I was seated with my husband and young son with a large anticipatory crowd in a very large auditorium. There was a sense of euphoria and/or relief with the crowd. 6 - 10 or so people (I think mostly men) were on the dais as honorees and key to...our survival? or to the future?

There were 2 numbers presented, which I interpreted as coordinates, I think maybe 12 x 21 though not sure I'm recalling this correctly (Dec. 21?); pretty sure 21 was one of the numbers not so sure about the 12. Somehow these coordinates targeted or identified my husband, which surprised us, and the military came over to him. My husband was surprised that he was 'selected' because of his background (past loose affiliation with the air force). We had the impression the military was then going to protect him, and they asked him to go with them.

Suddenly a military sniper killed all the honorees on the dais. The audience was shocked, as were we, and we thought we were next to be killed, but no, the military was protecting my husband since he was 'selected'.

Emotions: initially excited, euphoric, relief. Then surprise at husband's selection. Afraid when shooting started, relief we survived. Overall, hopeful.

I was at a Brittany Spears concert with a very large, happy, entusiastic crowd. At some point, there was an announcement that for security reasons everyone must leave the concert. I went out to the parking lot, where the concert crowds were milling around. Suddenly, there was a small explosion, and some people started to run away. I went to my car to leave. My brother, Rick, then called me and said not to start the engine. I lifted the hood, and security or police came over. There was a bag of pellets that reminded me of round cereal in appearance. The security men said it was an explosive and told all the people in the vicinity to quickly leave. Two Indian (from the country) women in saris with a baby in an infant carrier were talking nearby, and ignored the security announcement. I told them to 'move move' and when they didn't I grabbed the infant carrier and infant and ran. The pellets then exploded and I felt pinprick burns on my exposed skin, and I had the thought 'muriatic acid'. (I googled 'muriatic acid' and that's another name for hydrochloric acid.)

Feelings: fairly calm until the end when I was running with the baby, then anxious

Friday October 17, 2014

I am back up in for work term. My dog Spencer is living with me this term, which is awesome because I always miss him unbearably when I'm away from home. It's daytime, and we're at my apartment. The apartment is a good size, with a livingroom and kitchen space in the front of the building and my bedroom and bathroom in the back portion of the building. The apartment isn't particularly large, but it is on the second floor with three exterior walls that have a lot of windows. The building itself sits adjacent to a lake with a willow tree casting itself over the surface. There is grass around the lake and the complex and trees behind the lake. The setting is beautiful and the apartment feels open. It's daytime and Spencer has to go out, but I can't let him out because I'm not allowed to have a dog here. I just have to wait for the leasing office to close, which shouldn't be more than an hour or so since I worked today. I leave and get wrapped up in a huge federal investigation and murder case. This is the bulk of the dream, and it took maybe four hours, but I don't remember much of it. Something about an orange sports car. It took place in a city or downtown. I return and it's sunset.
I go inside and greet my boy. Spencer is laying on the couch facing the door, and I sit next to him and pet him. One of his front teeth falls out, and this reminds me of when he lost his baby teeth. But he's too old for this... it's not healthy for him to be loosing teeth. I'll have to ask the dentist if he is able to put the tooth back. A second tooth quietly falls out, almost as if to contradict my idea. I realize he has missed a meal and I feel terrible. This must be due to malnutrition. But it was only one night! A third tooth falls out. I realize he relies upon his kibble to clean his teeth. It hasn't been able to do that. A tiny little tooth falls out. It's so small. At least the pieces are getting smaller. Maybe this tooth is so small it won't affect him to loose it. A fourth tooth falls out and then a fifth, massive tooth falls out. I catch the big tooth in my hand and look at it. It looks like the crushing-type teeth in the back of a human's mouth, not a dog's. This one goes bone-deep, there is no way they will be able to put it back. One last, sixth tooth falls out. This time it's tiny again. I feel absolutely terrible. My dog is decaying right before my very eyes. There was more to the dream, but I don't remember the rest.

