This dream was had prior to waking up after many other odd dreams:



there was images as if I were watching TV but more first person. The news reported was either interviewing or just describing a woman in a situation where her husband must have lost it or something was wrong with him and she had to subdue him in the basement with chains. I remember seeing images of the woman doing this like I was picturing what had happened as opposed to it being in the news report. They talked about her having to "hit home runs" with a bat to keep her husband from hurting her or her children and that was the only defense she had as not to kill him (I was thinking this was fucked up). The tone of the news report was more pity and seemed like this was a common thing that had to happen. I then seemed to be the woman in the dark basement and it was my husband that I had to restrain, I seem to know what was going on and yet I didn't know, like I was in autopilot. I was under like a stair case eve in a tight space being ultra quiet and moving slow as not to wake my chained husband, I was scared but also "on duty", for some reason I had to get my metal Louisville slugger out and beat feat for the stairs. I got up the stairs looking over my shoulder and saw my husband trying to break out of underneath the stairs where he was, like a vicious dog trying to get to the end of its chain. I remember being so scared that the chain would break and feeling so hopeless that were in this situation. Then the chain seemed to give and my husband wrenches out from below the stairs to a standing position, and caught a again by the chain. He was chained around the neck like those ankle clasps for prisoners. His shirt was off, and I swas looking down at him, he was completely gone, he looked like a mongaloid/zombie but not dead, just completely lost and unstable, he was reaching for me like a rabid crazy dog and I was telling him "I love you honey" over and over trying to get him to hear my calm, cool, sweet voice. I remember being so scared that he would get off and I would have to "hit a home run" with the bat I was holding to get him to stop and keep him from killings me and the children. The feelings of hopelessness and sadness were overwhelming. I didn't know what to do or why this was happening. He then reached up with something that was a small glass bottle, extending it out to me like either a weapon or I'm really not sure. I was talking to him as if I was cornered by a vicious dog, gentle and sweet. I grab the bottle and it seemed to be on of my perfume bottles. I remember being worried that if he broke it he would kill himself. I woke up traumatized and wondering wtf.

Day prior to the big day (7 & 8 Oct) and LOTS of words are increasing significantly. This list is much longer than usual because of all the meaningful phrases that appear as I continued on down the list.

We have more military showing up, and how appropriate to see antidepressants next to it? Lot's to talk about here...

- elementary horrifying movement
- mexican and seven show up again
- something epic coming up?
- Get this one: "Finish shot shop sharing evil materials"  (Does that not sound like the mall shooting issue we've all seen time and time again?)

   


Text version:
10/6/2014    %Change from Ave    % Change from Yesterday

diversion    205.0%    2200.0%
headphone    205.0%    2200.0%
growing    103.1%    2100.0%
robots    104.2%    1300.0%
bedtime    75.5%    1200.0%
gentlemen    88.3%    1000.0%
marines    87.5%    900.0%
antidepressant    86.3%    900.0%
consultant    86.3%    900.0%
champion    81.9%    900.0%
heights    63.5%    900.0%
junior    52.8%    900.0%
handheld    184.3%    700.0%
elementary    218.6%    500.0%
horrifying    85.3%    450.0%
movement    97.5%    333.3%
bonus    119.7%    325.0%
mexican    77.5%    300.0%
seven    74.2%    300.0%
milk    88.8%    275.0%
epic    85.3%    250.0%
disaster    97.8%    225.0%
planning    91.7%    183.3%
classmate    82.5%    180.0%
especially    71.9%    175.0%
bakery    128.7%    160.0%
remembering    77.7%    160.0%
finish    75.5%    150.0%
shot    64.2%    150.0%
shop    195.2%    121.7%
sharing    63.9%    111.1%
evil    119.8%    100.0%
materials    80.4%    100.0%
usually    67.7%    100.0%
analytics    59.8%    100.0%
purposes    55.5%    100.0%
experiment    103.8%    90.9%

