I've got to learn how to post these song videos right on this page. It's here....


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

In Brookline MA, getting off the Greenline C train at Washington Square followed by two young women with braided pigtails, dressed in black jackets, black skirts and boots. The jackets had a gold square sawtooth wave pattern embroidered up the sleeves. I wondered how I could make their acquaintance given the condition that they were obviously foreign and I didn't know their language.

I heard a harsh groan of metal against metal, something very heavy is tearing something just outside the building.
I run outside into the middle of nothing. I see no buildings, no people, no animals just a grassy field.
I see two clear planet Earth bubbles; one overlay the other, in the sky. I see them slowly separating. I watch and think is this what they have been talking about “The Two Earth Theory”. I stand in awe as they move across the sky. I have only been standing here for moments when I hear a “loud” snap. I now see two completely separate Earths. I hear a voice say “Now one metal, one not metal. Which do you chose?”

Same number of words in the lineup today, but they are all much lower in surge scores. Something is poised to get flooded. If “FLOODED” were to skip yesterday, then we would have had a big time Red Alert with that word. Keep in mind that 86.3 surge score today mainly based on yesterday’s surge, so FLOODED is magnitudes more impressive that what it looks here. Thus, look out for Flooded in the days to come.


Group 1 is a high priority. CLONE VIOLENCE is absolutely ugly of all uglies. It indicates that a lot of the violence in our society is engineered. For example, even though I’ve established that Isis is completely fabricated entity, we can expect many CLONED Isis attacks from people what want to be like the [fake and propagandized] entity. HOWEVER, keep reading the bot run, because it then says, “VIEW UNABLE…”  Thus, this engineered violence of Isis and look-alikes will fall flat on it’s face, just like the Ferguson race riots, NYC debacle (can’t tell if that was fake or not), and many other agendas. UNABLE to CLONE VIOLENCE…..Yeah!!!!!!!!

Group 2: This month, someone will examine the prison system. It will be brief and end up in avoiding the misery therein.

A new kind of alert. Its an overlap alert of phrases. What color shall we make this type of alert? It can’t be red because that signifies single-word high flyers. Check it out, we have CLONE VIOLENCE that we’ve already covered, but then we have MIRROR DEATH.  And this time, we don’t have any lingo to counter it. I believe these two 2-word phrases are direct overlaps, and thus deserve a lot of consideration.

In the bottom section, BELL finally fell off, but where did INDIAN come from? We have a jealous Indian cop. Finally Group 4 suggests that Meditating on Aliens will make one Physically Mad (i.e. crazy).


   


UP Words:     flooded betting wed clone violence view unable childhood campaign there march examine prison rent brief especially avoid covering chain mirror death probably narrator walker fulfillment background wild twin days chased entering survive answer

DOWN Words:   game fighting stay dressed blood boss rock yeah reality know mutual boat david vision life teacher asking thanks mad physical meditation aliens self shoes tower request mind sun wedding blonde jealous cop indian successful

How do you decide if the information in a dream is for the current days or if it is a replay of a past life event (if there is such a thing)?
I often have dreams in which I am living in other houses in other times but the same people are my family, friends and servants.
I have never dreamed of an historical event that would give me a time frame but I have dreamed of wars and had knowledge of the way things work in the time I was dreaming.
I once dreamed I was a woman that could weave, spin wool and raised sheep. I think it took place in Ireland. I dreamed I was a Flamenco dancer with a gypsy tribe. I have never dreamed I was someone important or famous. I often dream that I am the power behind a very accomplished man. I have dreamed I was a dancer, singer, actress,practicing witch, builder, con artist, gun moll and more but, they are all just ordinary people no one I could look up in books.
So do I dream what has been or what might be? Am I just subconsciously really a creative dreamer?

Since November 2014, I have been having a recurring dream about getting ready to move to Australia where in lived in the late 80’s and 90’s.  I am living in this Santa Barbara apartment that has been part of my dreams since the 70’s, that doesn’t really exist anywhere except in my dreams. Each time the dream occurs it is reminding me to get rid of my stuff in this apartment so that I can move. At first, I consider leaving some things in my parents garage, and then it comes to me that they are both dead, and thus there is no place for the left overs. Each time I have the dream, about 8 times since Thanksgiving, there are less and less things in the apartment, and less personal details to deal with, such as buying a ticket.

Last night, I heard a voice telling me today was the day to fly. It is the same voice telling me to get rid of my stuff.  I was surprised because it was the 3rd of March. Why hadn't I been given a week's notice of the moving date? I hadn’t given my landlady of the mythical apartment notice of leaving. I hadn’t stopped the newspaper, the LA Times (I don’t live in California). Couldn’t I go in a week? I still had an ironing board, a pole lamp and 2 boxes of personal affect to get rid of. As a walked around town, people were either saying to me, “I can’t believe you are really leaving”, or “Shouldn’t you be at the airport?”  I finally decide that I need another week, but know I probably can’t delay the ticket by a week, and will probably have to buy a new one for 2 to 3 weeks away to get the best price. I resolve to myself that I will lose the money on the current ticket. I realize that I haven’t even packed a suitcase. So, I drive to the airport to deal with the ticket issue. I arrive to see my name flashing on the board to check-in. I think that is strange because usually names are called at boarding time if someone who has checked in hasn’t made it to the gate. The usual check-in counter is closed. I wander to a smaller kiosk for those trying to fly standby. The gate agents see my ticket and tell me that they have been waiting for me. I wonder how that can be, because my flight isn’t due to leave for 6 hours, and I hadn’t done any advanced check-in. I tell them I can’t go because I misplaced my passport and it will probably take a few weeks to get a new one.