Monday October 20, 2014 (afternoon nap)


I am traveling. I am not alone, but I don't know who I am with- a friend or relative. I don't know if we've come across the country or across town but we're motoring along a highway through a city built in the mountains. The city is beautiful with lush, thick, dark green trees. We are traveling south. It is daytime, but the impending cloud cover makes it dark. The setting sun still peeks in from the left. The windows are wet, the road is wet, and the trees are wet. Small swaths of fog or low clouds reduces visibility in some places. We trace one leaf of a clover with our car to change to a westbound road. It is still a freeway or major road, but there aren't as many cars. We travel maybe two miles west, downhill. We pull off and arrive at a very tall, industrial looking wooden building. It is a tower, four or five stories tall with a footprint just as impressive as it's height. To me it looks like a tower you would see in front of a mine or quarry. We get out of the car and walk inside. The door opens to a massive, one story room with a drop ceiling like an office space. The room is dark, illuminated by the small amount of light penetrating the clouds, which in the last few moments of our drive had become victorious against the Sun. The room is empty, save a counter in the very back which makes an L-shape around the back left corner of the room. A single set of aluminum double doors sits in the left wall behind the counter. We close in on the counter and see two employees working, a man and a beautiful blonde woman both my age or slightly older. They greet us and the man starts talking business with our group. He walks left towards the doors and my eyes meet with the woman's. She smiles at me and, when everyone else is concentrating on the man, touches her right thumb and index finger against her pursed lips and then puts them back by her side. It takes me a second, but I quickly realize she wants to smoke. How does she know I smoke, or that I have bud? I nod my head yes and smile. She smiles back and starts walking the same direction as the man. She makes a gesture with her hands and whispers, possibly making no audible noise at all, "Eleven minutes." That's when she gets off work.
Whatever we came for isn't happening tonight due to the impending storm, from which we can already hear distant thunder. Instead they are closing (in eleven minutes). The man walks through the double doors and disappears. The woman continues flirting with me, and somehow kissing comes up in conversation. She says she would totally kiss me. All I have to do is lean over the counter. The man reappears through the doors and works to impede this idea. This is where the dream logic begins to break down. He does so by trying/offering to kiss me insead, which of course I refuse. He closes his eyes and leans over. I think to myself he must like this girl. She and I set a stack of paper towels in front of him with which he makes contact while I steal a kiss from the girl. I wake up.

I can't verify the veracity of the information, but this sounds reasonable anyway...


ALWAYS READ THE LABELS ON THE FOODS YOU BUY--NO MATTER WHAT THE FRONT OF THE BOX OR PACKAGE SAYS, TURN IT OVER AND READ THE BACK---CAREFULLY!


 
With all the food and pet products now coming from China , it is best to make sure you read label at the grocery store and especially Wal-Mart when buying food products.


Many products no longer show where they were made, only give where the distributor is  located.

It is important to read the bar code to track its origin.

How to read Bar Codes ..... interesting!

This may be useful to know when grocery shopping, if it's a concern to you.

GREAT WAY TO "BUY USA   &  CANADA " AND NOT FROM CHINA!!
 
The whole world is concerned about China-made "black hearted goods".
Can you differentiate which one is made in Taiwan or  China ?

If the first 3 digits of the barcode are 690- 691 or 692, the product is MADE IN  CHINA.
471 is Made in Taiwan . 
This is our right to know, but the government and related departments never educate the

public, therefore we have to RESCUE ourselves.

Nowadays, Chinese businessmen know that consumers do not prefer products "MADE IN CHINA ", so they don't show from which country it is made.  

However, you may now refer to the barcode - remember if the first 3 digits are:

690-692 ... then it is MADE IN  CHINA
00 - 09 ...  USA   &  CANADA
30 - 37   FRANCE
40 - 44  GERMANY
471 ...  Taiwan
49 ... JAPAN
50 ...  UK


BUY USA & CANADIAN MADE by watching for "0" at the beginning of the number.

We need every boost we can get!  Pass this on to everybody on your E-Mail Contact List!!