In spite of my own absent dream experiences last night (highly disturbed sleep, with no recall, other than yet another continuing "Cosmic Jukebox", that being Men at Work's "Down Under", what the heck?), I did receive at least two phone calls from contacts, asking me to record their own unusual dream experiences. Contact #1 "V" expressed he was at a Walmart store during this dream, with some lucidity, unknown location, when he began to see a "mist" or a vapor overwhelm the entire store. He noted that the store was full of shoppers, and they saw this mysterious mist, but paid it no mind. He was incredulous that they were so apathetic to what was unfolding before their very eyes. In desperation, he looked for the mist source, finding a box full of noxious chemicals that had been laying there for some time. The chemicals had begun leak out of their container, releasing this noxious mist. Contact #2 "T" reported that I was driving a vehicle along an unknown expressway, with himself in the back seat and Contact #1 in the passenger seat. T from the back seat was observing the scene that was unfolding before him. The vehicle stopped, as there clearly was a dangerous wreck ahead. The passenger "V" got out of the vehicle to see if he could assist wreck victims lying in the road. He went up to the accident victim, a man, and announced that he was dead, returning to the truck. T reported that there was continuous communication between me, V and T during this experience; but that it appeared to be primarily non-verbal.

G. Ure sent me this....a forward from one of his readers:

New Dream to tell you about. Definitely another Irwin Allen variety. In part of the dream I was myself and another part I was someone else listening to a conversation. The first part of the dream opens up with me listening to a conversation between two men. I noticed that I was some sort of Secret service type of person because I was carrying a gun but was in a grey suit and my job was to be on watch for the two men having a conversation. The two men speaking were not the president but two other gentlemen who I did not recognize at least from my own point of view. Their conversation specifically said in Two days “ the event” is going to happen and then they started talking about a college football game they were going to that night. I believe they said it was a USC football game. So maybe that gives me some West Coast as a possibility of where the event was going to happen. They said they felt bad for all of the kids who will be at the football game as they don’t know they only have 2 days left most likely. I then turned into myself and found myself across the street from an underground type facility. At that point I witnessed a bunch of military vehicles escorting what was the largest cylinder shaped cargo that the truck was carrying. When I say it was about 400 feet long. It looked like it was as long as what you see rockets are when launching the space shuttle type of deal. And some stranger turned to me and said what is that? And I said there is only one thing that could be and that is a nuclear warhead. And he said how do you know? and I said because of all of the military escorting it and the shape of it. I then turned and ran a few blocks where all of the sudden it was a bright beautiful sunny day and I am now outside of the football stadium.  I am out of breath from running. I have a panicked feeling in my stomach and I am now with my wife who for some reason does not believe me when I tell her something is about to happen and then I wake up

I am a nurse in an emergency room. I have a new patient which is a young child maybe 4 or 5. They are with their parents in an isolation room. The doctor has ordered urine testing so I go in to collect the sample. The parents have helped the child collect and placed it on a table right inside the door. I walk in, I'm in PPE (personal protective equipment but not hazmat, just normal stuff you wear in an isolation room and the things the CDC has recommended) to collect the sample. The parents and child are across the room (it is really large for an ER room); the parents are holding the child which is lying listlessly in their arms. The parents look defeated or scared. Probably scared. I look at the table where the urine is already in a specimen cup, there is blood on the table. The urine is bloody and is a strange color of red. Not any shade I have seen before.

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I don't remember too much of this dream, just the main image. A male stockbroker was ascending a ladder, and someone pointed a flame thrower (not sure what you call this) at him and as he was climbing, he burst into flames. He was on fire primarily in his midsection with his feet and his hat-covered head still showing.



Main emotion: shock with a dash of suprise as this was unexpected (uneasy was the closest emotion to pick in the list)

I am wondering if anyone felt an uneasy feeling all day on Sunday?  Not sure what this is about but, I have found one other person feeling the same way.  Could this be related to the Blood Moon coming up or Mercury Retrograde just starting?  I don't know for sure but I have had a very odd and uneasy feeling all day.

