We were working in the basement of a home. It was nearly empty of any clutter. There were a few small sandbags placed around the basement as if marking off square spaces. My brother was performing work on some of the equipment in the basement, like the furnace or the hot water heater, something that had an open flame. I was using a white vapor insecticide in the basement, like the kind they used to use to fog wooded areas before they found out it was so horrible for the human nervous system. I was trying to kill bugs in the basement, but once I released the chemicals, I realized they could create an explosive situation for my brother, so I encouraged him to get out of the basement and let it air, but I don't think I told him why. After we were out of the basement, I realized we should have placed fans to aid in the air circulation.

I was house sitting for my mother which actually happened last Summer. I was alone in the house and decided to try out her bath/ jacuzzi. One of the stand alone, after market, above floor, all white baths that generally only appeal to old people, they are for therapy, incidentally she does not have one. I was filling it with water waiting to get in, nothing out of the ordinary. When the water neared the top I noticed there was a problem and I could not turn the water off, it was about to overflow. When I got out I noticed it was already soaking the carpet. I went to my mothers bathroom to get some towels and hopefully find the water cut off when I heard a noise in her bedroom. There was no one in the house so I was startled. I have some skills in dealing with this sort of thing in real life.

I look in and a woman about my mothers size and height was standing in her room, her back to me, very strange and unpleasant. I considered grabbing my 12 guage which I do own or calling 911. I spoke up and said, "Can I help you?" When I spoke again the figure turned around and it was a seriously decaying corpse of a woman. The skin was grey like death, aging wrinkles everywhere, loose eye sockets, dying teeth, just hideous. She looked a bit like the Iron Maiden rock bands icon but a female, medium short and only barely resembled my mother. I was not my mother, maybe some look alike. The right side of the creatures face was more decayed than the left.

I would have rather grabbed my shotgun but I thought the thing would teleport away before I returned so I stood there.

As I was deciding what to do the creature did and said little or nothing. It looked at me then fell over to her right side, dead. It was strange to see something 'undead' actually die before my eyes. It was conclusive that its life was over for good at which point I immediately woke up. This was out of the ordinary and I'll add it was nothing like 'The Walking Dead' zombie show. It was as if this creature had been alive for centuries or longer and was finally expiring.

I have had unpleasant civil and military strife dreams last summer. Lots of people, migrations, and uncertainty. Some fist fighting which caused me to wake up but this was different. This creature died in front of my eyes. Undead creatures do not die.

I went to sleep asking if the Republicans will gain the majority in the Senate. In a completely dark room I saw a piece of paper ( a ballot..?) float down and land over the US Senate in the Capitol Building in Washington DC. My interpretation is that yes, the Republicans will take control of Senate in the US November 2014 elections.

I have a 'deep' question for other dreamers that actually 'see' future possibilities or portents. I am not quite sure how to ask this, let me see if I can put it into a form that conveys what I am wondering.

I have a lot of dreams, most are either very personal (like, new kitten to be found; or car flat tire, etc. which hit pretty frequently to be semi-accurate, anyhow), and the big monstrous 'apocalyptic dreams' (floods, earth changes, etc.).

Of the 'big ones' (that I would post here), seldom (and I mean really rare) do I see people in them. Actually, I normally only see people if they (or injuries to them) are a part of the overall story to be conveyed. If I see an army marching, it is faceless. If I see a king, he is faceless. If I see a group of stragglers or survivors, they are hooded or other face covering, or are 'faceless'. Meanwhile, monsters are not faceless. Movie stars are not faceless.

I can see a city pending disaster, and I will see it from an 'airplane view' and there will be lights, cars moving, tides flowing, clouds moving - but I won't see the details of one single person, if I even see the bi-pedal structure of a human to start with. I have realized this for years.

Why do I not dream of humans, or when I do, it is almost like they (their identity) is unimportant? Even when I see 'a set place-holder human' (i.e.: a king, a leader, a tyrant, a priest), I will see the garb, feel the title, but never see the face. It is like Witness Protection, the faces (and identities) have been scrubbed to protect the future from being 'pre-warned'. I mean, even when race is an issue to the story, I will normally derive it from their hands, not faces.

Has anyone else had such a thing happen (consistently) in their dreams? Being old, I now kinda joke about it as 'the divine's form of Witness Protection, while getting the overall story to me still' - not that I can do a lot about the story to begin with.

Just wondered.

- Trapper -

While I haven't had any recent stimuli about the Pacific Islands, I must preface this with the fact I spent 3-years of military service in Hawaii, and is how I instantly recognized the location (though this was 30-years ago).
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I had a quick dream last night, where I was in 'ethereal overview' of where I now live. It was if I was 'ascending until I was several miles above the earth (almost a satellite view perspective). I quickly 'flew' West, out over the Pacific and slowed as I approached the Hawaiian Islands. I began to descend to a 'helicopter' level (a few thousand feet) above the island of Oahu on the Windward Side (viewing from the Polynesian Cultural Center, eastward, towards Kaneohe and Kailua). At first, it was green and lush and tropically beautiful.

As I descended though, I noticed that it was cloudy, heavy overcast (made me think of the 'rainy season' that comes in February, give or take). Then, looking at the towns up against the Ko'olau's, I noticed they weren't active. There was no lights, there was dirt and debris and broken material everywhere. A water line up the side of the mountain was better than 500-feet above ocean level. Many homes and businesses were terribly destroyed. It looked like an after-view of the latest Japanese Tsunamis, their aftermath.

There were no lights on. There were no people. It was like the whole Windward Side was abandoned, lifeless. One impression, one phrase comes to me, 'it is over here'.

Steve Nash show some risky 3 pointers from the baseline. Many people thought he shouldn't have shot them but they went in and we all knew he helped.

One particular dream I had this night was of driving along a highway, felt like I-5, and coming up to the city of Eureka, California. I was puzzled however as to why I was there, as I have not visited there in years, and usually only passing through.

I do not know if something perhaps is about to center event wise in Eureka soon?

I perhaps only remember 35% or less of this dream.

I was in a strange plane surrounded by sea. My memory of it switches from night to day interchangeably. There were mountains and metal structures, fashioned in monolithic chaotic step-like platforms. At the very top there was a massive antenna.

I took a dream drug. One that would make me able to do things I couldn't normally do. I could create space, time, and matter at will. Other people were unable to scale any of the rising structures, and I could do it. I tried showing them how to.

I scaled the tallest structure and reached the antenna. I went down and to the right of where the cubicle dwellings were in the mountainside, and found a massive circular shaped grotto. Underneath of it you could see the moonlight and the stars with extra intensity. It was surrounded by serene water, and it had another circular walkway around it with a few feet of water in between.

There were many young people here, enjoying the surreal freedom. I went to a pier like sections and talked to some people I've met before.

In the end I enjoyed jumping forward and gliding a few feet off the ground. It felt very real, and it bugs me I cannot do this in real life.

If only I remembered I could fly sooner! I always forget!

I found myself cycling on a mountain bike with my friends through the different streets and pathways around an area of a city I was not familiar with.

went to bed asking for understanding of life questions in general.

As I was dozing I heard a loud crashing noise, sounding as if someone had kicked the door down.

I woke up and checked the doors and windows just in case, no damage anywhere inside or out.