8 A.M. - 6/9/15

MY DREAM BEGAN WITH ME, A FRIEND AND A CAT TRYING TO LOCATE A LOVE OF MY LIFE FROM THE PAST. I KNEW HE HAD LIVED IN A HIGH-RISE IN THE CITY SO WE HEADED OUT TO THE CITY. WHEN WE ARRIVED AT THE BUILDING WE SEARCHED FLOOR AFTER FLOOR LOOKING FOR THE FLOOR HE LIVED ON. AFTER EXHAUSTING OUR EFFORTS, I DECIDED TO THE STAIRS OF THE BUILDING AND GETTING OFF EACH FLOOR TO SEE IF ANYTHING LOOKED FAMILIAR. FINALLY, THE CAT AND MYSELF (DON'T KNOW WHERE MY FRIEND WAS) ARRIVED ON WHAT I THOUGHT WAS HIS FLOOR. THE CAT SAT ATOP THE SOFA IN THE LOBBY OF THAT FLOOR AND I SAT DOWN TO REST. I LOOKED ACROSS THE ROOM THERE I SAW WHAT APPEARED TO BE MY YOUNGEST DAUGHTER. SHE HAD GAINED WEIGHT WHICH LOOKED FANTASTIC ON HER AS SHE HAD PREVIOUSLY BEEN TOO THIN IN MY OPINION. I CALLED OUT HER NAME AND GOT OUT OF MY CHAIR TO GREET HER. SHE APPROACHED ME WITH THE LOOK OF DISGUIST ON HER FACE. MY DREAM ENDED THERE.

I went to a town where, in the dream, I had lived before. I went to warn people a flood was coming. I parked my truck in a lot high up on the edge of the reservoir, as high from the water as I could get. I went around telling people the flood was coming. this would be a thousand times worse than any floods we have ever seen. it wasn't raining but a storm was coming from far off, but I was the only one who could see it, besides my husband. he had told me I could come warn the people. he knows I know about storms and how to be safe. I went around the whole area of the town telling people to get safe, get to high ground. I walked past the dam. there was a man there I knew. he just appeared by me. we were by the side of the red brick restraining wall. I told him, look those cracks just happened. as we walked the cracks got bigger. we walked around the front and there were huge cracks forming. the brick was a façade over the actual dam to make it pretty. something was bulging the wall behind the bricks making the bricks split apart. as I walked past I watched the cracks getting bigger. I got all the way past and told more people, its about to burst open get to high ground! I turned and went back in front and I saw the water starting to come through. I screamed for people to run! I ran for the control building. it had several floors, I could go up the stairs. I got my phone and started to call my hubby to tell him what was going on. I kept messing up the number while I was trying to run. the water started gushing out of the dam fast now. I finally got through to him and told him. now there is a child with me. the water is sweeping people away. I see the water flooding around the building, but we get up to the top. as the water recedes I call my hubby again. I tell him I can see my truck but the water got about 6 feet deep around it so water had to get inside it.
I don't remember any rain falling, just the black clouds. many people were swept away, some got to the top of the dam and were safe.

EDIT: 6/8/15 non-layered

Missed a lot of details in this one, it was a dream that seemed to last all night.  The part that got my attention the most was when I was waking up.  I had a vision of the words "The Great Cleansing".  I thought this was important and wanted to remember it but started to doze again.  Something prodded me, to wake up more and remember it.  I kept inserting words into the phrase, but there was something poking/prodding me to remember it correctly.  Finally the words fell into place again visually and I fell back to sleep for a little bit, peacefully.  

Here is the dream I was waking from.

I had a new car and was traveling to an event, feels work related.  Feels like I have a good portion of my life packed up in the car.  And I'm heading east.  

I get there and there are these apartments I'm supposed to be in.  Sort of like a hotel.  They have adjoining rooms.  They are very new and clean. I make myself at home.

Then I'm attending the event.  It's in a huge, multi-room, maze-like building of bars and theaters.  It's some sort of showcasing event for music.  There are different types of music coming from each area.  People are gathering for cocktails and introductions, catching up, similar to events that I attend in my waking life for work. It's uplifting and exciting.  There is a buzz about the performers.  Chris Cornell is going to be playing.  There's mixed reviews on this, most people think it's a hilarious joke and aren't interested.  I'm curious.  

