Check out the headlines today, a plane was lost in the Alps. I'm wondering if there's a connection here to the activity this week at CERN:

http://edition.cnn.com/videos/world/2015...ane-crash/

Supersurge Tuesday! The sheer number of dreams are surging collectively, as indicated by several observable measures on the following chart (hint: notice the surge score for Dream and notice how low the yellow Caution bar is today, and the fact that March popped up again).

Let’s see where do we begin today? My vote is to just skip the top rung of words and go straight to Group 2. The reason we haven’t seen the mall terrorists attacks yet is because Barry’s boys are still training for the event.  That makes sense, right? Hundreds of mall attacks simultaneously would require an extensive amount of training, and ideally either in a Hollywood studio (sort of like the fake Boston marathon bombings), or through the help of US mercenary forces.

….and now for Group 3. This one matches with another phrase that you all don’t get to see in the picture because we ran out of room. I’ll get to that next. Group 3 talks about a BEING who REMOVES the WEIGHT off humanity’s shoulders (i.e., everything CHANGED). Yeah, I agree that this phrase isn’t overly convincing, but when overlapped with the next phrase, look out:

“reaction one creature other peace inspiration notified”

That is a bonus phrase that comes in at what I now consider to be “The Sweet Spot,” which seems to be around the words with surge scores in the teens. The word REACTION had a score of 21 and the rest in the high teens.  Okay, so put those phrases together. I took REACTION as the result of CERN’s reactors going live. The ONE CREATURE / BEING REMOVES the WEIGHT and INSPIRES PEACE.

That being said, look at the Biggest Losers now. FREAKY, DRAGON, UNDERWATER, SPIDER. Yeah, some sketchy creatures, eh? I also circled VOID HOPE. Most people would assume that our world is void of hope. I actually somewhat agree with that view, but I would also throw in another interpretation:  Our hope is in the Void. My life experiences show me that true happiness comes from the opposite of materialism. Instead of feeding ourselves more stimuli, going inward without having to chug out constant thoughts and mental images is majestic. Experiencing the void, even if for only 30 seconds out of the day, is absolutely blissful.

Speaking of VOID HOPE, this is proof that Americans are getting dumber by the day: http://theeconomiccollapseblog.com/archi...ns-r-stupi




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DOWN Words:   attention begin men wed monster topic crying fishing easily nose freaky interrupted professional mostly level paint dragon hey underwater certainly void hope hospital office bad song drop luck tea bombs spider sat breaking relevant

(This was very, very vivid and life-like.)

I am on a craft, heading to a convention. I look behind me and see Jeff A (a friend in real life, but someone I have not seen in decades). maybe six aisles behind me. He is going too. He is a little younger than his "real age". He looks anxious but excited to be on the trip, like a first-timer.

I awaken in a luxury hotel suite in a high rise building. The bed is comprised of six mattresses, one on top of the other. I raise up from the top mattress, and look out the window and see a glorious seashore scene. It is a beautiful sunrise and there is a power craft cutting across the ocean just before the waves break. I appear to be on a high floor, maybe level twenty or higher. I call my friend Cherokee and ask her, "Guess where I am?". She guesses "California". I tell her "No, I am at the New Jersey shore." As I am talking to her "on the phone" (although there was no phone), I tell her I have to disconnect as I am about to fall off the bed; and, indeed I do exactly that, with the mattresses toppling over. I wonder who would stack up mattresses like that? I immediately squat down to begin looking for my return tickets back. I have three suitcases, one big collapsible one in navy, a matching smaller one in navy, and a cosmetics rectangular case. I am going through the big suitcases looking for the return tickets, and I am frenzied. I have had this problem before. If I can't find these return passages, I won't be able to go back. I find a new pair of prescription glasses, 80s retro styled, with clear frames. It still has a tag on it. But, I cannot yet find the manila envelope containing my passage confirmation back, and I am still nervous, wondering how I could lose this important document. If I do not put my hands on this envelope, I will not be allowed to go back.

I look over to the side of the hotel room, and see a big tan sombrero made out of soft and expensive cloth, with red lettering on it, small and cursive. I wondered if the hotel has given these urban sombreros out as a take-home souvenir for its guests.

