Little alien babies, three of them, are born under the porch of a house, much like little wild kittens would be. We, the human family that lives in the house, and the alien momma have forged a ginger, helping trust between us. We kids and our mother sort of watch out of the corner of our eyes so as not to scare her, and make nesting materials, such as egg crating, soft dirt and water, available to her. The mom shifts it all around until it is to her liking.
For a short while, the three green babies roughly the size of kittens can be seen--long enough so that the family's dad comes home and helps a little too, and gets a chance to see them, or at least until the alien mom puts the finishing touches on her birthing den and seals it up to her liking. Then we can see them no more.
The man says of it, as if it is now a memory, "It was a time when we were grounded and they were trued," indicating a time of us humans being grounded in our human values, while the aliens were being straight shooters with us also. We have managed to forge a satisfactory relationship, trusting one another to an extent. The dad's comment is a nostalgic one made about another time period, perhaps the 60s, which the dream sort of felt like it was in. There was also a sense that perhaps we weren't necessarily supposed to be harboring alien babies, but we were doing what felt right to us and were satisfied with having done so. We felt that it was up to our discretion more than anything. We felt compassionate toward the alien family and wanted to help them survive.

For such a lame run today, there does seem to be some strange anomalies worthy of coverage. First off, we have a word above the 100 pt threshold, and it has quite a bit of support. However, in this case, I do know that Administrator does not have quite enough surge to have cleared the old Red Alert threshold.


Being that there are only 35 words with positive surge scores today, I had to check and double check to ensure the DreamBot isn’t wheezing again, and it is most certainly not. Dreamers are dreaming about administrative functions, and not much else. Just 35 words with positive scores…that could be a record, and look down at the very bottom of the chart: Record setting negative scores, with an extremely ironic biggest loser, which is “UP!” It just so happens that UP has a record setting downward score. It’s more than double any score before it. Interestingly, the word “Down” is also a biggest loser.

Also, I can’t help but notice that Agent is back, and this time, it’s a Private Agent. But in the bigger scheme of things, what in the heck do we ascertain about all these administrative functions? Does it imply an administrative RESET of the current economic structure? There is also the presence of Health in here, and so there might be some drastic form of admin stuff about the socialistic healthcare system. We already have a reset in the Cuba-US relations. Maybe all this represents wider-scope adminiistrative changes.



   


UP words:   administrator access induction glass audio forum health private agent hours logged tech fitness general extended edit log  required currently wild press reasons powered message chat project por signs con aliens research beyond zebra 


DOWN words: got really find think other off room through very over lucid when were time around down categories comments into back one had there dream UP         

I had a very vivid dream about a plane crash. I normally don't remember my dreams and when I do they're vague.
In this dream, I was driving in the town where I currently live. The weather was clear and I was traveling from south to north on the main thoroughfare in a truck that I owned in the past but no longer own. I saw a large jumbo jet, like a 747, in the sky to the north. It was traveling west to east and banking to the south at no more than 1500' in elevation. The top half of the plane was painted white and the bottom half was a dark blue. Its landing gear was down, but instead of standard wheel-type landing gear, it was a type of large, white ski from perhaps landing on snow or ice. I couldn't make out the company logo on the plane painted on the upper, front part of the fuselage, but somehow I knew it was a cargo plane and that it was in trouble and was possibly attempting to make an emergency landing at the local municipal airport. Also, there may have been a smaller plane escorting the cargo plane, but this detail is fuzzy.
As the cargo plane transited across my field of view it emitted a large cloud of white smoke as it completed its turn to the south. By this time I had stopped my vehicle and was standing next to two other men who were also watching the plane. As the plane continued on it became obvious to me that it had passed the airport and would have to make another attempt. At this point there was a very loud bang from the plane, not really an explosion, but just a loud, sharp bang. Then the plane immediately broke up into several pieces in the air and began to fall to the ground. As it did, I heard a woman screaming in terror for a few seconds and then the scream stopped. I was shocked and confused and I didn't know if the scream was from someone watching or from someone on the plane. I asked one of the men standing next to me if the scream came from the plane and he said that it had. In reality, the plane would have been too far from me to hear someone scream, but I accepted it in the dream. I was very shocked and I began to debate if I should try to get to the scene to help or to stay out of the way. I decided that there was probably little that I could do and that it would be too dangerous. That's when I woke up from the dream feeling quite disturbed.