I noticed a number of military themes recently in dreams and came across this article and
support article from '.gov' that might explain what dreamers are seeing.
I've had a 'sense' since Friday that a jig is up across the board on this global action.
Interesting that ISIS/ISIL U.S. military support action in the Mideast by the white house  is in timing with deploying  troops to Africa for
a 'fake'   pandemic outbreak.
This whole scenario has growth to it as an ongoing saga. How can one put timing on a metastasis except that it spends itself out?
Well then,  here is a potential headline in Oct/Nov

DF_AD-01 " Military Whistleblower testifying this week;the media fail to reach the cornered Sec of Defense/State for details ?"

In one of the dreams benefits are questioned and my personal 'hit' was that rang true. We all know how pathetic veteran benefits unfold after a soldier returns from active duty. Now how about troops that are infected (?) when they return perhaps from the vaccines they received ahead of time or maybe from some trumped up disease and the Secretary of Defense or State or other cabinet post say, "We didn't do it !" Sounds like Gulf War syndrome or agent orange...again.
Wouldn't this be a perfect set-up to not pay or delay benefits? WE DIDN'T DO IT. or Cause of death not determined....and a good platform for one on the inside to disclose?
Well this article may shed light straight from the brass' mouth/transcript.

http://www.defense.gov/transcripts/trans...iptid=5514
http://www.cnn.com/2014/10/04/us/marine-...index.html  (cause of death has not been determined).

http://www.nationaldreamcenter.com/dream...y_Benefits   Iris-Oct news event
http://www.nationaldreamcenter.com/dream...cal_prison  eagle 1
http://www.nationaldreamcenter.com/dream..._artifacts    rebecca  (soldiers' assets uncollected?)

could go along with earlier Sept/Oct bots-
"testifying, cornered, reappear, fail, sec, reach".

I was at work in an office building. An esteemed female employee was ill or awaiting surgery and was in the hospital, located on the fourth floor. Several male co-workers, (some were old high school classmates), a few carrying boxes full of items for the ill employee, went to the elevator lobby and pressed the button to go down. After several minutes of waiting, I went to the other side of the lobby to what appeared to be a nurse's station, and pressed a button there. The elevator arrived, as did a nurse.

We then took the elevator to the fourth floor. The ill female employee was there, sitting up in a hospital bed, looking calm and peaceful. Although this was a hospital room, it looked like an upscale hotel suite. The female was Indian (from the country), middle-aged, with shoulder length black hair streaked with grey. (She resembled a local librarian here).

Many people were around here, several busy organizing the gifts that were brought to her. An armoire was overspilling with fine jewelry and elegant clothes, and tables were full of expensive perfume, milled soaps, and spa bath gifts. I recalled that I had given her gold chains, jade pendants, and strings of pearls. The thought flashed through my mind that perhaps she had enough and I could reclaim some of my gifts, but then I thought 'so what, I had plenty'. With the others there I admired four large jade pendants, one of an elephant. I also recall seeing a large light grey exotic leather tote, with various matching clutch and cosmetic bags.

I noticed several dear friends from high school that I had not seen in years. They were very healthy and happy, appeared to be in their 30's, and were energetic and vibrant. We were all pleased to see each other. The weather was warm as they were wearing sleeveless outfits. One was wearing an unusual cape or stole that just covered her shoulders, and it appeared to be made of short sheared fur. As I admired it and stroked my hand over it, I realized it was actually a tightly knit light green material that wrapped around her shoulders several times and zipped up.

My friends said that I was approved to see 'Him', and we would be leaving soon. I was excited as I had prepared for a long time - perhaps years - for this moment, and I perceived 'Him' to be wise, loving, and at peace. They then said we should lay down and take cover, and we rolled our bodies up for protection. We were all wearing unusual hats to protect our heads; mine was a brimless straw hat. We could see fast approaching dark grey, violent looking storm clouds. The storm with high winds, no rain, was quickly upon us and just as quickly over. When we stood up, we were in a furrowed farm field, with trees just beyond. The buildings were all gone, although I did not see any debris. A late afternoon sun was beginning to come out from behind the grey clouds, with streaks of sun shining upon the ground. The air smelled fresh and clean. My friends said it was ok, they had been expecting this storm, and now it was time to go see 'Him'.