We’re back out of the exciting phase of the apparent DreamBot cycles, but there are at least some interesting things to see and ask about this run. First, “Ton Phase” is rather synchronistic to go with the drab run today. It’s not particularly heavy (except for Suicide at an all-time high), but it certainly doesn’t have the sparkle and pizazz of previous days.


Next, by having a 0% in the left column, we know that December is right at its all-time high. Significant? No (or probably not too much), but I point it out because it does seem to be dragging out longer than expected. I would expect any new month to be flatlined at about this point. Is the collective worried about December? I think it is based on many other past memes.

I have an interesting question here: What does it mean if we have four similar words in the run today, but two are in the positive area (going up in frequency) and two in the negative area (going down in frequency)? This time is more of the travel meme which was ushered in with Agent a few days ago. Explore, Travel, Journey, Adventure. Do we call it a wash, or does it signify tremendous movement and thus the collective is definitely obsessed with something new, an adventure, traveling, etc.? I tend to go for the latter, but we’ll see.

Green groupings:
1. Crazy military has been caught easily
2. Does a Halloween kid bite someone? Probably a useless question, but I wanted to highlight Halloween, because it finally broke today. It’s been hovering at an all-time high recently which is completely strange.


   

I didn't want to gum up the trophy case, but I find this another indicator of our talent in Sherriann.

Unfortunately, we can't publicize the whole discussion that happened in the background, but her latest trophy is enough to see what the prediction was. That's located here: http://nationaldreamcenter.com/forum18/s...59#pid2659

Okay, now we have front and center, top headline on Drudge: Obama goes to the hospital. and before everyone laughs at the content in the attached article, let me ask you, "Is is LOGICAL to head to the hospital if you suspect either a sore throat or acid reflux? I hope you're saying, "NO" because that's the only answer available. It is most certainly NOT logical whatsoever, and thus, what is REALLY going on with big-O's health? I believe this story is a cover for something deeper happening, but who am I? A doctor? Nope...

http://www.reuters.com/article/2014/12/0...RA20141206


The point is, this is either pure entertainment or something serious. Either way, my hat's off to Sherriann's amazing abilities.

i dreamt I was in a beautiful 2 story brick home with massive glass windows for all 4 walls. it was right on the beach and I was watching the ocean. there was a bench in the middle of the room and I was watching the waves. suddenly a huge wave was coming in. I thought that it was going to smash my windows. the wave came in and it was like my house was under the ocean. I could see out into the sea. I went upstairs. soon the water covered the windows there also. I went onto my roof which was like a sundeck. the ocean crashed thru my windows and tore my house apart. there was no storm. it was sunny outside.

I'm putting up an announcement for a friend who's nearing the end of her career as a dream publications editor. In fact, she's looking for a new owner of the sites and publications that she has painstakingly put into existence the past 25 years. Here's what's offered:

• The publication name/brand/history and goodwill of advertisers, readers, etc.
  
• The Website
  
• 5 URLs
  
• An easily brought up-to-date Business Plan which could be used as a tool for securing investors/revenue
  
• All relevant emails  and snailmail lists (I use Mac's email software program: MAIL and have a number of lists in Word, Excel
  
• Templates of each issue, PR and ad documents, etc. (created in Adobe In Design/on Macintosh)
  
• Healthy inventory of back issues/hard copy
  
• My time as long as it's needed to help with start-up, e.g., training, consultation, etc.
  

I was on the second or third floor of a hotel overlooking the ocean. The resort was right on the oceanfront. There were fairly large waves, with a lot of people surfing and boogie boarding. The wave intensity started picking up. There was at least one person in the water, who I recall exclaiming to another about he hadn't remembered how much fun it was to be wake boarding; he was not wake boarding, he was boogie boarding.

The waves started to pick up in intensity even more at this point. I ran around a corner, some others followed me. I looked back, there was a very large wave coming it; it struck the hotel, but was slightly below the level we were at. The hotel had recesses in it where you could hide from the waves. I was in one recess, a lady was in the one nearer the ocean to me. She was relieved, saying "that was close". I looked and saw an even bigger wave coming in, and told her "its not over yet". I found something to grab onto; the wave swept over and crashed onto the grounds, I was submerged. I was surprised that I didn't really need to hold on, and wasn't smashed into the wall. The wave went by; I got out from the recess and ran to be behind the building away from the ocean.

The building was off white in color; it was not stucco, it was a smooth painted concrete surface. I didn't look up, but the building was very large for a hotel.

Prior to going to sleep, I thought hard on "where". The image that popped into my head was a palm tree. Based on the hotel, I didn't have the impression of Southern California. Miami/Florida, Puerto Rico, or Hawaii would all fit.

I didn't get a when from any of this. It was daylight when the waves hit.

Although there are no Red Alerts available today, I see this as a very important one for several reasons. The blue series of thin arrows definitely extend yesterday’s main theme. In fact, our top word today could be the best synonym for yesterday’s Phantom. The other relevant words include Halloween which was highlighted yesterday. Just a quick indicator here: Yesterday’s Halloween had a positive percentage in column 1, but today it’s red (or negative). That means that Halloween peaked yesterday and has come down just slightly by 3.7%.

The second meme, new and fresh starting today is JAPAN. It’s one thing to have a word like Japanese in the Caution area, but to have support below it is definitely meaningful. Maybe Village isn’t a part of this meme, but Asian sure is. The big question here is whether Japan/Asian is connected with our Phantom/Invisible meme? Furthermore, consider that Japan is an island which was indicated yesterday in the Water meme.