A vision of two people dressed in hazmat suits performing an operation on the upper body of a man.

I had a vision of a bunch of light purple, almost blue grapes.

Mitch McConnell, who will preside over the U.S. Senate starting in 2015, and I were sitting on a piano bench, facing the keyboard. I was on the far left side and he was on the far right side. Also, the keys had been reversed such that the higher notes were on the left and the lower ones were on the right. Other people were seated in folding chairs in the room behind us. They were mostly reporters but included some other observers, as well.

Using my left hand, I removed the left-most white key from its place to show that it had become disconnected and could not be relied upon to always create the proper note. The key actually was about a foot in length, going back into the body of the piano. After holding it up for others in the room to see, I reinserted it into the keyboard.

At this point, the dream changed such that McConnell and I were facing the audience, and there were now another two people sitting between us on the bench. McConnell was talking about how well tuned the piano was and what a perfect music machine it was, when I pulled out the first key on the left-hand side again; holding it up for everyone to get a look at it. McConnell crossly instructed me to "

Having a top word such as Recipe could mean that the dreamers are getting geared up for the big holiday feast preparation. The word “Gay” used to mean happy, but when we see the word in dreams now, I’m more apt to associate it with homosexual.  “Por” is a very strange word to be semi-surging today. Por is Spanish for the English word “For”  (n a loose translation), and so all this word does is confuse the heck out of me.


At the bottom of the positive surge scores, we have Alien again, and its interesting because we’re interacting and questioning them. Other than that, the list today shows a considerable lack of order. Most words fall into the region that I call “noise level changes.”

In the Bottom Loser section, what could be the most surprising is the very bottom, where Wild lost 100% of its hits. None of the dreams last night were wild?! I also noticed that the phrase “Invisible giant stars chain” might imply a constellation which agrees with our previous analysis of the coming Aquarius phase in January. That’s all for today. It's a very tame solstice as we head into the biggest holiday events that the DreamBot has seen so far.


   



UP phrases:   recipe gay por backlog individual virus tea creature dogs hidden court aunt insane session dream guess changing  ring grass interesting interact questioning alien searching helped dark mocking cell makeup current pan darkness ever 


DOWN Phrases: colors classroom teeth acting figure invisible giant stars chain cake possible will yeah boat days void sam  thank wed dawn hilarious wild            

Notes:

Hypnagogic: I easily entered into a partial vibrational state, with the vibrations sweeping from back to front, centered back;/spinal cord. I tried to relax into it. I fell asleep. Dream-experience #1: My "mother and father" were there, but I got the sense it was not really them. A deception. My father was holding up a large steel ladder, rebuking me for being irresponsible with the "ladder". Note: About a year ago, there were four of us dreamers who all had a similar dream within same 48-hours...the appearance of our fathers, and instructions to help build "bridge/ladder/staircase". Although this being last night looked like my father, he did not act like my father. The man was enraged and out of control, shaking the ladder in his fury at me.

According to the research of Monroe, Buhlman, Peterson, Dr. Charles Tart, and others, the closest plane to Earth is, obviously, the densest (vibrational frequency). It is where the deranged sociopaths go, along with the cruel and the dangerous. It is not Hell, but it will feel that way. "Like with like" remains the universal law. Sometimes, when we dream or go out of body, we "fly" too closely to this place. In doing so, these psychopaths can reach out to you, or try to. This often results in night terrors. While this is not a place of eternity for them, they like it where they are, and refuse rehabilitation. It is reported they spend their eternities trying to disrupt our lives on earth, almost in a parasitic fashion. For, there, they feed off of our negative emotions, such as confusion, fear, hopelessness, and despair. The addicts here on earth are particularly prone to their "interventions" from this close, dense plane. The rest of my night also contained highly disturbed, terrible dreams.