There's a ton of my extended family there now.  Like everyone, all my aunts and uncles and grandparents, those who have passed and those alive.  All of my friends too.  My dad and stepmom.  We move from room to room watching the entertainment (there's only one that I can remember and it was on a screen in a theater and it was an error screen I've seen on phones in my dreams before, rotating itself in and out - the rest were bands/performers).  In between the showcases, I'm walking in the hall (which is big, feels more like a mall).  There is a guy that approaches me, I recognize him and he says "remember you and I went on a match dot com date many years ago?  See I still have your profile." He pulls out two pieces of folded paper from his pocket and there is a picture of me.  He says "you are still as confident and sexy as you were back then". I'm uncomfortable, what guy would save that and carry it around.  I move along, knowing that I've hurt his feelings.  He was nice, but that was creepy.

This all seems to go on for a couple of days.  At one point I need to go back to the room to change.  I'm informed I need to move rooms.  The new rooms are at the far end of the building and I'm being transferred to older rooms that are closer to the events.  It seems there are 3 models of rooms, very similar but different in newness and cleanliness.  I'm in one of the oldest rooms now and am sharing it with people.  Older people that I don't know but trust.  I need to use the toilet.  It's very wobbly on it's foundation.  I look at the base of it and see that it's on a ball joint, so moves easily. Also, that which was supposed to land in the toilet did not so I have to pick it up and put it in the toilet.  It does not seem dirty to me, or unappealing to do so.  

Back at the event, it's the last day.  We are going to have one last round of dinner, drinks and events together.  I ask my table what they would like to eat and I take orders from my dad and stepmom. They want chicken and she says "one big beer would put me right where I need to be and I will sleep well".  I go off to make the order.  I'm sidetracked by a friend (can't identify her).  She wants to join me but doesn't like the music in the room that I'm intending to order from.  She wants to go upstairs to a different room, she thinks it's more relaxing.  

Now I'm outside of the building.  I'm with the girl and 2 guys.  We are walking on the street, it's twilight and we are "playing hooky".  One of the guys, gets a phone call and says "sugar?  yeah we'll be there soon".  It's a new drug and he's going to get us some.  We don't believe him but he walks up to a yellow house and comes back with 3 bags of white substance.  He puts it in 4 cigarettes and hands them to us.  We light them with torches.  One of the cigarettes is bent and it falls.  I go out in the street to get it when my girlfriend behind me says "um, X?  Look at this".  I bend down and the stuff in the cigarette has fallen out.  There are round jelly bean sized, milky colored pieces on the ground.  We eat them.  I start to feel myself hallucinate.  I just remembered, I forgot to get my dad and stepmom's chicken.  I'll call dad and tell him.  But when I look at my phone, I start to feel dizzy and I fall and crack the screen on the phone.  Then the drug takes over and I'm out of it.  There are some scenes here but they are short and senseless.  

Now it's the next morning and I have to go back home.  I am making my way back to the hotel with these friends.  We hop train tracks and seem to have a lot of obstacles along the way.  My clothes are torn, and I don't have a bra on, one of the guys is carrying my shoes and bra.  He ties my bra up in strange knots.  This is what he is known for, tying things in knots.  I realize that my grandma's house is on the way back to the hotel so we stop there.  There's a lot of activity, aunts cooking and kids running around, my grandma is watching TV and smoking an electronic cigarette with a cigar hooked to the end of it. I think "Grandma sure loves her cigars".  (which she doesn't, to my knowledge).  

I need to get home, where's my car and my clothes.  But I'm hungry.  I'm back at the hotel in my room eating a bit of leftover steak from one of my meals the previous days.  I'm ravenous.  Dad comes in and says "Well is that why you never came with our chicken?" I say "it's a long story"....I intend to tell him but not now, there are the old people in my room.  I have to move an old man's head to retrieve some of my belongings.  I tell him he can sleep now as I lay his head back down.  Dad says "well hopefully it was fun?"  I just nod, but I'm confused.  I don't know if it was fun, it was a blackout.  I broke my phone, that's not fun.

