Forget about yesterday’s expectation of a coming lull in the collective unconscious. We’re on fire, and more so than any other run. It’s a record setting day for our surge scale. In fact, 6 words shoot right past our typical Red Alert threshold of about 100 on the surge scale.

Unfortunately, there is little in the way of context for our all-star group, other than the words “Voted Sorry.” At face value, we can say that something is Saved by Hiding it, and people have to Vote on it, which makes them feel Sorry. Lastly, it appears that those who voted to save it are going to keep something going for months or years. Now, there’s also the possibility that these words are individual actors, and so the lone linguistics "SORRY" would be a big, big story about someone apologizing….same with VOTED, but these stories might not be connected in any way.

And then there is a good-sized break in the surge scores until we get to about 73 points, where GOLD hits big today (having a surge score of 73 is not enough for a Red Alert, but its definitely a substantial move…most likely beyond the chance of being marked “Day Residue.”)

I do find it incredible that Gold and Energy both hit pretty big on the same day. These are two huge indicators in the market, and so we’ll be searching for context on why the collective is dreaming about these words. Incidentally, Grady and I were talking about that process just yesterday, so I get to try out some new linguistics techniques.

Check out the biggest losers, where you’ll probably notice a war-type meme developing, with Air Power, Ship Break, and Killing Drowning. But this begs the question that we haven’t yet answered. The fact that all this is DECREASING in the collective psyche, does that mean, we’ll see a DECREASE in all these war memes? We don’t yet have enough data to answer this question.

All the archetypical indicators surged today, but we are a bit more positive now than negative, but a little weaker than strong. We are also feeling a lot of emotion, which explains why a lot of “State” verbs have been used, or those verbs that describe a state of being. We’re also very concerned about our physical well-being.





   


UP Words:     save hide voted sorry longer months gold has been years thank puppies showing year sub month energy dream spend card ball gift conscious complex hearing had 2015 days gone much sand alien buy

DOWN Words:   flight filled wow water alt letting power air fence dreamer son zero noise wolf ship break test click killing drowning bar bike river tom signs boat sun class

I am helping a family prepare for their wedding reception. The church is very small, all built of wood and painted white inside. I see no religious decorations. I am helping to arrange tables and chairs in the small seating area. The chairs are an eclectic mix with about five or six different styles and about two or three chairs of each style. I sit down as there are a lot of big women in the family practically running over each other in arranging things. They make big elaborate punch bowls with relatively slim handles out of giant water melons and hang them up. They seem to defy gravity by not breaking under their own weight. I get moved around a bit as things are being arranged. I look at the benches where the priest and the bride and groom are going to sit. They are firmly attached to the floor. I also get to see the small living quarters built into the church. It appears that the priest built this all himself. My husband is there, but always seems to be placed at a table away from me. This irritates me. I talk to one of the women in privacy and tell her that I am slightly uncomfortable with one of the men there, because he was hitting on me earlier and trying to get me in bed with him even though he knows I am married. I tell her I think he is creepy.

giant alien grasshopper tossing me around in the sand---every time i fell from really up high , i'd turn into another form it created. LIke a wrestling match, Was changing forms with it, like it would outdo me in its knowledge of potential life formations. it got really hostile toward me was much bigger than me or any of my forms. was like a drama of time/without time unfolding in the sand. made of sand reforming into tiger/man/women/folded up alien grasshoppers... at first i was be insistant to it that man needed woman and he said no he created all forms on earth and showed me and it said "i created you you are nothing." was really evil and scary
then people in prison
I visited someone i know who is not inprison, young girls, young people, others, we'd come read them state of world affairs across a little line they were allowed to come out once a week or once a month or year... guy like kramer from seinfeld but like a leather daddy gay told friend "the big guy died-- has to find a new partner" girl like a girl i went to hs with who had a "lighter" twin the "darker twin" accidentally killed a kid by doing something selfish was a little representative of sara cruzan but this character killed a child.........in for life or constantly getting sentence extended ..... guards were just as bored and oppressed sitting in one big room w no cells drawing on an envelope .. baby with imprisoned parents-- 2 kids boy n girl- blonde---- crying gurgling and puking green--- is narrating story back saying she thought she was an infant and acted like one when she was two--- or 3--- cause her parents in jail for so long...

