An elderly woman and man are married for many years. He dies but in the dream I can see his spirit still occupying the physical world. I see them together in different situations. In one they are sitting and having breakfast together like they did many times before. I'm pretty sure the wife can see him. The wife remarries and suddenly she can no longer see him.

Notes:

The husband is fully formed and does not look like a ghost or spirit at all. Somehow in the dream I know he is dead but I can't tell by seeing him.

Thoughts:

Thinning of the veil between the living and the dead. The thinning of the veil is what some believe happens at Halloween. I have not been talking about, or even thinking about, Halloween.

This dream is layered over another but I can't remember too much about the second. All I can remember is I am at work hanging around the nurse's station. I think it is shift change because there are A LOT of nurses there, more than what is usual for a typical shift. I have to be tested for something and 'they' (I don't know who) are making a nurse (that everyone feels doesn't do much) conduct the testing. I am not afraid of anything, just waiting. I'm actually laughing with everyone else. I need to talk to my charge nurse but when I look around for her I see her up on a tall ladder doing something up near the ceiling.

10/19/2014 am

I step through a door into a large room. It has white walls, many desk and chairs, a large desk at the front and a large desk by this door and a door with an exit sign at the side front of the room. There are no pictures, flags or any decorations.

I am the only one here. Why? I turn back to leave the room and there is a sign on the door that reads, "Do not enter! One way!"

I am going towards the front exit sign when I hear someone enter. I turn and there is a woman with her hands full of papers, she lays them down on the large desk and looks at me and says "You are here early." I ask what is going on here. She says it is for the 'final exit' exam. She hands me a packet of papers and tells me to find a seat. Others begin to arrive and get packets and find seats.

I notice that no one has any accessories, purses or bags and no one has a pencil. All have arrived in simplistic garb and with empty hands. All seats are filled. Packets on the desk unopened. We all sit in silence. We are a mixed group of people from many ethnic, color and age catagories.

An older gentleman enters and goes to the front large desk ,he puts a basket on the desk and then says, "When you are finished please put your exam in this basket, take your time and answer every question as fully as possible, your futures depend on these test. Open your packet and begin."

I open my packet (then I am apparently finished as I don't have any memory of the test questions).

I am leaving the test room and see a sign on the exit door it reads "Have a good day."

I leave this dream and begin another.

Who was it that was yearning for a positive DreamBot run? Oh right….ALL OF US! Well, here we go. There’s nothing but happy, lovely, grateful and confident. This is the first run thus far where lines blur between groupings. In fact, there is a great possibility that the whole run itself is a single story, so let’s explore the groupings I identified. Oh wait….as you read this, think about day residue for a moment…with all this ebola fear porn going around, can any of this be day residue?



1. Humanity is gaining confidence, and we are “hardly kidding.”

2. This group MIGHT belong in the 1st group, but regardless…Japan is shooting up. This isn’t the Dallas level just yet, but notice how much confidence this pairing produces…”Excellent” “Fitting” “Confident” “Pro” and even “Shelter.” To me, this feels like Japan is going to lead the world in something, and that something will make the world happier.

3. Barry is not done, as indicated by the name shooting up yet again, AND it’s surrounded by “Gigantic Rocket.” Something big about to shoot out that Barry the Rabbi case, or of course, there’s also Barry Soetoro, don’t forget. EITHER WAY, notice the words, “Vaguely American,” and we’ve got ourselves one big dynamo for a news story. Also notice the synchronicity…a dream just this morning by our new dream talent Aixia, where she see’s a friend “sitting on top of a blow-up rocket that is white and red.” (http://www.nationaldreamcenter.com/dream...nd_Friends )

4. Is American football escaping, or is it becoming “Vaguely American?”

5. To me, this feels like Planet X, but even if it is, it’s far enough down our list to be considered “very low probability” (until, of course, it escalates later with high congruence and correlations).

Finally, what if, just what if the recent P2 group mission is what influenced this run? The timing is incredible. Our first day of the mission started yesterday, and this is the first clearly positive DreamBot run in ages. Something to consider I guess.


