Snippet 1

I am trying on clothes to buy. I have selected what appears to be the only khaki pants that might fit, so take them toward the front and put them on over some cowboy boots. The length is perfect, maybe just a tiny bit long…dragging just ever so slightly on the ground.

Looks good, except when I walk away from the mirror, it appears that these pants have a lot of static electricity and the more I walk, the higher on my leg the pant bottoms rise up on the boots.


Snippet 2

It's a birthday, but I'm out of money. I don't know if it's my birthday or someone else's. I'm looking for a bottle of wine or beer to celebrate (I've been dry for over 3 years now in real life), but all the stores are sold out, except for super expensive options. I remember it is Friday night.

I'm standing close to vending/bar sort of thing, just contemplating. Someone comes up and offers a temporary job...that of collecting the small green tickets that allow the visitors to do something, not sure what. He says if I collect all the tickets, I receive the standard pay...”17 dollars and 23 cents." I decide to do the job and go around collecting small green tickets.

When I get around the back side and start working my way back, someone with a ticket questions whether I heard about the military base in Europe. They point to imagery on the wall of this base. I see military vehicles parked; I see generators, large light poles, and a couple big buildings. The area in question seems to be a parking lot in front of a main headquarters building.

Somehow all this looks familiar. Although I've never seen this area before, it all looks familiar from a previous dream that I've never dreamed (a déjà vu experience from a dream within a dream!)

They are telling me that this area will (xyz)...can't remember what exactly will happen because I was so enamored with trying to figure out how this area looks familiar. I believe the event will be natural in nature (a tornado or sink hole), and the base will be in northern Europe (Netherlands? Germany? something like that)

Dreaming Awake or Envisioning/Meditation

When I was visiting with family on a weekend in November 2011, we held an experiment (OK, another experiment!) where the six of us sent our intuitive tendrils out into the world in an attempt to divine potential future catastrophe. Suffice it to say that North America was the prime concern. After all, North America is where we live.

It is now September 2014 and this experiment still haunts me. I keep looking for a WHEN and I think I've found it.

Step by Step

My tendrils reached for mostly the Arctic and China with a few headed for California and around to Australia. My vision was of numerous balls of soft white light cascading out of the sky.

Another sister described her tendrils as moving to Russia and China, where great lightening ripped through the sky as many hands reached out to help. Nested in the middle of her view was a crab like creature. She was given the numbers 3, 8 and 17 or March 8, 2017??.

Another sister told of her tendrils, all in one rope, shooting up over the Arctic where there was a great rumbling with gigantic chunks of ice breaking away. She had a vision of a single large fish.

My dad was envisioning the continent of North America sinking into the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans on three sides (east, west and south), down from what he described as the backbone (ridge) of the continent, kicked off by an earthquake off the coast of California.

One sister's tendrils covered the entire globe. She beheld a large dark mass of cloud emanating from the other side of the world, wrapping round the globe, encompassing all except a narrow strip down the middle of North America, as if the Earth cracked like an egg (1/3 - 2/3). She was under something in the dark with other people and every once in a while they decided it might be time to surface....and then they decided it wasn't time yet, over and over again. She was terrified into tears. She was given the number 37.

My mother got stuck in her trance viewing a massive number of headstones in British Columbia.

(Note: vibrations the same cycling, solar plexus centering; recall: poor.)

Journey #1: My friend S (still among the living"), exclaiming, "I found out what that thing was in the picture. A damned Chimera!" (see note, postscript)

Journey #2: Male voice: "How many are in the room with you? OK, just one. We are determined to find out what happens in the dream state." (see postscript.)

Journey #3: An image, a gravy boat, white, containing butter or margarine.

Postscripts:

An explanation may be in order. I am not, however, trying to influence anyone's belief system or to state a platform. S is a brilliant, insightful medical investigator, as well as a public official. She and I have worked together past decades on vaccine analyses, most recently, on the proposed new Ebola vaccine. We were both dumbfounded to discover that this new vaccine, like others, introduces a hybridization of human DNA with engineered animal DNA, including: monkey, donkey, horse, pig, and a new DNA Franken-blend of human DNA and tobacco leaf. Hence, S's mention of the monstrous Greek mythological figure, the Chimera, in the dream.

Note #2: During my own investigation into dream state-out of body experiences, one principle remains fixed: we are never alone. Over and over again, during hypnagogic and hypnapompic, I have viewed crossed over family members as well as those among the living here with me, seated and quiet, and at times, beseeching. There is no "alone" in alone. In the matter of the mysterious male voice last night, it appears I had one more visitor with me. I could not see this individual, at that moment.

I've had difficulty recalling my dreams this past week. At 6:50am CST I woke up with a bolt after hearing an extremely loud boom in my dream. I don't recall much of the dream. I was with several others, we were outside on a sunny, mild day and either digging a large hole or looking at a large hole (6 to 10 feet across). Suddenly the large boom. I did not see or feel an explosion. I woke up with my heart racing. I do not recall ever having a dream like this before and it seemed important to log along with the time.

