I was shown a sheet of paper and on it were typed the words, "This is a .....terrorists......:" followed by a long list of single words with one of them in bold. I have no idea what the rest of the sentence said or what the list of words were. My intuition tells me it was a list of things that terrorists can do.

I'm in a basball stadium, but instead of a field the stadium embraces a bay with a marina crowded with personal (not commercial) boats of all sizes. Large luxurious yachts to rowboats, all intermingled. The bay opens to the ocean on the left. The stadium is filled to capacity with young, old, rich poor, well, infirm, family groups, singles, every nationality and religion, all intermingled. Daytime, weather is calm with scattered gray clouds. There are no people on any of the boats.

There is a sense of something important. A voice arises from the down among the boats yet I can't see who is speaking, "You are here to learn." A figure to my right leans over to me me and says, "Listen carefully, this is important stuff." What's odd about the figure's voice is that it seemed to be both man and woman at the same time. I keep my eyes on the marina and nod. Then there's a period of instruction. A whole list of "dos and don'ts". I understand, yet don't hear the specifics. I know without hearing. The information makes me very uncomfortable. As I look around people are in various levels of attention to what is being said. Then the voice from the marina says, "Write down the accident ." Accident , singular. Not accidents, plural. I think, "What's he talking about? What accident? A car accident, fall, smash my thumb with a hammer? What?" I don't know what to write. I also think, "What business is it of his (the voice) anyway?" I don't write down anything.

I wake up and look at the clock. 2:49 AM MST. Thirsty, I have a glass of water and went back to sleep.

Wham! I'm right back into the dream. I enter the stadium, but now only 5%-10% of the people and boats are present, but still in the same proportions. Yachts and rowboats, rich and poor, old and young, etc. But there are partial famalies where before they were complete. Children without parents, parents without children, a toddler alone. It's an emotionally heavy and scary environment. Why would parents leave children behind? Why would children leave, but not their parents. I make my way back to my seat, scanning the marina and stadium. I sit down and fell the prescence of the person who told to listen carefully. Whle looking out over the stadium and marina I ask, "Where did all the people go?" The figure says, "The Collector came." For the first time I turn to the figure next to me. He/she is enveloped in a gray cloud. I cannot determine what he/she looks like. I fear I was left behind and but then think maybe not being collected is a good thing. I don't now. In either case it's scary and sad. There's no sense the collection was some sort of joyous rapture event. Not at all.

If there wasn't a better confirmation for P2's upcoming mission...I'm absolutely speechless over grouping number 1 in the picture below. I'm just now getting power back, so don't have much time to explain what I see out of this run. Please take your time and see if my groupings mesh well with your intuition.

More importantly, are there any recent dreams that match this material?

   


Text version:

10/13/2014    %Change from Ave    % Change from Yesterday

congratulations    212.0%    3000.0%
triple    101.0%    1000.0%
shrank    91.0%    1000.0%
perception    80.3%    800.0%
potentially    65.6%    800.0%
drowning    51.7%    800.0%
confusion    247.6%    575.0%
sucks    85.4%    500.0%
paralysis    57.8%    400.0%
mix    55.3%    400.0%
journey    63.4%    366.7%
shiny    118.1%    275.0%
silent    114.4%    275.0%
gotta    92.8%    275.0%
elements    51.4%    266.7%
outfit    92.1%    220.0%
specifically    88.3%    200.0%
vividly    85.3%    200.0%
dread    79.4%    200.0%
costume    164.4%    170.0%
wolf    50.0%    150.0%
married    164.4%    140.0%
egg    129.6%    125.0%
issue    52.1%    125.0%
terrorist    83.8%    120.0%
invisible    125.0%    112.5%
animal    51.7%    111.1%
chased    51.5%    111.1%
age    98.5%    106.7%
job    104.4%    100.0%
power    57.5%    100.0%
sun    77.6%    96.4%

(Night before or 10-12-14: name "Bali" repeated over and over again; with very little recall of anything else.)

From last night, per my notes (almost non-existent recollections without my notes)

Scene #1: I am in a big, older, rambling hotel, poorly maintained, on isolated acreage, run by French Canadians. I do not know where I am. I am with my mother and father (both passed on). I am packing to leave the hotel (constant theme). I get out to the vehicle, and discover that I left my two dark tan blankets behind in the room; and I do not want them seized by the maids. I do not like hotel bedding touching my skin when I sleep in motels and hotels. I re-enter the hotel lobby and there are a number of "stairways" to get back to my room (returning themes: ladder, stairs, spiral staircase). I try the one to my right, and it becomes non-negotiable, more like a thatch rope containing wooden stairs. I cannot get up to my room, on an upper floor, and I am becoming frenzied. I get down, and choose a 1930s styled polished wood staircase to the left and successfully reach my hotel room. I grab up the blankets, and decide to return to checkout, so that we are not charged extra surcharges without our knowledge. There is a huge serpentine line of people attempting to checkout. I am last in line. While I patiently wait, a black man, in his 40s, hollers down from a slightly elevated platform that he had my new prescriptive eyeglasses ready, that my father had ordered them for me. I reached up and he handed the glasses to me, rectangular and mint green. I returned to line, a little puzzled. I wake up, hearing Duran Duran "Please, please tell me now" and begin to take notes of the dream. Scene #2: I am back in the vehicle, and my mother is driving. She is slightly frantic, looking for the driveway taking us back to the hotel. We closely pass by a poorly maintained hotel swimming pool; and there is a little blonde girl swimming in it, with her head perched on the concrete, and her legs and feet paddling in the water. We "dodge" the little girl, with my mother still looking for the proper driveway back to the hotel. It is more like a maze.