(Note: I almost did not post last night's dream. It simply made no sense! However, I realize the project is rooted within an examination of semantics. So, here we go...)

I enter a huge circular surreal room, and I see documents piled up every two to three feet or so around the whole of the table or desk, which was also circular, running the perimeter of the room. The top appeared to be a light oak. I was instructed to look for two specific letters, so I am walking through the room, examining each pile of documents. Of all things, the Cosmic Jukebox began to play, and I commented to myself, "I knew they'd play that song!". What the heck? The song was "Yellow Rose of Texas." Next, into the room arrives my husband, who passed 6/11. He is eager to speak to me, excited even. K explained that he had been frantically looking for Mary Jean L. (my former boss of decades ago, whom I had just learned passed on earlier this year) along with Mary Jean's associate, another unknown woman. Since, in real life, my husband had never met my former boss, I questioned him why he would be bothering her, and what was his agenda? Note that in this experience, neither K or Mary Jean had passed, but were as alive as could be in this new realm. So, I was confused, since I had one foot "here" and one foot "there". K replied to me that he needed to warn Mary Jean about January 1st. I looked back at K and saw that he was wearing a dark blue fez hat. What? K was a big, vibrant 6'3" tall man's man, he would never wear such a hat - or any hat - under any circumstances in real life. Of note, Mary Jean and I worked in the financial arena...Eagle1istrative banking, executive staffing. Might that be a connection? Then, yet another Cosmic Jukebox began to play. Linked below. Thank you.

Slightly early run this morning for undisclosed yet somewhat petty reasons. Even though we’re on a collision course with another lull already, there is much to talk about here. Most notably, the verbiage in this entire run seems to be unusually clear. For example, “Drowning Storms”, “Signs there cooking up” and “Down gear comes dude” and more.


Also interesting is that the collective is maintaining Active and Strong while making a bid toward Positive. The raw hits are higher in the Positive column, and the overall weighting also slightly overtakes that of Negative.

Check out Group 3: Does this not ring a definitive note about the pedophile ring being uncovered right now? “Lover large” is an understatement, “January finally” indicates its FINALLY being exposed, and the rest of the words speak for themselves.

This was a very colorful run with seemingly a lot of context. I’ll try to run it toward the normal time to see if there are any changes, but otherwise, not a bad run at all!


   


UP Words:     mon drowning storms signs there cooking up around cabin mat fighting has path entries quick backwards gives says people style room down gear comes dude plan lover large january finally stories former into

DOWN Words:   missed focus cousin ice breathe practice power might journal sat island lying sea calm cake hours festival text grandma child lucid dream cool test restaurant freak canal extended days

Experience #1: I "heard" a 1970s styled telephone ring, and "understood" it was my dream-contact, Cherokee, trying to reach me.

Experience #2: I was in a large attic bedroom. There were two white bureaus side-by-side in the bedroom. One was mine. The other was my sister's (I have had no contact with my sister in about 30 years). While attempting to move my dresser, I banged into the side of her dresser with the furniture, warping the side. I could not straighten it out. It was more like stiff cardboard than wood. I had received a number or a date, and I had to open up my sister's now damaged dresser to find a document in order to insert the number on it. I had been "asked" to do this. While rushing to do this, I spilled a small cardboard jewelry box inside the top drawer of her dresser, and tiny silver hoop earrings and a dusting of fine tiny gems dumped into the drawer. Dismayed, I hurried to find the document I was told to add the required date. Then, my sister arrived. It seemed she could not see me standing there. She found the spilled jewelry box, and proceeded to call someone to complain of my irresponsible actions. I "saw" the area code, 360. Why was she calling my friend, Cherokee (first dream)? She does not know Cherokee. And, why was Cherokee in contact with both estranged sisters, without telling me. I was confused and felt betrayed in this dream-experience.