I was trudging along seeing just a very mellow run today, and then something synchronistic caught my eye. If you look at all the words in upper half of our chart below, you won’t see it, because this strange data comes in just below our list of top words. Starting at about a surge score of 15, this curious phrase popped out: “dog days knowing definitely player hear amazing bowl zebra net had football against yeah gun gigantic.” Just in case you haven’t been keeping up with our daily runs, yesterday, we received a couple different interpretations for what our Red Alert-level word ZEBRA might mean, and DLP so aptly noticed that, “Sports refs are sometimes called "zebras". And "bowl" could represent all the college bowl games, especially when paired with some of the other words, like "awesome", "spinning", and "catch.”


I would say that today’s run greatly confirms what DLP noticed, as the word FOOTBALL gets bunched into the mix here with ZEBRA and BOWL. However, the rest of the phrase is ugly at best. “Gun gigantic void armor.” There’s no doubt that the linguistics is suggesting some sort of story with the refs in the football bowl games because this is day #2 with that theme, and yesterday had Red Alert levels. However, if GUN is associated here, I’m not at all excited about the implications. Of course, gun could simply be metaphoric for something much more tame, and even funny. Notice that the top of our list today are the cautionary words, “Journey possible hilarious.” However, if the bow-game-zebra-gun theme is to be taken seriously, I think I’d rather stay home this year rather than attend any of the bowl games (oh wait, I’ve never gone to a bowl game to begin with!)

Okay, the rest of the list is available to peruse. In the Biggest Loser section, it seems we have a “Picture-taking nightmare,” and some other musings. Enjoy the list, but watch out for the bowl games….

Epilogue: With a linguistics phrase as significant as what we have here (reference the gun and the bowl games), many readers might be asking, “What’s the probability that something will come true along these lines?” Answer: Completely unknown. We haven’t tracked linguistics phrases extracted from noise-level returns. The only thing we do know is that the probability is not 0% and it’s not 100%, for we’ve seen these sorts of phrases come true many times before, but certainly not all of them…and there are a huge number of these phrases that have never been tracked. So therefore, it's completely unknown how big the percentage is on whether something will come of the Gun / Bowl / Zebra. Just watch your back, that’s all!



   







Up: journey possible hilarious dream tsunami fri length acting space across will whenever research medium through dog days  knowing definitely player hear amazing bowl zebra net had football against yeah gun gigantic void armor 



Down:
ghost faces steps picture taking nightmare train tree figure batman drag station wow blurry awesome annoying scenarios

I was on vacation with a friend. We stopped at a Jewish shrine/education center. There were two bronze statues and I was standing behind them. Hebrew lettering, which I somehow was capable of reading, identified each statue. The statue to the left was a bust of a man labeled Ben Gurion. The statue to the right was of a woman whose name I could not read clearly. The woman's statue was turned so she was peering over her right shoulder. The site was initially outdoors, sort of a drive-up shrine. The weather was warm and dry, desert like. Yet later in the dream, the location seemed to be indoors as there was a white, overhead electric fan upon which which the volunteer docent placed tour items, a table where photos were reviewed, and it seemed cooler, like it was air conditioned. The site was decidedly Jewish and I was questioned if I was Jewish. I shook my head and pointed to my friend, who was dressed in black and reviewing pictures of unidentified deceased persons. The pictures were cutouts of headshots and she was trying to see if she recognized anyone. In the end, she got frustrated and swept the faces aside. Before I identified myself as a non-Jew, I was regarded with suspicion. After I identified myself, I definitely felt un-welcomed.