Probably day residue from B'more news but an old friend who has crossed over was there, which is unusual. He's only visited me twice otherwise since he's passed.

We were running from police, they were shooting at us.  Terrified, wee climbed a tree to the very top where their bullets couldn't reach. This is why my friend is there, to help me hide. They finally lost interest and moved along.  We came down from the tree, and were walking along the interstate.  There were police cars everywhere, martial law.  

Now I'm counting out money that has been collected for some purpose I don't understand.  I'm changing small bills for big ones.  I have several 2 dollar bills.  Someone says they are counterfeit.  I'm convinced they are real.  Then I start to receive pieces of mail from an old roommate that I had to kick out for being a violent drunk a couple of years ago.  He's placed items of mine in boxes, mailed them to himself for the date stamp, and now is sending them to me.  They are from 2012.  Then I notice he is in the bush outside my office, watching me count the money and open packages.

No incubation intention last night. Busy, stressful week so just wanted to relax into a nice dream state.
Some day residue came through, which I was aware in my dream state (which is blending more into a waking conscious state as I journal).
A male figure that reminds me of Daniel Craig (DC) the James Bond star, is waiting at a train station for the ticket counters to open. I am there to get a ticket home, he is getting one for NYC and Staten island. It looks like we are in an older station  reminiscent of the 1930's.
I start chatting with the male figure I'll call DC. he is pleasant, handsome, emotionally neutral in an odd, detached way,almost inhuman. We are at the station bar having a drink [day residue from a movie I watched last evening].
The ticket windows open and I follow this man there. I see him go to window(s) 80 -81.
that seemed important-metaphorical, dates/timing perhaps.
I look for ticket windows to Seattle yet can't find any. I see some over to the side and go over but the ticket agents are busy; not recognizing any customers.
I get frustrated as I don't want to miss my train.
I look for DC, he may have an explanation.
I see him with his tickets boarding his train. He looks at me with that distant, detached look. Steely eyes.
Everything goes dark.
I wake up in my sleep in my own car that is parked in an alley.
I've been asleep for a very long time. I find a penny on the seat next to me dated 1932.
How long? Who put me in my car? What am I doing covered with layers of seaweed/kelp? [metaphor alert- waves/inundation? iodine-radiation prevention tx? veils of unconsciousness like a program shut down-internet kill switch type]]
Well the seaweed cover kept me warm all this time. i threw it off and out the door- wait! The door is gone!
The steering wheel is just a metal stump. My car has been vandalized? No, its been parked for many years while I was sleeping. [metaphor alert- car-self= asleep, hidden from the truth-shut down?]
I try to sit up but can't I've been immobile for too long. Stiff.
I start the car and it runs! The clutch still works too. With limited flexibility, I try to get out of the alley but can only get it into reverse. Can't get out of the alley too many brick walls.
I manage to get home somehow.
The first thing I look for is a mirror. Where is a mirror I need to see how I have aged over the time asleep. Do I have white hair now? I can't find a mirror.
Now I am in a motorized wheelchair as my legs have atrophied. I've become an activist to wake others up. I am discovering about the way the universe is really working, not the hologram; somehow I learned all of this aboard the train.
I have a peace flag in my hand at a rally as I ride around in my wheelchair crying out to people to hear the facts that will wake them up to a greater truth.I don't want the rally to get violent. Yet......
I look over to my right to see DC again. He still has that same detached steely look in his eyes. He is watching, observing. He hasn't aged a day since I first met him!! Is he alien, supernatural or what? Is he influencing the minds of the crowd?

My sense in the dream is that an event took place, like a disaster, which explains why everything went dark-unconscious. Was it a nuclear event causing a tidal wave? Or a natural disaster like a volcano eruption causing the sky to go dark and earth movement....that could also be day residue from recent news.
Upon awakening this morning and still groggy I heard "Council of nine".

This caused me to journal and document the dream. I wasn't going to and chalk it up as a personal healing dream. it might be intertwined. I sense there is a bit of subliminal influence going on.

first I heard: "Moonwalked across the world".  then i was at Costco. Cant remember why.  seeking info about wlamart and Sams clubs if they are also involved.  I don't shop at Costco.  
Lions and tigers…
I dreamed I had a young lion and a young tiger for pets.  I had the tiger first then I got the lion. The tiger played outside and liked to sleep under the hedges. The lion was kept inside for a while til he got used to things. Then I let him out with the tiger. I thought they would become friends. Something happened. I don’t remember. Then I was trying to find a phone number of a group that helped wild animals. They had offered some help before, but I had declined. Now I couldn’t remember the name or find the number…

Wow wow WOW. In the world of investing, when the markets climb the day after it plummets, we might call it a “dead cat bounce.” That’s exactly what this feels like, dream words soaring and providing us a lot of context both in the forum and around the world. The biggest meat is group 2, right in the sweet spot of surge scores. Anyway, it highlights BARRY and talks about how he’s orchestrating all the FIGHTING, the WARs, and …..peace??? There are also some STOLEN ENTRIES that would implicate our BARRY into all this in-FIGHTING.


Group 3 tells me that our Private forum is set up awkwardly.

Group 4 is a huge part of Existential Psychotherapy, the same modality that was conceived in a concentration camp by survivor, Dr. Victor Frankl. He postulated that man’s search for meaning was the top priority in all situations. He noticed that prisoners who maintained a sense of purpose were able to survive longer.