Emotions: calm, analytic then startled at sound

I must preface this older-dream (from my dream log), in that I am not religious - though not Atheist. I am very secular in general belief. That I had this powerful of a 'religious based' dream actually troubled me more for the symbology used, than what it would probably have bothered another who is more 'devout'.
I am a college graduate, and the general setting is familiar to a classroom I remembered from a time long-past.
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I enter the dream sitting in an old 'one-armed' desk as most schools have. I can feel the sun to my back, and look back to see the great wall full of old multi-pane windows. I know this place, I think, this is my old 'accounting' class from college. I am the only one in there, but it is a bright, nice day it seems.

I wait and I wait (for the professor, I assume), and at the point of being impatient about to leave, the back wall becomes solid, but the light does not fade. In walks someone I instantly know as 'Gabriel' (as in 'archangel Gabriel'). He is in front of the class, but I am the only one in the class. From behind me (though I am not allowed to turn around), there is a powerful voice directing him what to 'do' and 'show-me'.

He pulls down the white screen, like we are going to see a movie. I sit, and watch. I see a few things. A map of the United States. A calendar in the corner in '4-digit-year-format' (like 2009-2010-2011, etc.). In the middle of the map, near what would be central Missouri, a red dot starts to grow. I think it is something, but can't make it out. As it grows, I realize that it is a red swastika. It grows and grows as the calendar 'slides' forward in time. By 2012, it ranges from the Canadian border to the tip of South Texas (and slightly into Mexico). It is carefully controlled and I perceive that there is an intent that it not go into Canada for some reason.

I am asked, 'do you understand?' and in the dream, I say 'yes' (at the time, after waking, I did not though). The voice behind me says, 'proceed', and next I see the map reset, and it starts again, however this time it is a bit east, and the red is NOT a swastika, but a spider web. It is centered near the New Madrid area. It grows silently, I feel it 'creeping unnoticed' until it covers all of the eastern area from Cleveland Ohio to Macon Georgia, and from the Mississippi River to central Virginia.

Once the web is in place, I notice the calendar is still rolling, and is 2012...2013...20..and the web turns into a broken window, a broken glass. It starts to crack, and it falls in chips, then like a floor of glass, collapses. People, so many people, falling into it. There is nothing below it. It is like a giant mine pit and there is lava beneath. They yell, they scream in total terror. Thousands, millions. But, as I try to see what they are actually falling into, I try to lean over the pit and the stench is worse than anything I have smelled in my life. It is horrific. I am told, 'this is spiritual, not physical, and the odor you smell is the corruption of the spirit of those that experience this, and the ones that fell before them'. The clock is at '2014...2015...2...' as the ticker of the clock is now at the bottom, and slowly sliding into 2016. As the people on the cracked glass reach their end, only a few remain. I see one face I know, and a handful that I do not. The face I know is Hillary Clinton, the others are her 'aids and close associates'. She is falling into the pit as she fights so hard to hold it together and to keep herself from falling in. She finally falls, and in that moment screams 'NO! THIS ISN'T FAIR, IT'S MY TURN! YOU PROMISED! IT'S MY TURN NOW'.

Quickly, I see the ticker is '2014...2015...2016...2' as centered in the screen, and I see a group of men in a smoky room who now focus on Europe, and don't care what happened to America. The voice standing behind me says 'my destruction of Babylon is complete, now I shall turn my attention to Europe and then the Middle East'.

The projector is turned off, the wall behind me becomes windows that are now opened, Gabriel is gone, and the doors are opened. I wake up exceedingly nauseated and go to the bathroom. I am physically sick - I can't get the stench out of my nose! I am now awake, and can still see and smell the ending scene of the 'web'.

I've had this dream several times, but I listed the first date I had it. The repeat events have been identical. To my knowledge, I have never seen anything close to this that would have seeded such a dream event randomly. I believe this to have been a OOB scene of a real action that took place.
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I am standing on a modern waterfront, not sure if it is ocean-coastal or a river location. Major city nearby. Large dock facility with various features which make me think it's a relatively important port in America (I am not told it is America, but it looks Western, and what I hear is English spoken).

Two men standing on the walkway on the water. Boat hardware laying about (buoys, rope, etc.). Small room, like a control room, maybe 8-ft x 8-ft, with a small white door on the walkway itself. They are coming out of the room. I see into the room. Two blue barrels with something taped to the top. It is a timer, but very complex. I know it is a nuclear package. The men are hard, scarred, look mid-30's, and like prior military. They are wearing black tactical vests and have small handheld radios. They are talking to someone on them and say 'it is fixed, and active'. One has a pistol out, but puts it away after they come out of the room and lock the door. They are looking about to make sure none saw them. I can feel they are ready to kill, if needed, to keep this secret. There are more to 'place', but not here. Elsewhere.

