I get a series of articles on a blog with headlines indicating increased stress levels at executive level. Can't say for sure where but could be bank related. The headlines contain large (36 or 48 pt?) very skinny letters (non-Arial font). The articles culminate with one headline stating 'Both CEO's bail out' (I understand it as resignations). The source of the articles appears to be LeoWanta.org (may not be where I am actually reading them).

I was a female employee with 2-3 male co-workers. We had a presentation meeting planned with a senior person (president?) and we were going to present a proposal. We were all dressed the part, and I was wearing a navy skirted suit with low heel pumps, briefcase. I expected a lot of walking, perhaps it was a day flight to get there and back, and I kept thinking my pantyhose were going to rip so I packed a couple extra new pair in my briefcase. Surprised no laptop or digital device in the briefcase, just folders, few papers.

(We were Caucasian Americans, not wearing coats.)

Once there, we had to wait, either we were very early or perhaps the President was busy and running late

We were in an office building with 10-20 floors, moderate size, and we were on the top floor. We looked out the window, and the building was situated on an office plaza, with other similar 10 floor or so buildings around. (Reminded me of downtown Dayton, Ohio). Hundreds of people were in the plaza, waiting for a noon event, and it was sunny and clear out. I had the sense it was cold out, and somewhere in the dream I saw several inches of snow on the ground.

While we were waiting, we sampled a dessert; someone asked if it was any good, and I feigned insult: "I made it!"; a lemon dessert with a pie crust. We were all comfortable, standing around and eating. We observed other company employees at work on the floor, all business attire, lots of white shirts/ties.

Somehow we were alerted to a plot to cause a disturbance at the plaza event. Now it felt like I was an FBI agent. My team began a search - casually - so as to not alarm the office workers. Someone mentioned a new refrigerator had been delivered to the break area, so we went there and opened it up. Under a stack of paper towels was a small bomb, maybe 2 feet long, less than a foot wide, white. I thought it was a nuclear device.

We evacuated the floor and told the people some story about how important it was to stay quiet. We thought someone was watching events on the plaza and could detonate the bomb early if they thought we had discovered the plot. I looked at the office clock and it was 10:30am, so we had 60-90 minutes to disarm the bomb.

We found 2 dead white men, dressed in business pants with white shirts and ties, middle aged. We turned them over and they had been stabbed in the back. We moved them aside and covered them up with boards. I noticed I had a German Shepherd dog by my side, and I rubbed his ears.

Then woke up.

There was a bat in the room where my husband and I were sleeping. I was trying to get it to feel less scared and tried to attract it to myself, then eventually it came down and nuzzled up close to my head. Then my fears were confirmed and it bit my neck and left a big ugly mark. I checked it in the mirror and then shooed the bat out the door to the outside world. (note: bad idea, should have grabbed it and gone to the hospital so we both could have been checked)
Then, very significantly, I was feeling half awake when I was shown a monthly calendar, and could only see the last two letters of the month; 'ry'. I felt very sure that it was January, but couldn't confirm it. I was shown the day - it was the 23rd. Strangely though, the number was in the wrong place, it was about where the 1st or 2nd should be (although it seemed more like the 3rd or 4th while I was looking at it). This felt very important (as if something were to begin there and end on the 23rd).
The calendar was full of faint fine print around the dates as if many important things were happening that month.

APPARENTLY I WAS A FRIEND AND NEIGHBOR TO GENE SIMMONS OF KISS, WHO LIVED ACROSS THE STREET. I STAYED AT HIS HOUSE ONE NIGHT; A HOUSE WITH MANY VERY LARGE ROOMS. HE AND I WERE GOOD FRIENDS ONLY AND I THOROUGHLY ENJOYED HIS COMPANY AND KINDNESS, NOT TO MENTION HIS LIGHT, COMICAL PERSONALITY. WHILE AT HIS HOME I FELT COMFORTABLE AND VERY SAFE. I RECEIVED A CALL THAT MY MOTHER HAD BEEN IN A CAR ACCIDENT ONLY TO FIND IT WAS ALMOST A FENDER BENDER WHICH RESULTED IN A $20 REPAIR BILL. MY MOTHER WAS FINE; THANKFULLY AND NOT INJURED IN THE LEAST. DREAMS ENDS.

There just doesn’t seem to be a lot of congruence in today’s run, and therefore, not a lot of highlights to point out. However, when Demonic is at the top of the list, it most certainly raises eyebrows. Even though that word isn’t at Red Alert level (generally above 100 points on the surge scale), it is more than double it’s previous highest peak, which makes it a cautionary factor here, especially when teamed up with Disturbing. One thing I would like to point out is this: There is a verb form that follows our scary word, and that is Kicking. Therefore, although Demonic is scary looking at the top of our list, putting it in context is “Demonic Kicking [the can]”  i.e., Evil is over…it’s done.