I have to go get my bra.  I realize I'm topless now.  I go back to grandmas to get it.  WHY do you have to tie things in knots, I think, and it's difficult to put the bra back on.  I'm not bothered by the fact I'm topless in front of family and friends.  Then there's grandma again with her cigars.  My cousin is there asking if we tried that drug.  Yes.  How was it?  I don't remember.  She somehow shows me images of her and her friends on it, they are in their underwear rolling around together, not sexually, but more like in bliss.  I say "that didn't happen to us" even though I can't really remember.  One of my friends looks at me like "yes it did...you don't remember?"

I have two vehicles now and I have to figure out how to get both of them home.  One of them is borrowed. (did I go back home and get it when I was on the drug?)  I'm trying to figure this all out when I started to wake up.

EDIT: I might add that I'm feeling extreme anxiety today after recounting this dream. A foreboding feeling that I can't shake, it's interfering with my daily routine. Could be entirely personal...I am under high stress at work. Regardless, it's incredibly uncomfortable.

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<----- DISCUSSION ----->
I know, I know. This is very late. Just so everyone knows, the actual bot run did take place at the same bat time as every other day; however, because I unknowingly pressed snooze this morning, it left me no time to assemble the pieces into my normal presentation. So, while this is published super late, just know that the content itself is based on timely data.

And because I know everyone is wondering why I couldn’t just assemble the pieces and post it during one of the lecture periods, I have literally been experiencing dream therapy and hypnosis sessions all day. I’ve done dream yoga, dream meditations, several hypnosis sessions, gestalt dream group therapy, and more. If you haven’t heard of Nick Atlas’ Dream Yoga method, it’s awesome, but does take training. Basically, we’re trying to stay fully conscious as we drift off the sleep. I know, I know....tough day for me, right?

As for the run itself, PRINCESS is a new trend, but keep in mind we’re in a lull, as you can tell by the various surge scores.  Doing a casual scan down through our words, I see so many appropriate linguistics. Unfortunately, I’m out of time to discuss it.





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This song speaks to current events. I don't like the video through, too dark for me. I posted it though because it has the words of the song.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VM8x3VXAs5E

To forgive another is a beautiful thing. It is not easy when we've truly been wronged. I like to sometimes notice when words give us literal hints to their meanings.

We do well to forgive someone when they indeed do something wrong to us. But, "for/fore" maybe indicates not just waiting to forgive them once they have done so. Maybe it does indicate that we would do well to keep in mind that they are capable of wronging us, they are as infallible as we ourselves are.

What if we could have this in our minds much of the time, well in the back of our minds, like expecting to be wronged by others. This could then be like an insulation, protecting us from resenting them when they do.

Yeah, to "give ahead of time" this forgiveness, to expect them to be infallible might actually save us a lot of emotional anguish. We are caught off-guard/shocked when wronged by those close to us. If we are expecting something to happen it cannot be such a shock, perhaps.

I'm just throwing this out there as food for thought. I see a goal I'd like to arrive at. I am not claiming to already have mastered it or arrived at sustained success with it. However, should I ever again give my mother-in-law the time of day, this is the frame of mind I'm going to approach her with.

This is the attitude in the back of my mind that I hope to approach my future with.
I really do not like the energy of resentment. It taints everything good. It's like a negative energy charge, very bad vibe.

For whatever it may be worth, this post is finished.

I was in a half-awake / half-dreaming state, and had the sensation of a long soft scarf being wrapped around my neck and being tightened. When I looked to see who was doing this to me, no one was there. This occurred several times in a row, although the scarf had a different look each time. I remember thinking it was not a human doing this to me, but some other type of entity.