I decide to try it on and keep it. I look at myself in the mirror, am seeing myself in an out of body state, and the sombrero is so big, it slips over the top half of my face. I still want to bring it home with me. I look familiar, but not quite the same. My face is thinner, as one example, and my hair is a bit darker.

I think to myself that I am feeling quite badly that I had not called or paid any attention to Jeff A. since the start of this "convention" and wondered if he was doing OK in this new locale.

NFI.

In this thread, esholars posted:

Quote:I once read that those pesky aliens were "imprisoned" on this planet and they were searching for ways to break the barriers.
Seems that the bars were said to be magnetic and this is what keeps them here. No one with alien blood can leave the planet. Their first attempt to leave was the first moon landing, after that success they really pushed the space travel. Maybe now they plant to use CERN to created a doorway out.

Yesterday was the Peace run.

And today? See what I mean? You have to take the peace runs and harness them because they tend to quickly get overrun by things that actually have headline potential. Case in point is Group 2 today: BOMBS BAD SUPERMARKET! Will that manifest in a realworld headline? Oh, with a lowly 63% chance give or take a couple points. Why that low? Because when lingo hangs out there by itself, it’s close to a 50-50 for coming true. But when it has overlap with a dream, then the reliability goes up tremendously. Obviously, the clearer the overlap, the better. Now all being said, wasn’t there a recent dream about a market exploding?

From the Red Alert two days ago, BEEP returns again, this time with CHASING.

But now for the Yellow Caution. Many people might ask why BALD isn’t a Red Alert since it’s Surge Score is over 100 points. The answer has to do with support. Although there are plenty of bald Daddies and men named Peter, that doesn’t really present legitimate support here. It certainly doesn’t mean that we ignore Group 1, though. The big question is this: Who is the Bald Daddy? Since the next words are INVASION and CONCLUSION BREAKING, I thought we needed to look for someone who is powerful enough to carry out a military invasion. For this exploration, we’re pulling figures/options from this article: http://www.coolthingsworld.com/most-powe...the-world/


Bald people with a lot of power:
1. Dalai Lama (not a chance in hell that he’ll invade militarily)
2. Rupert Murdoch. Yep, enough power and money, but he will not generate any headlines for it because he owns the news corps that would otherwise provide that news to you!
3. Vladimir Putin (DING DING DING). Although he’s technically not fully bald, he has a lot less hair than just about every other world leader. We’ve got a match folks! Keep in mind that this flies in the face of Russia’s decision to immortalize their leader: http://www.independent.co.uk/news/world/...27114.html

Summing up Group 1: Putin (the BALD DADDY) Invades Japan (land of the rising SUN). Taking this headline to the 10% level, we might see a flood of humanitarian troops “invading” Japan to help them rebuild or perhaps clear up the Fukishima disaster. In other words, the 10% level doesn’t include real bombs and breaking things. The invasion will be metaphoric in a way.





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DOWN Words:   days chased there generic link invited notified modify interpretation wrapping reaction remove type has rated dictionary rating interpret been years had longer yet months sorry voted march dreams hide save submitted loading dream

I had this dream last night. I am driving a car over a bridge and the bridge begins to sway. There is a lot of commotion and I continue on. When I look back the whole earth and the area around the bridge is shaking and rippling with force and shock waves. Many cars are stopped or trying to drive away including me who now turns around and tries to drive away. The area was dry and there were no names associated with the dream or dates. It was daylight in my dream. I got the impression is was a huge earthquake.

Some of the many things I have learned since joining the NDC, (feel free to add your own).

Think outside the box, always.
When thinking outside the box doesn't work, it is probably starring right in front of you, word for word. (duh)
Get to know your metaphors, they are often the key to unlocking a puzzle.
There is always that word, you know, the one in the middle of the dreambot run. The one that makes absolutely no sense at all EVER.
Occasionally it does make sense, weeks later.
There are many ways to describe a twin. But does twin mean mirror, Gemini or clone?
For that matter, does Gemini mean spacecraft or space astrology? Or just, you know, twin?
Science, OMG!!! I have been studying about so much science...phys.com could be my home page.
While working on the dreambot runs I have had my "OMG!!!" moments. And then, 5 minutes later, I have a bigger "OMG!!!" moment, and I don't know how to post about that because really, "OMG!!!!!!!!!!" is just going to look ridiculous.
Sssshh! Apparently there is this new NDC website coming... but it has some holes and issues.
Cern created the world wide web so maybe they are creating the new website. That would explain everything.
Seriously, would anybody here have guessed Cern created the World Wide Web?? ( Still not sure how to rank THAT omg moment)
Sometimes it is like an arcade pinball machine game here with all these ideas and thoughts bouncing off each other.
I have never really been much of a "dreamer" just on occasion. I most say, I have a DEEP appreciation for all of you here. You have taught me a great deal already.