In the biggest loser section, the word God took a nosedive, but consider this interesting tidbit: Yesterday it was “Lord Hate” and today “God” is just 3 words away from Hate again, but on the downside. Plus, notice that Hours and Hour both plummet together. That could also be meaningful.

   

(No lucid astral projection achieved last night. I entered into preliminary state, hypnagogic. I tried to keep my jaw slackened, rather than freaking out and tightening up. And, I lost the experience.)

These after six hours of (delta/theta) sleep, from my notes:

#1: I was on a medium sized speed boat, as an observer only, along with two unknown women, both in their 50s, but appearing to be much older, due to nutrition or health. The women had Mississippi or Louisiana heavy accents. These were very nice and kind women; but one was hideously obese, wearing a huge white t-shirt over shorts. The other was of normal weight. The obese woman was "piloting" the boat. It was something they did all their lives. It was a medium sized body of water or channel, with a BIG body of water just beyond it, but visible. Quite suddenly, one of their family members jetted up to their boat in a pontoon type of boat, in a frenzy. She told the women to come back quickly, as there had been a news report about methane catching on fire in the water, that it was a catastrophe. At first, the women did not believe her. But, I looked, along with the three women, to the south and saw huge pockets of gas ignite in swampy type of waters in the bigger body of water, and the fire pockets were igniting others, coming closer and closer to all the women in the two boats. The women looked wild-eyed; then, speeding up, heading away and toward the docks. Upon arrival at the docks, they jumped UP to the dock, to run, and I was simply amazed the obese woman could be that agile, in her fear.

#2: I see Colonel Roy Potter(see link, below, with explanation) next to a big residential brick structure, saying, "And, at this site...", like a news reporter. The brick building was constructed Rhode Island-style, tiny little windows in a mammoth 70s structure, planned out as two big buildings connected by a common way. It looked like Italian construction, with the owner-builders adding on to take in aging mothers and fathers. Overall, though, it looked ugly, but utilitarian. This was in New England, and I could see carefully manicured lawns in front of the brick house. Someone cared for it and loved it there. Potter was speaking about an unknown man and woman, with something bad unfolding.

the only person in a giant castle/fortress which is clearly old, medieval of which a part has been transformed into a modern hotel type structure where there is a viewing deck where the tidal wave comes, in its 3 sets and strikes the building and washes over it, while everyone goes about their business, i am overwhelmed by the wall of water, but people go on drinking their tea etc… each wave a mont blanc of water on one side of the building while other people are on an outside seating area totally blind and oblivious to what is crashing on the other side. despite my pleas no one is interested in seeing the wave. its seems commonplace.

feeling of being the only person in this alternate universe where tidal wave kill people. this is the 10th dream of a wave, not since 2004 when the one hit thailand have i experienced such growing intensity. I do not submit one off's in general but this is growing like the last time.

A dream I had last night:

http://www.nationaldreamcenter.com/dream...um_cleaner

A couple of additional notes that feel like they tie into the dream:

1. When I woke I had a couple lines from an old Roy Orbison song, "Love Hurts", running through my head: /I've really learned a lot, really learned a lot/; and /Some fools fool themselves I guess/But they're not fooling me/. This has been on a continuous feedback loop ever since, and, if past history is any indication, will remain playing until I understand the message.

2. My husband has a solid oak cane that we keep hooked over the headboard. It fell on the floor between the wall and the headboard a while back and we haven't retrieved it yet. I woke up with the need to get that cane back on the headboard ASAP.

I'd appreciate any input or thoughts anyone might have to offer. TIA

I was asleep and something woke me. I listened for a few seconds, didn't hear anything, and decided to go back to sleep. I glanced over at my husband and he was lying on his back, CPAP mask in place, but his eyes were wide open and unblinking. I poked at him. He didn't respond. He wasn't dead, I could see his chest rising and falling, could hear the difference in the sound of the flow of air from his CPAP machine. This struck me as odd and I shook him to wake him.

Something crashed in the living room. I got out of bed as quietly as I could and crept to the door. We keep a night light on in the area that's barely light enough to see shapes. I peered into the gloom and made out the shape of the furniture but nothing else. Figured maybe it was one of the cats running around and decided to go back to bed. As I turned, movement out of the corner of my eye, followed by another crash. I reached out around the corner and flipped on a light switch so I could see the living room more clearly. There was no one in the living room but our vacuum cleaner-an older Dyson-was in the middle of the floor. Odd, I thought, no one had been vacuuming so who left the vacuum in the living room? As I thought this, the vacuum backed up a bit and crashed into the coffee table. Then it backed up even more and turned around to roll around the end table and in my direction.

Somehow I knew it meant to harm me in some way. I slammed the bedroom door shut and locked it. The vacuum thumped into the door. A second of silence, then it hit the door harder. Two more thumps, each harder than the previous, and I knew the vacuum was going to keep coming until it broke through the door. Frantically, I shoved our heavy dresser in front of the door, knowing it would hold the door while I worked to get the window open and the screen removed so we could escape. I heard rustling behind me and looked around to see my husband slowly sitting up in the bed. His eyes were still wide and unblinking, his mask still in place. He threw back the covers, pulled off the mask, and began to stand. Even more frantic now, I got the window open and just dove through, knocking the screen out of the way.

I jerked awake and that's when I realized it had been a dream.