   

Plain Text:
10/19/2014    %Change from Ave    % Change from Yesterday

happier    219.0%    2400.0%
gimme    217.4%    2300.0%
hardly    55.8%    1200.0%
kidding    88.5%    1100.0%
escalating    94.8%    1000.0%
excellent    76.6%    1000.0%
confident    64.9%    1000.0%
fitting    80.6%    800.0%
japan    75.0%    800.0%
pro    51.7%    800.0%
scooter    132.6%    700.0%
shelter    90.4%    550.0%
barry    171.4%    500.0%
thanks    81.2%    333.3%
rocket    173.8%    266.7%
gigantic    83.6%    266.7%
lovely    79.3%    250.0%
vaguely    91.1%    225.0%
american    80.2%    225.0%
theater    59.2%    200.0%
football    48.8%    200.0%
escaping    87.0%    180.0%
religious    54.0%    175.0%
asteroid    100.8%    160.0%
interest    96.0%    160.0%
paralysis    88.0%    160.0%
lesson    99.3%    157.1%
gliding    108.7%    133.3%
student    61.5%    128.6%

Very brief dream, we were at a friend's home, and he was female. (In real life this friend is male and is homosexual) He had two older sisters. Anytime we'd begin giggling hysterically, one of the sisters would come in and my friend would get all quiet. I got the distinct sense that she was abused by these sisters in some way. She'd never make eye contact with them, and they would come in and just hover and the didn't look friendly. They were not smiling. At this point I wondered if this was why my friend ate so much. I resolved that I would simply love my friend as much as I could and ensure they had amazing amounts of fun when I was around.



The dream shifts....

I was up in space visiting a couple of friends who were doing educational studies.

By this point, humanity had learned quite a bit about space travel and exploration. Since space travel was available to everybody, many organizations began putting money into research and development of space suits, engines, space faring craft and such.



So I'm up there where two friends of mine are docked at this educational docking station. I had worked with both of them before. One recently left to go work for Limelight networks, and the other still works with me. As I'm hanging out I begin to get fidgety and bored. I ask the guy who went to Limelight where he got the cool suit. He said that as space travel became more prevalent that his organization didn't have to waste money on a lot of trial and error and could spend their money on what worked. To which I responded, "So your company bought you the suit." In the dream I was really indifferent and could care less about his philosophy. This guy is of average height and weight and could be considered fit.



My other friend, on the other hand, is clinically obese. This is the one I had visited earlier in my dream that was female at the time. He's sitting on top of a blow-up rocket that is white and red. I casually lean across from one ship to his blow-up rocket. I grin and say "Fancy!" Then I lay there with my head on his rocket and a arm draped around it so it doesn't go spinning, while my legs are hooked onto a bar that's attached to the educational space center. After a brief pause that seems forever, I ask "Whatchya doin?" To which he responds, I'm working on my expense report!" As he shows me a stack of receipts. I then begin to think very mischievously, but thought better of it. I could have sent him rolling on that blow up rocket, but he might not be very happy with me if I did that since he was being serious right now.



Apparently we had make breakthroughs in how to have breathable atmosphere in space, because none of us were wearing helmets. Some people were walking around in shorts. The latter friend was in shorts as he was doing his expenses.

I don't remember what the catalyst was, but I remember being in some type of doctor's office or perhaps it was a school Eagle1istrator's office. Not sure if that even matters. I was in the room with my wife and one other official-looking person. Don't even remember if it was a male or female.

I was complaining because someone else was feeling pain associated with birthing. I kept saying, 'Birthing doesn't have to be painful, Birthing doesn't have to be painful'multiple times. The official just looked at me with flat emotion. S/he appeared to be confused as to why I was telling her/him this statement, as if to say, "...and what do you want me to do about it?" And now that I write this up, I'm just as confused!

http://hosted.ap.org/dynamic/stories/L/L...7-18-23-33


Remember, she's a huge thorn in the side of the hedge funds, Soros, and the whole Western oligarchy.

It’s not hard to see the word “Epic” threaded through just about this whole run. I included more words toward the bottom since it provides a seeming conclusion to the whole the run. To me the whole things feels like a breakdown-breakthrough, as indicated in Group 3 “Detailed thank breaking” and then Group 4 says, “Hope like faces code perfect.” We’re on the brink, it may be painful, but we finally move to a better, freer future. All that is, of course, but one man’s interpretation.


Based on Group 1 and 2, I conducted correlation analysis on many of those words in a DreamBot5 format. Basically, I believe we can expect a monumental assembly because of the epic drought. The assembly is obviously designed to solve the crisis, which will invariably turn out to be an adventure. The main words here are DRY, BREAKING, EPIC because all these lines are completely uncorrelated but then suddenly become correlated starting 10/02/14.