Thank you!

When I was talking with a friend about blood sacrifices, she casually mentioned that a ritual altar was being built to be used on the Temple Mount in Jerusalem. This was news to me so I went a-searching. Sure enough, http://www.breakingisraelnews.com/32009/...ish-world/

There are those who believe this fulfills prophecy from Revelations: http://www.new2torah.com/2012/02/israel-...ple-mount/ This article is 3 years old, so at that time the altar had not been built. I include it mainly for the prophetic references.

And another, more recent article: http://www.wnd.com/2015/03/holy-altar-co...sh-temple/

Sort of a historical review of the Temple Mount: http://www.endtime.com/endtime-magazine-...ple-mount/

There are so many sites discussing this that I can't believe I hadn't heard of it before.

3-20-15
Dream-Experience: a male voice simply saying, "The dark on the other side of the moon."

Trouble on the site...this is the only way I could think of to notify administrators. My password is being changed spontaneously every day now, disallowing me access and forcing me to keep changing the PW. thank you.

(Note: I have absolutely no recall of any of these experiences, and am reliant upon my notes.)

#1 I am in a Clark Griswold type of stationwagon with woody sides. It is my stationwagon, but I caught a man unknown to me stealing it and using it. I was driving him somewhere where he could not continue to hurt others. He was a predatory con-man of Irish extraction, in his early 30s, light brown hair, light brown eyes, wavy hair, medium height. As I drove, he remained silently seated in the passenger seat. In the blink of an eye, I arrived at Sally and Mike's house. Mike ran out to greet me, smiling broadly at seeing me, with jet black hair and vivid blue eyes (he has red hair, in real life). He took a look at my passenger and said, "What are you doing here?". He knew him, and distrusted him intensely. At that moment, Mike's wife, Sally, came whirling out of the house to see what was going on. I left this con-man with them.
#2 My telephone rings once. It is the SIGNAL. Someone who knows my secret signal is ringing me up to tell me of an emergency. I wait. I do not hear the telephone ring again. But, I do hear NVC. It is my contact, Cherokee, and she states (verbatim) "three hours into the (storm), Florida is gone".
#3 I see my husband (crossed over 6/11) in front of me, heading into a casino buffet restaurant (constant theme). I see his back, he is wearing a medium blue t-shirt and blue jeans and white sneakers, as he takes big strides toward the restaurant entrance. I cannot keep up with him, and eventually I do lose him, and I am a bit frantic. There are actually two buffets connected with a common entrance. To the right is a Chinese restaurant named Dim Sum. I look around at the waiters, and they are immaculately dressed, but with bare feet. I am a bit disgusted, noting that someone has allowed them to get away with this unhealthy practice. I find my husband already seated at a half-circle cushion restaurant table in the Chinese restaurant. There are throngs of people everywhere, both restaurants, and the restaurant appears to be closing. I get up to try and grab some desserts at least, and take a mini-pecan pie and another tart from the desserts section. I go to look for a glass of milk, and find milk in a stainless steel dispenser. I pump it out, and it comes out watery and almost transparent. Yuk! I return to the table where my husband is seated, and next to it is another rectangular table, full of long, long breads, most with sesame seeds on top. Some are just chunks of bread. I am told to take the bread chunks home with me. I place these into a big bag and prepare to leave. Upon leaving, I run into my husband's father and uncle, who express disappointment (father-in-law) that it had become too late because we had decided to eat rather than to shop, and he could not secure the rug and shoes he wanted so desperately. He showed me the rug he wanted to buy...a light green sculptured rug, much as a bath rug, with the trim a different color. The shoes he wanted were white and tied. The shopping mall was linked with the restaurants, and it was also closing down.
#4 This is a weird one. I am watching a heavenly golden labrador, trained as a rescue animal, and he is looking for aborted babies to transition to the other realms. The lab is being handled by one or two men.