Knowledge that they may sit here for days or months or years, activation is not known by the men at this time. They do not care, their job is done. Using them is someone else's business.

Mother dreamt the following, written here verbatim: I was outside my house chatting with a friend, an ordinary day as ever.

Suddenly we were interrupted by a male voice echoing in the air from all around much like the voice accompanying a tornado siren telling people to take shelter. The announcer said this is a national emergency, that a great flood was coming, and to seek higher ground immediately. It was implied that other areas of the country were receiving the same warning, that it was an unprecedented tsunami.

I got in the car with my friend and drove to higher ground. We ended up on a high plateau or mesa, a flat land surrounded by mountains but the land itself was high in elevation. There were thousands of people already there. The voice then told everyone to ensure they also had winter clothes because temperatures would plummet to subzero ranges. End of Dream.

I don't remember the dreams in good detail, but they all involved myself not wanting to pick up passengers at the airport. The theme repeated through multiple dreams.

In the first dream, I had "missed" my plane. I left a day early somehow. There was a list, and on that list were the names of people. I was supposed to ride share with one of them. I confirmed with the airline that I had gone one day early. I was vehement that I would not go back to the airport to pick up one of the people named on the list; I can't remember the name, or the list of names, at this point. I think it had "Beane" in it, and had an "O-".

In this dream, and in the subsequent ones, a common theme came up. Somebody in the dream told me "well, they knew you wouldn't do this because you're Danish" or something just like this.

In a second dream, I had gone to the airport, I had to pick up somebody early in the day. There were no parking spaces; I was trying to get out, they insisted that I had to pay $5, even though I hadn't been able to park. I had to go into a multi-level parking garage that was far away, and they had told me that there probably weren't any parking spots in there either. I couldn't find one, so I was leaving, I got the phrase about "being related to the Danes" or "being Danish" again.

In a final dream, I really don't remember much; I was at a dinner party of some sort; again, I was supposed to have been setup to ride share with someone at the airport but I was on a different flight, and I did not want to go pick them up. This last time it was "We knew you wouldn't want to go pick up the Swedish because you're related to the Danish".

Based on our lessons from Canada, I’m playing around with finding peaks in certain words. Obviously, there are degrees of peaks and varying heights, but I’m looking for certain ones that resemble the peaks we saw in the Canada shooting. For this run, the yellow highlighted words are those that seem to be the closest in characteristics. The other thing we’ll be starting to track are the TYPES of words that are peaking and how early they peak prior to the news. For example, we have names that seem to peak the highest and earliest, while simple descriptors seem to peak later and lower.

Other than the peaks in yellow, I also annotated an interesting smattering of words that seem to point to the natural world in China. Panda, Nature, Rare, Tigers, Cage, Garden, etc. Not sure if this is predictive, especially since we have no big hitters here (above 2,500%). In addition, there don’t seem to be many phrases that pop out, at least to me. If anyone sees groups of 3-4 (or more) words that seem meaningful or that overlap with recent dreams, then do speak up!


   

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10/24/2014    %Change from Ave    % Change from Yesterday

panda    108.6%    1100.0%
jelly    88.2%    1000.0%
brave    82.4%    1000.0%
nature    194.0%    800.0%
tech    111.5%    650.0%
connection    195.7%    575.0%
forgotten    130.5%    525.0%
competition    115.8%    466.7%
rare    74.3%    450.0%
china    70.9%    450.0%
tigers    78.2%    400.0%
helicopters    75.9%    400.0%
fourth    54.6%    266.7%
breathing    94.3%    233.3%
chick    52.5%    233.3%
relax    91.8%    225.0%
steal    106.4%    220.0%
scare    108.9%    200.0%
jealous    80.7%    200.0%
string    68.8%    200.0%
leather    58.8%    200.0%
drops    107.8%    180.0%
number    86.2%    172.7%
cage    66.4%    150.0%
beginning    50.6%    137.5%
proud    149.8%    122.2%
garden    74.7%    115.4%
army    146.1%    111.1%
motorcycle    112.5%    100.0%

I am driving on a two land road through a city (feels like Arroyo Grande) but the city in my dream is much bigger. It is night time. Traffic is going along at a pretty fast clip even though we are moving through the city. I am also operating a life-sized remote control car and no one is in it. I pull over because traffic is starting to go too fast for safety and I'm worried I won't be able to stop the remote control car in time since I don't know where it is. I have the controls in my hand and I start pressing the buttons for the brakes hoping to spot the car as it passes me. There is a woman with me and she is very upset I pulled over and is worried about the remove control car. She wants me to forget about it. I look forward just in time to see a red sports car fly past all other traffic and then crash out of control, flipping multiple times. There are several more crashes and one pedestrian gets run over.