I can not remember all the dream. But before the cloud wears off…. I was in a large hotel condo complex with others and having a good time. Everyone else was watching the game(s) that were on - probably football reside (though football is over in my world) but that is inconsequential. I happened upon area and found someone making a love potion for someone. I went about my business after seeing it and thinking it was a bad idea and that I feel for the poor sucker that is going to have that foisted on them. So time passed and as I was not being sucked into the propaganda like everyone else, I went about my day trying to do what I could. Later, there was a water leak and I had to fix it. I climbed up a corner to figure out where the water was coming from. While getting up to where it was coming from I first saw it gushing in from outside, but it had to be traveling into this area from elsewhere. I knew that there was utilities in the corner, so I climbed higher and got to the point where I could try to figure out what was going on. There were three light pulls to turn on the lights in this area. I pulled on them all trying to get better lighting, one seemed to work but the others did not. Something clicked in my mind that it was not right what was happening. So I got down to figure out what next, I kind of heard something going on in an adjoining room (above?). I got out of the room to go get tools, another (/??) to fix/figure out the problem, at which point the individual I saw earlier, (hideously ugly), making the “love potion” told me hello come to me and I started to run not wanting to be forced to love her. She threw herself off the banister down to me and I shot straight out of sleep and my wife asked if I was okay and I put up my fists as the first women that I spoke with I was to fall in love with and I did not want it to be the ugly “witch” who was trying to force me into submission to whatever the “plan” was.

I'm observing a huge ornate theater/auditorium which is filled with elegantly dressed people. The stage is brightly lit. There are a few props but it's not set up like for a play. There are several people standing around on the stage, not really doing anything. I don't hear any sound but know there's music being played.

Suddenly there's a bright flash of light, followed by a bright light falling from the ceiling over the stage. The light fixture crashes to the stage. Pandemonium follows. The scene jiggles violently. Then everything goes black.

Look out for APRIL! April and Jet both look rather impressive today, but is April a name or a month? My first impression was the latter, and so I’m wondering what kind of jet headlines will be experienced in April 2015. Just know that seeing April this far out without any sort of incubation protocol would mean much bigger than normal event. Just note that there is little support for either of these words in our run today, which eliminates them from Red Alert status. This certainly won’t keep us from watching April like a hawk.


Further down is another name, DAVID, or is it Camp David? This David is either a name or a place, and its surge score is probably well above the typical day residue area. In the biggest loser section, we see Ship and Boat with strikingly similar movements, which makes yesterday’s Noah Ark run that much more significant.

By the way, I think I found our Lucky Orange: https://www.luckyorange.com/ , which would be the Lucky Agent that shows up periodically. If this is accurate (that the bot is counting the html code for lucky orange), then the perplexing aspect to this is why is it so variable? It shouldn’t be.

   

DOWN Words:   unknown children song yeah medicine action cute january ship boat cards events flood 2014 arcade hours cream ice animals gab days wrapping alt notified remove

UP Words:     april jet repeated agent flat gate stone nap growing cave one currently press asking moment david orange stick powered following fancy lucky were tattoo beside type sun message up toilet square say help

Our dreams were revealing who we really were inside. At night we transformed and our inner vampires came out (although some of us were really dogs). We unleashed our wild spirits, our emotions, our ambitions - and "lived life" to the fullest. "Real life" was holding us hostage, keeping us docile. Only in our dreams could we be who we really were.

Gab can either be a nickname or a verb for talking a lot. There’s little support underneath that word to substantiate a Red Alert. Group 1 harkens back to the story of Noah and all the animals, two by two (class in this case would be like a category….classes of animals).

Metal Cards somehow feels right for some reason, but move on down to Henry. A surge score of 17 is very indicative of Day Residue. We’ll watch where it goes from here, but I’m not too concerned about Henry stories (although we’ll track it if Henry hits big in the near future).

Is group 2 related to the entertainment venue alert? Sure sounds like it, although the word “Imagine” is in the mix, which indicates that group 2 might not end up in 3D reality. The biggest loser section confirms all the recent spikes we’ve had, including yesterday’s “Beautiful Song & Dance.”

   



UP Words:     gab flood animals class dear metal cards blank ice medicine entirely henry normally hard leaning too locker single tar events hope sat imagine flight dark eating puke purpose lion solid moon view kitten
DOWN Words:   reality hunting fence hey shared lucidity character dawn conscious certain cake stars land crystal invited gap web ball dreamer ecstasy reading awakened lying request wow wed 2015 beautiful song dance

I was over at a an older friends place. His house was huge. He had a kitten. I put the kitten outside as I was heading home. It curled up into a little ball. I felt guilty, thinking that the cat may not be allowed outside or that far from the house. I picked it up and went back inside the house again and put it into its bed. It was very friendly and playful. The friend had a tractor he was pulling out from the basement. He had to turn it and attach some major machinery that looked like a manure spreader. His son was helping while I watched the whole thing, fascinated. The son encouraged me to visit his sister. I went upstairs to her room. She was there, painting on her computer. She had elaborate red drapes she was capturing with her digital paintbrush. They looked marvelous on the computer. She had tea in a glass pot. I grabbed some. She had to make more, thinking that I left none for her. I showed her that there was some in the secondary glass pot, but she had already started brewing more. Not important. I admired her work and told her how good she was. She thanked me and gave me a friendly smile back.

Note: At the beginning of the dream I had a sense of water, perhaps a flood coming (hence I was heading home), but it was a very fleeting feeling and I could not remember any details upon waking up. The tea could be from day residue as I had just picked up two different kinds at the health store.

(Note: hypnagogic, I spontaneously entered into vibrational state, cycling very rapidly, with vibrations concentrated upper back and solar plexus regions, while within twilight state of sleep.)