Scene #3: I am on an unknown street, outside of an IsRae22li butcher shop. There are 1940s styled plateglass windows outside. The owner's name is Mr. V-Hgamma. It is like a white cardboard sign held up for me to see, with that name on it. I go into the shop, and see the owner-butcher holding up tiny stringy pink chops made of human children. I am furious and disgusted. While still holding up a chop, the owner glares at me, "What is the matter with YOU?", he growls.

I wake up, temporarily, to Sly and the Family Stone, "Stand!". What the heck?

Scene #4: I am catapulted back into the hotel room, and I open a side door that is already ajar, seeing a vast hallway of shower units, each with a cheap white plastic shower curtain. I say to myself, "This hotel does not even have private showers?".

Scene #5: My mother and I are back in "checkout", and there is a young woman, with a high squeaky Minnie Mouse voice, rebuking me, saying she would check us out, "But we must never return to that hotel again."

Final Scene: I am in a garage, discovering a car that I had owned, but had forgotten about. It was about 20 years old; but brand new; no miles. Green sedan, covered. How could I ever forget about a car I bought and paid for, leaving it there in the garage? This too is a repeat dream. No further information.

I was a young, tall slim blonde female dressed in a glamorous sleeveless black rhinestone studded short dress. I was seated in the first row of a theater, at an entertainment awards ceremony. The theater, surprisingly, was only 2/3 full; I had expected a full house. The host announced the winner, and the woman next to me stood up, as did another female on her other side as did I. The woman next to me looked like Zooey Deschanel. The three of us went onstage, and Zooey accepted her award and made her speech. She mentioned something about her 9 children, and made a humorous remark about more than 1 for each day of the week. While she talked, I was a bit confused as to why I was there, not sure if I was expected to make a speech or not. Suddently a young boy (4-6 years old) came on stage and ran into my arms. He had wavy red hair, and freckled pale skin. I understood he was Zooey's son, and I was a caregiver; so no speech was expected of me (relief!). The young boy had cold/flu symptoms, and sneezed on me, and had a runny nose. I remember thinking I better not touch my eyes or nose, as I didn't want to catch what he had. I recall thinking I wouldn't want his illness to spread to other audience members.

The earliest I can remember in this dream, I was in a canoe floating down a stream in a dense forest. Behind me was Ron Swanson holding a large pole and I wondered why he didn't use the pole to propel himself forward a bit faster to meet me so that we could talk. He didn't seem like his normal character. He was quiet and reserved and spoke softly. As if he knew my thoughts, he told me that he wouldn't paddle and that I shouldn't paddle because we might "Disturb the delicate balance of nature". I could see in my mind the mud coming up from the bottom of the stream muddying up the water... but I couldn't understand why that would disturb the balance of nature... it would settle again, right? But I didn't argue, I watched him sort of sit in his canoe in a meditative-like state until we came to land.

We got out and walked across a grassy meadow. There were many grassy hills in the distance, and we could see many middle eastern terrorist hiding about the hills working to arm themselves and scoping out the area. There was also a middle eastern farmer/ goat herder near them. He didn't seem to be part of their terrorist group. He just worked quietly by himself in the background. Soon the terrorist saw us and began to attack us. WIthout saying a word, Ron Swanson took the pole/staff he had been carrying and it grew very long. Hundreds of feet long I would guess, and he gave the terrorist a good whoopin'. The way he fought with the pole was so elegant and beautiful it reminded me of something you would see on a kung fu show. He acted as if it took little to no effort to take out this entire terrorist group and when they were all face-down on the ground (no idea if they were dead or just knocked out) he had the pole retract and without a word, we continued to walk to wherever we were going.

As we passed the hills, the farmer got enraged by us. He began cussing and spitting at us demanding that we fight him too, but Ron ignored him and continued to walk away and I followed Ron. The farmer then told us that if we didn't fight him he would kill people and rape women. He would start a new terrorist organization. Ron continued to walk away until the man picked up one of the terrorist's guns and aimed it at us. Without a word, Ron turned around and his pole stretched out again. He took the farmer down very quickly before he was able to shoot us, then had his pole retract again. I saw his face before I woke up and he looked troubled and like he didn't want to have to hurt the farmer, but the farmer meant to hurt us. He reminded me that I wasn't to disrupt the balance of nature, and began walking again.