Experience #3: I was in a huge ladies' rest room, with about 24 stalls. Some had doors; some did not. White tile walls. Some were occupied; and other stalls were messy with toilet tissue. As I looked for a vacant stall, a young girl, with long white blonde hair, around 8-10 years of age, came running out of her bathroom stall, throwing herself onto her back in the middle of the room, onto a Persian rug there. The young girl began to urinate all over the rug, and all over herself. She was fully clothed, jeans and a long-sleeved t-shirt,multi-colored. I ran over to this young girl and grabbed her up, recognizing she was in distress. I was stunned, as her body felt as real as could be to me. She fought against me, resisting my efforts to help her, and became free, again laying down on her back to complete urination. Her mother then rushed out of a stall, arriving at her daughter's side to help her, upset at what she was seeing. I received the sense that this young girl was named "Ally" and she was the granddaughter of a close friend in the State of Pennsylvania (in real life). I did write to my friend this morning, telling her about this unusual dream. I had never met this young girl in real life, and had only seen pictures of her when she was much younger.

We’re already starting to see the inklings of another lull coming because of the collapse in the cautionary section. Until then, we still have Red Alert levels to enjoy and sift through. It almost feels like the first several words should all be grouped in with Group 1. The context to me seems like a terrible email that goes out about a lover, it’ll be chased all over the web, it’ll be in January, and people will freak out about it. And, if our Look Out words are involved, it might have something to do with a college or school.

Now, here’s another take on the Look Out words. Perhaps there is another CLASS of people initiated. We know the middle class is disappearing or being wiped out, so what will replace it? Just the uber poor and uber rich? But what if a much different TYPE of class enters, which FREAKS the uber rich out? Perhaps a class that no one ever expected.
And finally, this anti-climatic interpretation might be the most realistic. Massive amounts of students are gearing up for another semester of class. Thus, we have class surging as well as “Add” and “Entries,” but what do we make of “Freak?”

Remember there’s nothing that guarantees that these phrases are predictive, but Group 2 seems pretty clear: Generic Anxiety in 2015, and I included ICON because I’m seeing the legendary GE CEO, Carl Icahn possibly experiencing this general anxiety. Hmmm, the big wigs seeing anxiety?

On the downside, Meditation finally broke, but that was an impressive spike in recent days.

Archetypically speaking, we are 4 times as negative and twice as active vs passive. However, we are 20 times as strong as weak. I’m wondering if the individuals wanting to control humanity are experiencing problems right now because of the collective’s strength. This type of investigation is too new, but is one of those things we’re looking at closely when the data gets more “mature.” For example, what's the possibility of pulling off a false flag when the collective is strong? Or perhaps the collective sees no false flag or catastrophe in the near future and thus they FEEL strong. The new data opens a lot of doors.


   



UP Words:     class entries freak add chased web solid view terrible fireworks email january crystal remove lover wrapping call alt notified icon generic anxiety 2015 sun okay mark experience girl fire camera bag cards horse

DOWN Words:   text got focus noise showing think room healing child very letting been time great thanks meditation city really when 2014 into fri were fragment back yesterday one 0 there up comments avatar

I was telling friends about how Earth began - as I "know it". The God that created Earth was a "sub-God" as I explained it. He was complaining to his superiors that humanity did not really make any progress in their development because Earth was too nice; they had no reason to strive for anything better. So, the Garden of Eden was created and quarantine Earth began...
Then we played with some dogs. Dogs have shown up a lot in my dreams lately (about every 4-5 days), as I started my private journals about a month ago. I am not a dog owner, so not sure what is causing this.

I debated about posting this dream because of the content, and it was dreamed over four years ago, I feel however that it is important and the time may be at hand. I dreamed that there was extreme racial tension in this country, white men were being shot in the back, they were dropping all around me, It was a terrifying sight. The entire country was involved in some kind of civil war, men were fighting for their lives and families.

This is dang-mesmerizing to look at. Yeah, info. seems realistic enough but....who has the ability to follow hacking all over the world?! and well, is this for-real or fake as a 3 dollar bill?

http://map.ipviking.com/