There is clearly some randomness in this run (a striking difference from yesterday), although I do need to point out an unprecedented overlap in two of the phrases. In group 2, there’s a “Plague” which matches with group 3’s “Sick.” That was pretty obvious, but then check this out: Group 2 has “Posing” and Group 3 has “Shot image” and “Imagery.” Thus, we have two phrases with double overlap…very rare. But guess what…that isn’t all! Group 2 has “Craziness” and Group 3 has “Complex” and “Confusing”   WOW…a literal first for a fully clear and congruent trifecta of linguistics overlap!


When this happens in dream overlaps, we look at the context surrounding those words. For example, when Dallas overlaps in the dreams, we then go look at the context to see if there are any special trends. In this case, there does happen to be similar context, too. There’s a feeling of “appreciation” and even a “chorus.”  Who would have ever thunk it that plague-sckness would be attract such applause. Therefore, it is my estimation that this significant overlap is, in fact, predictive in nature, and I’m seeing some sort of big-time, damning evidence AGAINST the reality of ebola. I’m guessing there will be some sort of picture or video that disengages the fear associated with what has clearly captured the minds and hearts of world citizens.

Oh yeah, and it looks apparent that the image or video might be coming from Spain or Mexico (last word in Grouping 3).

One last connection: “Hour involving thank sun” at the very bottom of the lingo has a direct relationship with the Christmas holiday. The 25th of December marks the rebirth of the Sun from the quietist solar day of the year…21/22 Dec, winter solstice. It is true that the ancient Christmas holiday was actually a Pagan holiday, and was adopted in ancient Rome. So, this begs the question, why is there an overlap on something that clearly does not belong in this run…Christmas? Is this when the staged ebola scam is revealed?

   

Plain text:
10/20/2014    %Change from Ave    % Change from Yesterday

tower    63.3%    1800.0%
nighttime    116.9%    1500.0%
provocative    134.4%    1400.0%
gross    109.8%    1300.0%
plague    103.3%    1200.0%
styling    102.1%    1100.0%
posing    95.7%    1100.0%
chorus    97.9%    1000.0%
craziness    94.7%    1000.0%
insight    136.5%    850.0%
acts    99.0%    500.0%
crack    60.8%    450.0%
cheated    82.1%    400.0%
exhausted    61.8%    400.0%
letter    75.7%    366.7%
christmas    227.7%    300.0%
lunch    100.0%    283.3%
uncle    84.6%    275.0%
complex    97.5%    240.0%
appreciated    46.0%    233.3%
shot    120.3%    216.7%
image    71.5%    216.7%
confusing    79.4%    200.0%
linked    71.6%    200.0%
sick    115.6%    188.9%
punch    48.8%    175.0%
imagery    91.6%    150.0%
spanish    106.7%    133.3%
hour    103.3%    121.4%
involving    83.0%    114.3%
thank    53.0%    111.1%
sun    83.6%    100.0%

Attached you'll find the pre-release copy of Alexander's compilation of future trends. This PDF is the official appendix to his upcoming life work entitled, "Final Call," which outlines both positive and negative faces of what might be considered a new earth.

Suggestions for specific readers:


- DreamForecasters / Elders: For purposes of headline creation, this document is neither an external resource nor an internal one. In other words, the content is not to be used as a primary source for headline generation, but it is also not something that is to be overlooked. Instead, it will run parallel to our work here since all (or most) of the contents herein are sequentially based rather than applied to a timeline. In other words, one event indicates that another event may be around the corner. This is exactly one of the new time-estimation methods that some of the DFs have postulated in our own work...instead of seeking strict dates all of the time, sometimes we can use celestial events, astrological understandings, and temporal markers. Suggested use: DFs should probably scan through the document to know what is there and then come back if/when outer events appear to be matching up with Alex's temporal markers. When using anything in the document, please remember to apply page number sourcing.

DFers may extract certain content from the document and paste it into THE DREAMFORECASTER's PRIVATE forum for further discussion. I can see several new threads beginning for the various memes that undoubtedly overlap with our own memes.