Notice also my red arrows in Group 5 say FALLING COFFEE. I thought that was interesting since I had just seen this article on Marketwatch last night before going to bed: http://www.marketwatch.com/story/put-dow...2015-04-29

Not sure what Group 6 is all about. Maybe it’s a time MACHINE made out of GOLD. I think there is already a MACHINE that can create GOLD.  I see it as something like a 3D printer, but of course, you and I won’t ever see it…..that would be for the elite.




UP Words:     class cheating bolt view dream up barry had fighting there were into according entries than stolen ruined around now one when war peace profile flown add people private forum categories awkward rocket thought

DOWN Words:   odd special must death process self important job voted thank falling sharing hotel coffee anxiety pay pool dad gold machine truck kill hide sun yesterday sandwich moons desk mon thanks

Went to the dollar store with my middle daughter.  She found hair chalk she wanted to try.  I tried it. Blue and red. oldest daughter said hair chalk doesn’t work.  I wrote on my hair with a green hair marker and showed the girls. It was a pretty color. They ooooh-awwwwed.  I said the pink and the blue was the chalk and I washed it 3 times already. She said I wanna try it.  We hunted all over the store.  I was wearing a very short inappropriate for public pajamas.  Finally I asked a sales lady if they had any more. She said yes.  I handed an empty one I had found to her. She said what size is this…huge. And went to where they were.  

Was at a  horse show walking out a strange reining pattern.  It was a small circle with two obstacles in the center to work around.  I asked a couple questions and went to get my horse.  Someone brought him to the show for me.  They didn’t bring my show gear just work gear.  The guy put his saddle on for me.  He had put in on and then slid it forward. So I took it off and put it back on.  Horse was being skittish about it which was understandable since its been so long since he was ridden.  The guy then took the saddle back off and told me I was doing it wrong and telling me how to properly place a saddle.  i told him I know what im doing.  I made a point of making sure people know my horse is 40 years old and he was born February 26, 1976. Cinched the saddle up and found he didn’t even bring his bridle so all I had was a hack.  Then for some reason horse is loose and running around.

I have seen many sites that are linking the Cern activity with the Nepal quake. I have yet to see a site that links Cern and Nepal without also stating that it is the end of times and the second coming is about to happen etc...
Has anyone seen a good site that will show a scientific or logical link without the additional "it is the end of the world, the dark one is coming and the gates of He** are now going to open".
Thank You.

Where Our Soul Goes When We Dream

http://www.spiritscienceandmetaphysics.c...americans/

I’ve spent hours trying to figure this one out, and I am unable to find out anything wrong. Assuming there are no glitches, which is my strong suspicion, the collective just happens to be in the biggest run/lull since the inception of the dreambot. And then I smiled when actually putting together today’s results, particularly in the DOWN words. Check out Group 1: DRUNK FORUM TIME DOWN.

Well there you have it! DOWN TIME. I guess the bot wants a break—LOL.

All that being said, what’s the most important word in today’s run? My answer: MALL. Unfortunately, I have absolutely no idea why I picked that word.






UP Words:     batman dorm suppose apart played width flood medical monday credit support mall sharing analytics gangsters

DOWN Words:   drunk forum time down where went going when private profile room entries lucid around one back into there were had up dream view class

This is at the tail end of a long dream that I can't really remember much of.

We live in village in the woods and there is an ice age coming. Everyone has decided to - basically - curl up and die. All the people are going to their homes and getting into beds and waiting for the snow to overtake them where they will be frozen to death. I'm supposed to be preparing. The bed is ready, I'm waiting for my boyfriend. I take off my boots and throw my phone out into the yard. I'm climbing into the bed when I realize, we won't live through the ice age, but that's no reason we couldn't try to live longer natural lives. If we lay down, we'll freeze and starve and that will be painful. It'll go on forever. I pull my boots back on and run out to retrieve my phone. My boyfriend arrives. He's ready to lay down. I tell him my plan. We can surround our home with layers of wood and keep a fire for as long as possible and heat in our home. We can take everyone's food after they lay down. We can LIVE. He gets a jolt of excitement and agreement. We talk about the possibilities.

We have a brown bear. I keep putting outside like a cat. It's big, then it's small, it's like a pet, then it's like a dangerous beast. If we stay awake, we'll keep it like a pet. We'll feed it so it doesn't eat us. But now my BF is having second thoughts. What if we get hurt, it will be a worse way to die. Let's just give in. I shove the bear out the door with my foot - he'll eat US if we keep him in here when we lay down. It climbs back in through the window. I kick it out again. It's getting hungry, there's a baby crying upstairs in the next house. The bear is going to eat it. I try to convince BF, let's just TRY. We can live long lives, even if we won't see the end of the ice age. It starts to snow heavily. It's beginning. We still haven't decided. The bathtub is full. We're supposed to dip ourselves in it then lay down to sleep/die/freeze like everyone else has. I don't want to die. We can keep the bear, it will feed us eventually. Then when it dwarfs (?) we can use it's pouch of fat for energy and painting materials (??). Let's go get wood! Back and forth we argue. In and out the bear goes.

My alarm went off and we still hadn't decided.