I am at my parents’ house in New Mexico.  I keep noticing a large prehistoric animal with a prehensile nose, much like a tapir, in the front yard.  My parents’ house is on a 2 acre lot with little to no landscaping and is over 100 ft. from the road.  I keep noticing the animal and keep asking people what is this animal is doing there.  No one seems to see the animal and so they think I’m crazy.  Eventually, other large prehistoric animals begin to show up, and I say to people look, now there are more, and again it’s as if no one sees them and they don’t even respond to my questions.  Then other objects begin appearing all around us that make no sense; buildings, vehicles, objects in the sky….THEN people begin to notice and of course are rather freaked out.  Everyone’s attention is directed towards the sky.  These objects are absolutely huge.  I notice a convoy of men and machines coming down the road, I intentionally got in their way to confront them and the lead person bounces off me and breaks apart into pixel like pieces, but the image just shakes it off as if nothing happened and returns to its previous act of marching down the street like nothing happened at all.  I then realize that this is all a holographic projection, and of course that it is not real.  I remember about Project Blue Beam and begin telling everyone that it’s not real!  Don’t believe it.  It is a ploy to convince people that something is actually happening and that eventually they will project the image of Christ, or Alla, or whatever god people worship and then slowly merge it into one image and people will be convinced that the Second Coming is here.  I tell everyone in my dream, I even attempt to get on the phone to call friends, but the face of the phone had been destroyed and would not work.  That tells me that they will shut down any communications between people so that we cannot relay different accounts of what we see in the sky. This dream feels like the events are in the immediate future, or almost right now.  DON’T BELIEVE WHAT YOU ARE SEEING!  IT IS A TRICK.  This is the second dream I've ever posted here and both dreams have been about Project Blue Beam.

I was cooking in a kitchen that I don't recognize. The food was for myself only, some plant-based meal that no one else would want (I knew this but don't recall what it was), in a skillet on the stove top. I sensed I was not alone.

I heard noise outside and went to a door in a separate room behind the kitchen. I looked out and I was on a second floor, looking down into either an alley or a poorly lit (with yellow/orange lighting), narrow street. Kids of various ages, males mostly -- I think, were goofing around and being loud while walking down the street. I called down to one of them. I don't remember what was said. My intentions felt "motherly" as if I was responsible for him. He responded, and I closed the door to go back to cooking.

A few moments later the boy who had replied was in the home, along with a second and younger boy. I sensed I was very familiar with the older one, and somewhat familiar with the younger, but I don't know who they were. (The first looked like the eldest boy on The Middle, the one named Axel). I became aware of one of the other people I had sensed in the home, a female that looked mature, yet acted very immature. There was some joking between the boy and woman about my food. I joked with them, finished cooking and moved off toward a table.

I don't remember eating, or what was being said, just that the woman began making her own meal after joking that I hadn't offered any food to anyone else (because no one wanted it). She was using the skillet I had used. The home felt happy.

At some point I recall the younger boy saying something. He sounded startled. I turned to look to him and he was inside a well lit garage. The door was next to the kitchen and it was wide open. I could see the boy flailing. There were bugs, it must have been thousands, flying all around him. A small swarm of light beige insects.

I went to him and quickly opened the automatic garage door. I felt a bit worried and stressed, but not scared. More determined than anything. As the door opened many of the bugs went flying out into the night. Their numbers were overwhelming. I tried to shoo the rest out. When they were gone we went inside and shut the door.

Inside I sat down next to the woman who was mature but acted immature. I know I am close with her. I know she is my ex-boyfriend's brother's girlfriend, though I do not see the brother. We are joking and acting like kids, being silly. I put my arm around her and become aware of another person that I had sensed in the home. She approached from the left, having been in another room. I recognized her as my ex-boyfriend's mother. It was at that moment in the dream I just knew it was her home. It was a sudden awareness.

I felt suddenly self-conscious about having my arm around the woman. I felt as if I would be judged, as if the familiar contact is somehow inappropriate, or would be taken the wrong way. I take my arm away. The woman looks confused. I think to myself that I'm doing nothing wrong, and that I shouldn't be so self-conscious. I place my arm back around her and this seems to make her happy. Ex's mother does not seem to notice, just goes about talking normally. I don't remember what's said.

I can't remember anything else, except a vague feeling that the ex's brother was somewhere nearby and knowing he was younger than me (though in the real world he's older). I think I was woken up here.

Everyone I know in the dream are people I am long out of touch with. The others I don't know at all or can't remember who they might be.

It's possible that I have transposed the bug scene with the awkward arm rest scene. I'm uncertain.