- P1 Dreamers: Do not read the document within 2-3 hours of going to sleep. The content in this document can and will influence your dreams, and based on scientific research, anything within an hour of sleep has a high-probability of returning in the mindscape during dream time. Those who wish to remain pure dreamers should consider not opening the document.

- P2 Creators: You may read the document as long as you prepare accordingly. First, you must be able to remain fully conscious...being able to observe your reactions while you are reading. If you find yourself being emotionally attached or emotionally reactive in any way, stop reading. Remember our triad of reality-creation...if you cannot stop thinking about the material or cannot separate emotionally, then this document is off limits.


- All Others:  The attachment is the work of Alex. You may not reproduce his work without his express written permission.


NOTE: Most browsers should be able to open the document without having to download it.

Attached Files

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There are different layers to this dream. There is so very little I can't remember about the mind control aspects.

There is a sense of being one of the subjects and being an observer. Throughout the dream different mind control subjects are visited to check on their projects. I don't know exactly how many there were, maybe 4 or 5. I don't think things were going well. Maybe their missions were failing. I know 'my' mission was failing because I remember hearing "that is what happens when you develop feelings for your subject." I think my subject died.

I dreamt of other apparently random, non-consequential things, but every now and then the "check in" would occur.

In one of the ancillary parts of the dream I remember being out until 3 am. I was coming home from somewhere but I can't remember where. I know I was on a bus or train and we were being brought back to our cars. I think it was work related because my work-friend was with me. Somehow I was late and my friend left without me. We had our own cars so that wasn't a problem. It's weird because we had our own cars and yet I missed a bus to take us to get our cars? This is so fuzzy. Anyway, whatever it was, I missed it and my friend left. I got in my car and was going home but instead of making a turn I went straight. I ended up in a grocery store parking lot. It had been raining because I could see the wetness on the asphalt reflected in my headlights. I decided to go into the store for a snack. I was craving chocolate. (This is so random!) I spent some time in the store buying marshmallows and Hershey kisses.

In another part I was in a park with my husband and we had ridden there on our bikes. There were random people in the park and I don't remember interacting with anyone. We were supposed to leave but I had to use the bathroom (not for real) I remember dropping my bike on the ground, using the bathroom, and being relieved my bike was still there and hadn't been stolen. I caught up with my husband and he was kind of upset because he couldn't find me (I hadn't told him I was using the bathroom).

The dream morphs and I'm in the parking lot again except this time I'm with someone else I know but I don't recognize her. It is late and she's worried because she has an exam? tomorrow. She wanted gum because she ran out and for some reason it had to say 'gluten free.' I offered to get the gum for her and drop it off at her house. I think I was doing this because I wanted her to like me. Anyway, I'm back in the same grocery store in the check out line looking at the gum selection. The lady in front of me was helping me but when I said 'it has to say gluten free' she made some condescending remark that I interpreted to be about the 'gluten free' bandwagon. I don't think I bought gum.

The dream morphs and I'm at work. A lot of new patients have just checked in for treatment. I think four people from the same family check in. I take one of them, a 50- 60'ish woman who is there for multiple complaints, one of which is numbness to one part of her face. I'm worried about this because it could be a stroke. But I don't want to say anything to the doctor and I can't remember why.

The dream morphs and I'm outside that grocery store again. I see my old personal trainer and I talk to her about starting working out again. We make plans.

In between all of these dream morphs is the 'checking in' on the mind control people.

I wake up just before 6 am and try to remember the dreams so I can write them down later. I'm trying to remember the mind control parts but it's like forcibly trying to pry open a metal curtain. I decide to get up and write down what I remember because the dream is fading fast.

In the dream I am in a lab someplace outside the USA while they are manufacturing the annual flu vaccine.. one of the workers breaks protocol and rubs his nose and sneezes the cells get replicated and into the vaccine.

the innoculations get shipped..

then I am in a lineup to get vaccinated for the flu and decide against it.. everyone else gets it and goes on their way. a month later there is a huge outbreak of a nasty virus.. that all is associated with the production and the one worker breaking protocol.

A soldier raises $226,000 to open a charity store.

An overwhelming feeling of protection and comfort overcame me in a half awake state.