The gate agents cancel my current seat and try to see if I will get any credit toward a new ticket. The computer screen freezes. The gate agent prints the screen and looks for a pre-addressed envelope for me to mail in my request for a refund. Two yellow envelopes are found in the back of the drawer, their edges torn and worn. I am given the one least torn, and told to put tape on the edges to fix the torn areas. No one has had to use the mail system for years. The agents then try to schedule a new ticket. They look at their screens with a puzzled look.  One is still trying on his screen to get me some type of credit. He looks over to the woman at the other screen, and tells me her screen has gone fuzzy, like TV sets used to between stations. They turn the monitor for me to see what is happening. As they do this, I look behind them and see everything is shaking to pieces. The current terminal is still.  I am seeing the future as it relates to this screen. The screen is fuzzy because the future date of my flight is occurring during a massive Earthquake and no electricity is available to run things!

I ask my mind, “Where is this earthquake?” It can’t tell me if it’s the west coast of the US, or Australia, or Hawaii, where flights prior to the 1990’s stopped to refuel on their way to Australia. A voice also tells me to republish my dream on the Santa Barbara tsunami since so much of the detail was edited out when published last year. The voice in the dream also tells me, “Well, you missed it. That was your window to return”. I awaken at 4 a.m. to write notes on this dream. I fall back to sleep, to be awaken abruptly by a phone call. The phone call interrupts a dream where I am at work and have ordered a series of brochures about public health. All of them are free, except for one which is $3.45 due to it’s weight to mail. I open up the package of brochures with a patient in front of me. They all seem to be useless except for the $3.45 one dealing with fires. It appears I can get them for free as long as I pay for the postage for a box of 50. I decide to order a box of 50 because the information is so important. In the meantime, I photocopy a few of the important pages from this document for the patient in front of me. However, the ringing phone removes from my memory what was the information that was so important on those pages. I just remember a brown haze in the atmosphere as I noted the important items on the page. I have no idea where the fire is.

From my notes; I am having trouble deciphering my handwritten notes, and I have no recollection of the events.

Johnny Powell, a friend of ours from two decades ago, appeared to me. I have no knowledge of his being among the living or crossed over, and will check on Google. I have not seen or heard from Johnny in about 10 years. Note: Best I can tell,he is still among the living. Also appearing, were two unknown man, who announced they were watching over me, and helping me with my work ???? The shorter of the two, brown hair, blue eyes, tried to embrace me, and the word "gifts" next to my notes. Also, more disjointed notes, "$650, no income." and "A threat first of the month".

Additionally, another scene in which I was moving into an apartment complex (that persistent moving theme yet again). I made a journal note "move theme repeated" or "big change" theme. No further information.

(After a computer crash, leaving me with no connectivity for three days or more, I am back with this dream experience from last night. Warmest regards to everyone.)

(From my notes. Wow! I cannot remember any of this.)

Experience #1: Two friends from my past, whom I have not had contact with in decades, appeared, Ric and John. Both are in the entertainment business. Both had booths, separated by about ten feet. I went over to Ric, who did not appear to have awareness I was there, and whispered into his ear, "Don't you remember my Facebooking you, telling you that you were having a spiritual awakening, and that is why you have such vivid dreams now?". He did not respond or see me. His face looked puzzled, though.

Experience #2: I was in a strip mall parking lot, when I was suddenly hit by a car, driven by a black girl, with a companion. My body was flung high into the air, and I slammed down to the pavement with grave injuries. Instantly, I was transported to the side of the car. The driver had sped away, then, stopping to observe what happened, saying, "What should I do? I think I should just go." So, she hit and ran.

We even more in a lull now than yesterday, and lookie here….even more clear descriptions! This time we head over to Europe to find a Flooded and Frozen Queen. Apparently, she’s old enough to require a Walker, or is that a last name? Okay, now it gets dicey. There’s appears the enemy (right now the enemy de jour is Isis), and it looks like their target will be making a Horror out of a Wedding with Guns. There will be some sort of Technique used….a Trey Technique??


Consider this, though. Perhaps Freeze Queen is actually Dairy Queen, as they pretty much only sell frozen stuff. I was thinking that Dairy Queen might be going bankrupt (i.e. freeze and flooded worse), but it looks like 2 days ago there was a big press release about the company giving away FREE ice cream cones for their 75th anniversary. Not a huge story, but the headlines were plentiful enough to create some significant day residue. Here’s just a handful of links:

http://www.chicagotribune.com/entertainm...story.html
http://www.cleveland.com/entertainment/i...e_ice.html
http://www.restaurantnews.com/dairy-quee...-cone-day/
http://www.qsrweb.com/news/free-cone-day...oft-serve/
http://www.startribune.com/blogs/294731561.html


And now in Group 2 we’re back to the Supreme Court decision……Absolute Height. The decision is TRIPped up! Someone is Jealous! BUT, it’s a BOLD, SUCCESSFUL BLOCK!

The pedophile prince NEEDS WINTER, as it makes a great distraction to hide his woes.

There’s a bit more here, but I’ve got to get a move on with the looming freezing rain. I’ll be back mid-day hopefully.


   





UP Words:     freeze queen walker flooded worse appears property enemy note horror wedding guns trey technique absolute height trip jealous successful block bold dressing drowning position locker reading afternoon andrew surroundings needs winter useful sharp
DOWN Words:   stories yes falling invited church dreams male went twist guide anyway letting drink knew higher paralysis sat there job moon lucid hours smoke clock terminal february days embracing

Scene 1:
I was trying to levitate. I finally did, standing upright on two small rags, one under each foot, about two feet above ground.
Scene 2:
I am angry with my older step-daughter. She disrespects me, and I am starting to feel that I am losing control. I grab her by the skin of her neck and shoulder to shake her. I yell at her for a bit, then shake her again.

Note: I am normally a very peaceful person and would never do this in real life. Something external must have really upset me in the dream.