I am posting this here today in the event there are others on this board having these type of dreams.

5.10.2015 Vaccination Dream 3:00 am:
I am walking in an area where there are people sitting in rows. It looks like a huge movie theater except the rows were not elevated, just floor level. The whole area had very low lighting so I thought It would be easy to escape. I knew someone was coming for me so I decided to walk in the opposite direction. I was trying to wake up people as I was walking by them. Suddenly a vehicle like a golf cart drove by and people in uniform got out and made me get in the back seat. I heard someone say "we found her ". They were very upset. Everything was very military like and it disturbed me because I felt like I was being made to "comply".

I was put in a vehicle in the back seat. There was a uniformed driver & a woman in the passenger seat not in uniform. In the back was someone to my left who was not a happy camper. I started talking and singing a song about a river. When I stopped singing the woman in the front seat was smiling. The one next to me did not think it was fun to sing a song. "It" (not sure if man or woman) looked at the woman in the front seat and the woman in the front seat told "It" to proceed. They were speaking telepathically & I could not understand every word, just the gist of it.

"It" came toward me with a vaccination gun and I moved away & the woman in the front seat told "It" to wait. I had seen these injection guns before and they scared me. So then I told the woman in the front seat "why don't you use a vegetable based capsule? It would be much more cost effective and people would not be afraid of a capsule". She was amused and then told "It" to continue. "It" injected me in the left upper arm, reached over me and injected me in the right upper arm. The process happened so quickly I did not have time to react. At this point I now felt like I was reclining on a table.

I was concerned with the pain of the injection & what the medication was going to do to me. It did not hurt and the med's calmed me a little, however I still had the feeling I needed to leave this place. One of them pointed to an area, another room, telling me to report to that area.

On the way to the room I saw 2 or 3 men walking toward me. My first thought was "I need to wake them up to warn them". As I passed them I said "Don't go that way. Walk away from here, as far away as you can and hide. Do not let them get you. Keep your eyes facing down and they won't know you are awake." The men took off running in the opposite direction so I felt good that they understood what I said. There were workers around me that did not think it was good idea for the men to run away.

The next thing I remember is being escorted into a room by two guards. I was told I would be working in this area for a while & the guards would stay with me. I thought "now how am I going to wake up people with the guards so close."
End of dream.

Waylon was one I could identify strongly with because he was gut-level real! he was a believer in God while he lived many years, raising hell. Then, he was honest enough to sing about it instead of wanting the popularity and money more.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gYlBObi-SC0

dozed off again.
I was watching a man be arrested by 2 cyborg cops.  the man is white with short dark brown hair. he is struggling to get away. the cyborgs are wearing white armor.  they were at the portal I saw in the earlier vision.  I cant tell if they caught him in the facility and arrested him or if they were about to throw him in it?

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First thing I remember is that I am looking through the eyes of a tall thin girl with long blonde hair. I see her in the mirror. I have run into a bathroom and shut the door.  Im wearing a bikini and picking at these white head/ingrown hair things around my bikini bottom.  As im doing this someone tries to open the door.  I say stop and slam myself against the door and manage to lock it.  Then I need to use the toilet but it cant flush. Someone has thrown a gift bag into the toilet and when I try to flush after 3 times the gift bag goes down but theirs 2 large turds (sorry) that wont go down.  It seems theres someone else in the bathroom now, as I am trying to explain that I didn’t do this.  
Next thing I remember is a man with a long green tube.  Its snakelike.  Hes using it to make an outline of something on the ground.  Maybe the USA I think in the dream, but then I wake up.
As im dosing off I see a portal. It looks like the ones in the stargate. I am looking at it and someone says “read it”.  I start to read it. It has a date. Then I wake up again.

She is not known to have the gift of prophetic dreaming. Only dream remembered that came true was as a newlywed, she dreamed her first child would be a boy that looked much like his dad. But..what are the ods? so doesn't prove anything.

She awoke this morning in this dream. She and her sister were in a house together, couldn't tell if it was the one she currently resides in. Her sister told her something about "the administration" being about to do something. (This sister is not into current events/politics at all)

Her sister told her "you've got to get out of here."

Our 27yr. old, the mother of our only grandchild and her hubby live near Annapolis, Maryland between DC and Baltimore.

The ominous, strong feeling that our daughter got and fact she will not take the time to report her dream is the reason I felt strongly about doing it for her.

Incubation- need clarity on recent circumstances. 05/09/15 p.m and a.m.
I am keenly 'aware' of the ritual magic of three. Things have been happening personally in  three for the last 33 days- glass breaking [metaphor for sharp-endings? or danger perhaps], dream symbols, and literal time.

Putting it all together this morning I was going to keep this as a 'privately journal-ed dream sequence' yet something I 'saw' in my dream happened as I just got up so I decided to document.

I am at work. Lunch hour. Have to get my messages off my voice-mail and clear up my desk. I reach for the phone but it is gone. No where to be found. How will I retrieve the messages?
The mail run comes in.
I am handed a butt load of gray envelopes. Mine are light gray, I see my sister's is darker gray, there are some linen blue gray. All are formally addressed and look to be legal (official?) papers.
{metaphor- gray- uniforms? or > Will, detachment, deliberation/analysis}
An attorney instructs me to sign an affidavit/notice in one of the light gray envelopes that was already opened (public knowledge?) I smirk and retort, " Really? Why would I  A. need you as an attorney, B. would I ever sign what ever this is without reading it first? You must think me a fool. You're fired".