It's a big day today in the bot run, but at the same time, not many big surging memes. This must be a first...A tremendously long list of words that are >100% more popular than yesterday.

Nonetheless, the big theme today appears to be the cosmos. We have "Ripping Stars", "Beginner Universe," "Trek," and even "Carl" (Sagan?)--all those cosmos-level words are connected with a red arrow.

The main grouping I'm focusing on is "Beginner universe indicate ripping star effects parallel...", which to me sounds again like the Wrinkle in Time from the 10th.

Here are some very interesting happenings:
- Barry climbs yet again, up 350%
- Forms of Depression are indicated twice in this run, which is unusual. The Great Depression is weighing on peoples' minds, even though cancer-stricken Jamie Dimon declares that he's a "Long term US bull." Okay, buddy, whatever...



   

Plain text version:
10/12/2014    %Change from Ave    % Change from Yesterday

trek    129.9%    1500.0%
dolphin    112.5%    1500.0%
assortment    101.6%    1100.0%
army    60.3%    1100.0%
beginner    95.4%    1000.0%
universe    54.2%    900.0%
indicate    68.7%    800.0%
ripping    103.4%    550.0%
star    159.9%    500.0%
effects    83.9%    500.0%
parallel    66.0%    450.0%
detailed    93.2%    433.3%
carl    89.6%    400.0%
depression    86.3%    400.0%
sphere    73.7%    400.0%
barry    221.5%    350.0%
win    70.7%    333.3%
toy    154.0%    320.0%
missing    58.7%    285.7%
regular    54.3%    266.7%
unexpected    99.5%    200.0%
robots    58.1%    200.0%
expectation    120.5%    166.7%
worth    89.2%    160.0%
depressed    66.6%    160.0%
hour    192.8%    147.1%
cake    85.0%    144.4%
digital    105.6%    133.3%
tons    73.3%    133.3%
imagery    172.8%    118.2%
dare    94.5%    109.1%
magic    167.4%    100.0%
murder    63.3%    100.0%
rifle    57.8%    100.0%

This thread explains NDC vocabulary. This glossary is just a short list describing the words you'll find just about everywhere on this site.


Bot: a computer program that spiders around looking for specific stuff.

Day Residue: If a dreamer watches TV or has a significant experience and then dreams about it later, that is day residue. Day residue can manifest at an individual level or on a collective level. Thus, some Dreambot runs will have day residue in them (such as a big football game, etc.)

DreamBot: a bot used to search the internet for dreams. It compiles all the words from those dreams and sends back the results in it's pre-determined mission specifications.

DreamBot Runs: This is simply when the bot is sent out on it's internet mission. Our standard daily bot run is the DreamBot4. When the bot run returns, we compare the highest-surging words (i.e., the words that are being used more frequently than normal in the collective dreams) with what our local dreamers are dreaming. When there's a clear overlap, this indicates a possible future event lurking, and we conduct further investigation.

Elders: People that have been here from the start of this site, responsible for seeing that things run smoothly.

Meme: A collection of overlaps from DreamBot runs and/or dreams and might also be called themes or overlaps. Memes are important because they might demonstrate day residue or precognitive events.

Moderators: Trusted agents who have the power to change, delete, warn and ban posts; responsible for seeing everyone plays nice.

Paradigm 3:
A revolutionary program that predicts future events and then changes the future to something more beneficial for humanity. For a full description of this program, and to learn about how to participate, see this link: http://nationaldreamcenter.com/forum18/s....php?tid=5

     P1: The team of dreamers inside of Paradigm 3 who see the future at night during sleep.

     P2: The team of creators inside of Paradigm 3 who change the future to something more beneficial for mankind.

     DF: "DreamForecaster"...These people look at DreamBot linguistics, P1 dreams, and P2 intentions to formulate major predictive headlines for future events. Those headlines get published here: http://nationaldreamcenter.com/forum18/f....php?fid=3

Precognition / Precognitive Dream: Seeing the future before it happens. A precognitive dream occurs when the person dreams about something that actually happens in the future.

Tickle: Even if a prediction or precognitive dream doesn't come true, it may get a tickle. A tickle happens when a prominent news agency or website makes a hypothesis or prediction that directly resembles the earlier prediction.

See a word that's not on our list?  Contact Us.



Inspired by esholars, a valued NDC Elder.

In my mind, this is one of those "just in case" things. I thought to take the top one or two bot run words from each day's run report, for about the last week. *(Where I have two words in one line, they are the top two words of that particular day.)

Perhaps I should've listed the top two words of every meme. May go back and do that. For some reason, some top words were higher or seemed more important to me, but then I did rush through the memes, doing this.

Any headlines here?

Lazy Transformation
chuck seven
healing
congrats demon
ark venice
diversion headphone
temple
heroes
egg homicidal
wrinkle
urine

http://www.standard.co.uk/business/busin...87302.html


This is not the first headline of this type nor will it be the last. But, it "feels" like this is closer to actually happening. Could be a false flag for the elites to steal more of our money, or another nation may really do it to someone, US included.