is a chance that someone or some group (I’m hoping for the common folk) to push over the moneychanger’s tables, i.e., let the fireworks begin. Remember, though….just because someone finally takes a stand against the corrupt parasite, doesn’t mean it’s automatically a golden age. The moneychangers won’t be so happy when the tables are turned, and it will be a miserable time establishing a system with no fractional reserve banking and without using debt to introduce new currency.

Of course, we might actually need to take the run literally, whereby a big headline associated with fireworks will be indicated.

Also in this bot run is an inference to a Caged Advanced Monkey (that would be humans). There is a chance that our Red Alert today is indicating that many Advanced Monkeys will get Caged as the Fireworks begin on the moneychangers. As if that wasn’t enough, there is also a Shifting in the Guardians.

Enjoy the run and read it thoroughly for other hints about the future.


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I gladly accepted a request to appear on "The Best Years in Life Radio Show" at 6-8PM CENTRAL (I think my time is 7-8 Central). I'll have more idea about the content of our conversation after I chat with Luella May either today or tomorrow.

http://www.tbyil.com/TBYIL_Radio.htm

It appears that they also have a chat room during the show I'll have more info as I get it. Looking forward to this!

In my dream was a dead tree with one large branch extending to the right. On the main trunk of the tree was a bear with a large dark blond to tan colored very long haired leopard type cat with no spots. The bear kept antagonizing the cat by lunging toward it and actually pushing it's face into the face of the cat. The cat did not react to the provocations of the bear so after a time the bear slid down the tree several feat to reveal a male African Lion. With it's front paws the lion was holding down the front feet of the leopard like cat.

I told my wife and she thought the bear could be Russia and the lion Great Britain, we have no idea what the other cat would be. I mentioned this dream to another man who interoperates dreams and he thought it might be an end of conflict or resolution. The dream didn't feel like it was an end of resolution or conflict but I can't say for sure that it wasn't.