I was led to an outside area that looked to be high desert, baron, dry, hot. I see an Army corps of engineers digging, building, planting. I was told those papers authorized the project that I refused to sign. I asked them why on earth would they be planting a garden in the middle of a desert!? There is no water!.
Retort from a colonel, "That will not be an issue, we have it all covered".
I see dirt filled into the side of a cliff with fresh planting in it. I am told not to step on them.
Why are they planting on a sharp inclined hill? It will all wash out. Doesn't make sense.

Then I see engineers. fork lifts putting up a thatch and mud roof, walls and enclosures- This is all
going underground!.
What are they expecting? No one will disclose. Top secret.

It felt like a mudslide from a natural disaster that the ACE was taking advantage of for preparing to survive.

Note*
When I got up this morning to go into the kitchen I reached for the phone to see that it was gone. It is a cordless and off the cradle. I had to hunt for it before having my coffee. I was startled at the resemblance from the dream last night.
I haven't had a chance to look at any news articles yet for bad weather, earthquakes, or mudslides or headlines.
On a personal level, my grandson's cat disappeared three days ago. On incubating or remote viewing where he could be, three successive nights the farm foreman appeared with: 1. ripped up pieces of paper (message?) 2. a menacing looking army rifle (day residue from a movie) 3. [last night] the word, "Susanne'.
In the dream of the ripped paper, I was dreaming I was awake on the side of  my bed watching the gal rip up the paper. She saw me through the curtains so swept up the mess. When I saw her clean the mess, I was aware I was still dreaming but awake in my dream. I laid back down to continue sleeping but still aware I was asleep.   Very ODD.

first it was a house my daughter was going to live in. don't know if she rented or bought it. she was moving in herself and her roommates. and finding a place to put everything was a challenge. then we discovered it had another room in the back that was the size of the rest of the house. like a double wide or something.  we got some cool new used stuff for them.  we found a bench seat out of an old chevy pickup and put a cool retro yellow seat cover on it for a couch. we found other blankets and stuff to match it.  
it came with a fridge but my daughter had a fridge of her own that looked better. I moved the fridge out and put the other in.
there ware some shelves on the wall that hadn't been cleaned when the previous tenants left. so I got my ladder and went to work cleaning.  then my mom was there. we showed her around.  I went up the ladder to clean the shelf.  there was a bunch of stuff up there for candy making and candle making. they hadn't even cleaned the tools before they put them away.  some of the stuff I wanted to keep, but I didn't want to have to wash it all.  I was up there so long I began to kind of lose my balance.  I was hopping the ladder around to get where I needed. its easier than going up and down.  
then suddenly that shelf was in a different house.  it was a super nasty house.  the previous owner left everything when they left.  there were boxes and shelves and furniture. everything looked like it hadn't been cleaned it years.
as im cleaning, the new owners show up and want to start moving in. this is extremely stressful.  they are in the way and slowing me down, but I cant really tell them to get out of my way.  they bought the house so technically they own everything in it so now that they are here I have to ask them about everything. do you want to keep this?  
then they start to help cleaning.  
then my dads there too.  for some reason I think about a trip we took once (not a real experience) where we stopped and went to church on a sunday morning on the way to where we were going.  
theres mouse poison all over the floor that needs to be swept and cobwebs.  the tenants are really in my way trying to help.  the more I clean the more stuff I find. theres a shelf in the corner behind the fridge with planters. I grab one and ask the lady if she wants these planters. she says no.  then I notice its full of spiders.  before I can get it to the trash bag one bites me.  then someone calls me to another room and has found a bunch more planters. I said throw them away or keep them if you want.  they said are you sure. I said yes the owner just told me she didn't want the ones I found so just toss them.  and there was a spider that bit me when I was throwing one away.
then I come back to the other room and start cleaning up boxes under desks and stuff.  im finding stuff and asking the owner and she says no so im sorting through it for stuff I want.  there are some antique glass things in there.  stuff that looked really nice when you first look at it, when you move things you find that stuff was hiding damage on the item.
the man and my dad had pulled up carpet and found that the floor was a disaster.  it had been made to look level with some padding and pieces of plywood.

   


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No intention, dreamed on 5/09. I don't think there's anything of significance, I'm posting this in case it causes overlaps that will show up in the language runs.

In my dream, I am a basketball coach. My job is to find ways to recruit players to my team. I am apparently in charge of a small team; I don't know if its a college team or some sort of club team. We are trying to get a foreign contingent of players, but need a way of attracting the players. The plan is to buy out a restaurant, that will be used to attract the foreign players because the restaurant will offer foods that are native to their culture. We already have a Senagalese player, and want to be able to attract more players from that area. But we aren't limiting ourselves to that area. The restauarant that is targeted is already a popular restaurant. To keep the idea afloat, and to maintain secrecy in the project, it is not only necessary to attract the players by having their native foods, we must also keep the existing base of customers happy by providing the signature dish of the current restaurant. The restaurant must remain profitable. The signature dish of the restaurant is French onion soup, which I will have to become an expert in cooking, since I am going to be the cook. We will buy out the current owners, but they will not continue to work. We don't want to change the name of the place (I don't know what the place was), which means we have to keep their signature dish on the menu, and it has to be as good or better than the current dish. I will additionally have to learn how to cook ethnic dishes from various parts of the world so we can attract players that might otherwise get passed up by other major teams.

I am in the process of cooking a sample of soup when my alarm goes off to wake me up.