And then there’s more, because right after Evil kicking the can, there is still infinite education for us. Life doesn’t end when Evil falls on its face. We just step up to a new level of learning. Heck, the linguistics even tell us that the “Gift Received [is in the] Teaching”


   
UP Words:     demonic kicking infinite education whispered evidence beta bowel moderation tab pet gift received teaching disturbing forever hours card drove hide childhood design lose promoted com jail shared preparing verify append controversial diary factual
DOWN Words:   fighting late strange sure apparently bad red odd met minutes ice pulling categories part grandmother wed bike day view move delete modify days

Today, another airplane goes missing. Although today’s run does seem to acknowledge this news in Grouping #2,  we issued a Red Alert 44 days ago on Airplane that didn’t have convincing news associated with it. Well, I’ve got bad news. In that old run, once the Airplane news comes, then the linguistics says “Ebola After.” See: http://nationaldreamcenter.com/forum18/s...44#pid3344    (one more thing: when you see that 11/14/14 run, realize that NYC is having BIG cop news also at the same time that airplane went missing.


Okay, the next big story is that the N. Koreans allegedly called Obama “Monkey.”
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnew...salvo.html
Today just happens to be one of the few appearances of “monkey” in a DreamBot run, and it’s nestled right next to Chinese. That’s somewhat funny. It’s like a retaliatory accusation back at the N. Koreans, calling them Chinese.

The continued infatuation with network stuff (this time “Internet”), we’re looking at day residue now on that meme. However, group 1 indicates that there might be 3 separate events associated with network outages.


   



UP Words:     hours witch crossing lack dimension pools monkey chinese buy design hiking promoted part internet imagine layer grandmother flower license north verify three apparently health spreading week sat played red mark education chrome

DOWN Words:   son decided might open begin five shirt maybe hour game crazy every sort fly lately speed lots hill ever silent pregnant days ship comments

kept looking up and saw box-like ufo structure that blinked out several times...later saw airplane fly overhead that had flames on wings, nose, sides. i was with people but i was the only one who saw this.

I was somewhere very pleasant, all of a sudden the atmosphere changed to eerie so I left and got on a on a large commuter plane. After we had been flying for some time someone screamed about smoke, everyone was panicked, I laid down because I knew the plane was going to crash. My spirit left my body as I saw the crash sight below with all the emergency people waiting to help.

Still in a lull.  Although I would have expected us to resolve it by today, it still looms. Flower ticks higher from yesterday, making me think there’s something growing about this word (still not at alarm levels yet). Since we’ve seen linguistic successes with noise-level movements, that makes Group 1 potentially significant “Figuring chrome mark education challenges.”


The surge scores, as you can see, drop off quickly, but notice the very top of the list versus the very bottom: Days vs Day. Now that seems particularly strange, especially that their respective surge scores are nearly mirror images of each other!

On the negative side of things, Sky Bomb appears just above where Dogs are Holding in their farts!



   

UP Words:     days pastor fri view layer flower job urine salad figuring chrome mark education challenges had held dreams who auto million

DOWN Words:   cute fell false keep meet might word sky bomb dogs holding wind stone begin zebra maybe fly shop day  

After a complete absence of any dream/dream recall for past few weeks (this has perplexed me), both the vibrations and dreams returned last night, albeit with limited memory. Postscript: I looked up the term bear in the dream dictionary, and discovered that it stands for resurrection (symbolically).

Dream, from my notes:

I was in a large camp within the woods, 1940s styled construction. Stick framing. Camp was light green in color. I was with an unknown woman. I heard a commotion at the door, and could see something moving out there (viewing it from the small crack under the door). Concerned, I put my ear up to the door to listen, and heard a large beast out there, in a frenzy. It was a bear, and it was trying to get in. It growled and howled and pawed at the door. The unknown woman encouraged me to open the door to verify it was a bear. I was horrified, telling her that - if I opened the door - the bear would surely get in. I grabbed my blonde cat, Taffy (in real life, Taffy had been the substance of a dream a month ago, in which I saw him dying; that, indeed, happened...an update, Taffy, who had a less than 10% chance of survival, is back walking and eating, although weakened, and I continue to nurse him back to full health) along with another small pet (?). I rushed the two small animals to the rear of the cottage, where there was a kitchen, with a small penned in area made of wire for pets. I threw the cat and the other animal there for safety. Bad decision! The bear broke through the rear door and entered the camp, intent upon killing the two pets and then us. The two pets scampered out of the wired pen. I was able to charge the bear, chasing it back outside, where I started to cut it, in an effort to save our lives. It rose up on its two legs at me, like a man. In spite of this, I had the upper hand. I knew I was in the fight of my life.