Timing on this is largely speculation but I can’t imagine anything greater than a month if this were to manifest.

Doomsayers Unlimited:
Group 3 is just plain weird. One interpretation seems to suggest that the population’s incessant hypnotic drudgery will continue, and it specifically mentions “Dating God.” Very curious.

The ray of hope is indicated very quietly at the bottom. It suggests that the hope lies in seeing how we are all connected by “perfect code.”



   


Plain text version:
10/18/2014    %Change from Ave    % Change from Yesterday

assembly    101.0%    1200.0%
greatest    92.1%    1000.0%
solving    187.9%    666.7%
yea    74.1%    500.0%
summary    106.0%    333.3%
hungry    72.9%    333.3%
fri    164.9%    220.0%
epic    243.2%    200.0%
damn    117.7%    200.0%
worst    84.4%    200.0%
stabbed    50.0%    200.0%
period    49.6%    200.0%
unusual    56.6%    180.0%
adventure    125.2%    160.0%
dry    89.2%    137.5%
continuing    92.9%    133.3%
detailed    80.9%    114.3%
thank    53.7%    111.1%
breaking    86.0%    100.0%
precognition    81.6%    100.0%
leading    53.0%    100.0%
spell    100.7%    83.3%
continue    74.3%    78.9%
especially    93.8%    69.2%
dating    130.3%    63.6%
god    64.4%    62.5%
arguing    170.9%    57.1%
recently    99.8%    53.3%
hope    141.2%    52.6%
link    99.2%    51.4%
faces    91.7%    50.0%
code    102.1%    47.6%
perfect    75.6%    47.6%
liked    57.6%    47.4%

I saw military personnel surrounding/approaching a grey concrete facility that looked like a water treatment plant. In the bottom left corner were two people dressed in what is commonly thought of as terrorist clothing - baggy soiled tan coloured tops and bottoms with heads wrapped in black material.

So I read a response to a thread I posted on, and it made me think of one of the strangest dreams I'd ever had. This was a loooooooong time ago.

I believe I'd been up too late, and seen a Ron Popeil commercial.

In the dream, Ron Popeil was demonstrating "The Baconator". It was a device that looked like an iron, but it had no cord. It was apparently a mirracle device. He had a piece of meat in front of him, and he pressed down on it. Steam came out, and in a short time he lifted the iron. He had the ditzy woman next to him who then picked up the meat and took a bite. "Oooh, it tastes like bacon!"

Ron Popeil then went on; "You can use this on turkey!"...."Oooh, tastes like bacon!"

"You can use this on a piece of fruit!"..."Oooh, tastes like bacon!"

"You can even even use it on an old shoe!"...."Oooh, tastes like bacon!"

My face had turned over into the pillow at this point, I don't know how. I was having severe problems trying to breath in the dream. I woke up, I guess I was trying to eat the pillow. It did not taste like bacon.

I did not do a specific intention. I can remember that this seemed like a very vivid realistic dream, but after waking up I've lost a lot of the details.

In the dream, I was at some sort of vendor buying thing. There were numerous lanes all side to side, where you would go up to the vendors when it was your turn. There were multiple lines. The merchandise was apparently NRA related in some way, but after getting it I have no idea how.

When I got to the front, I was talking to a couple of guys that I could tell had no idea what they were doing. I asked to get the jacket and the gun, which was apparently some sort of combo sale. My wife had gone to the front of the line in a queue next to me. I guess you couldn't do a group buy.

They brought me the jacket, which was some sort of NRA jacket. The "gun" that they brought me was plastic; it was very large, and was apparently meant to fire tennis balls. I pulled it apart and looked inside, and specifically asked "this is for firing tennis balls?"

I told them I didn't really want either item at that point. My wife had gotten a different gun brought to her, so I then asked the not-too-sharp salesmen to look at that one. They brought me another gun. This one was a replica of an AR-15. It had a sniper site that came off to one side, kind of unusual. Again the whole thing was plastic; upon further examination I could tell that it was some sort of water rifle. It looked pretty realistic until it was in my hands. I think I went ahead and bought the water rifle, just because it looked and felt neat.

My top emotion I think was being frustrated, because as I recall I had to constantly explain to the people behind the counter what it was I wanted to get, even though they were salespeople for only one specific thing and event. I vaguely recall thinking the two salespeople were total idiots. At the end I was happy to get something that I thought was worthwhile. I don't know if it cost anything, I don't recall paying for anything.