Experience:
I was in an unknown rural location, on rural acreage. I was with my husband, K (passed 6/11), when we discovered two red and gold bantam roosters and a hen walking around the property. Since we had all of the chickens within their respective coops, we knew something was wrong and hurried to the coops. Upon arrival there, we discovered all of the remaining hens killed and mounded up within the coop. Something had gotten through the chicken wire/wood structure, coop bottoms, but the predator had killed for enjoyment, but not for food. Horrified, we began to scan the property for the likely predator, finding a small chocolate brown beagle lurking about 100 feet away. I scooped the dog up, wondering what I would possibly do with the killer-dog. Then, K and I set about on a plan to rebuild the coops and buy replacement hens. We were heartsick over the loss of our chicken "family members" due to this dog-predator.

Red Alert for this cold Saturday. The support is very pronounced. The venue is some sort of entertainment, as we have words such as concert, dance, and arcade. The arcade may suggest a more youthful location, and the event is apparently beautiful. But then there’s action, and that action has a lot of support underneath it. Please note that the action is not at Red Alert levels, but as we saw from the French mayhem recently, that cautionary area (where “Action” is) can be very predictive (just not as reliable as the Red Alert words).

So what is described in the support verbiage for Action? Well, Gun, Remove, Chased, Fireworks, Walking, Jumps; there’s even a camera in the mix here, albeit on the descending side.

What do we make of this? Is something good or bad going to happen? We look at our archetype data, and notice that Positive and Negative lay side by side, perfectly even. No help there. Humanity’s dreams display STRENGTH as opposed to weakness. We are also MUCH more active than passive. Something action oriented does seem likely. However, in the emotion side of things, there is none. The 4 hits that came in today all add up to <1, which is extraordinarily meaningless in the weighted scale. If anything, we are much more Virtuous, enamored with morals and virtue rather than spite and malice. Another abnormal indicator is our infatuation with our well-being. Based on that, the collective does seem to be worried about everything from pain tolerance to survival, which could be a factor at determining what happens next with the concert/arcade/entertainment venue.

Putting all this together, there seems to be something very action-packed in the near future along the lines of entertainment. I don’t think this has to do with Sony or hacking, but it might be along the lines as this: http://www.hollywoodreporter.com/news/wa...thy-761385    I will stipulate however, that the verbiage in this particular bot run seems sort of related to that aforementioned headline, but not tightly matched. I’m looking for a more organized event. The event might be prestigious (i.e., beautiful), or more casual (i.e., concert, arcade). It might involve guns, alcohol (wine), and underage kids (arcade and concert tend to imply youth here).

Timeframe? Well, the highest probability is 2 days, but as we learned from the missing AirAsia plane and the French Charlie saga, big memes can spike in the collective up to about 99 days prior. However, we are talking about a strong chance that the quicky version is much more likely.

   

** "Base" is metaphoric for a concert-type BASS

UP Words:     dance arcade song beautiful action 2015 hello than concert dreamer land gun says learned wow remove chased wine fireworks apart hug higher jumps god extra walking january daughter include consciousness guy look hidden
DOWN Words:   ocean picture crash yellow sun minutes snow awareness camera awakened awesome lying aunt couch kid suppose bird time 2014 guitar base hours boat thank ship heads class cheese

I feel deeply asleep quite quickly. I was awakened briefly at least twice, still within the vibrational state, hypnagogic. These dream experiences, per my journal. I have no recall of these experiences other than what is written down.

Split-Consciousness: I am trying to maintain the difficult position of having my consciousness "there" and "here" same time. While "there", I am trying to pronounce a Spanish word I am seeing on a big white card with big black letters. I am pronouncing it in the traditional European-Spanish way, using my limited Spanish knowledge from years ago. Ray-cay-day. I am puzzled. I am not familiar with the word, so I push and arrive at some consciousness here, and write the word down. From my notes this morning, the word is RECEDE. It is not Spanish at all.

Experience #2: The recurring theme presents itself. I am back in a tropical themed casino with my husband, K. He is to my left, and we were positioned at slot machines, playing them. Suddenly, all of the bells go off on my machine and I have won a progressive jackpot of $290.23. It is not the biggest jackpot, as I scan the machine, but it is a jackpot. K observes me as I collect my winnings.

Experience #3: Another recurring theme, which is also being dreamed by at least one of my other contacts, same time. I am once again heading to the casino rest room. I enter the door into a hallway, and see a female attendant, leaning onto her mop and bucket, watching me closely. From the hallway, I enter into the ladies room. There are four steel stalls. I select the one on the right, as with the others, the steel doors were not working properly. They would not close. There is ankle deep water on the floors.

Cosmic Jukebox, as always, a weird one. Linked below.

Side Note: Within the past three years, my own 11:11 or 1:11 phenomenon has increased fiercely. Is anyone else noticing this? Thank you.

I need an explanation that is simple.
Imagine a big pot of spaghetti for a hundred people.
Now take one strand, cut it into a thousand pieces. Do this for each single strand in the pot.
Find a room the size of the universe full of thousands of year's worth of furniture and all sorts of odds and ends.
Now throw those thousands of pieces of those single stands of spaghetti as far and wide as you can.
Now give those pieces intelligence (while giving them the subliminal desire to return someday to the original strand and the big pot) and wait thousands of years.
Give some pieces the power to control, abuse and prevent all the other pieces from understanding or achieving life's purpose
Now allow some outside entity (ets, ptwtb and some plain old crooks) to mix up and meddle with the whole kit and caboodle. This is known as free will and all pieces get to choose their own path.
Periodically give some pieces a hint of where and why they are where and why they exist. Let these pieces become leaders of the pieces that feel this "