Nothing to see here folks...move along. KIDDING!

Barry moves in yet again...this is getting crazy. This time, "Barry retreating" More analysis after the picture...


   

Groupings:
1. "Healing skeptical" Sounds like ebola to me (or at least what we're being fed by the handlers)
2. This group feels like Barry is about to get discovered, and it will be embarrassing. Hasn't it been embarrassing enough already? Apparently not...
3. Concerned about New York or the original....York, England. Nights and ghosts...there's some sort of spiritual murder going on here, and a giant to boot.
4. The smoking gun will be a professor who comes out of the closet, probably on the truth about ebola, and there's some computer code connecting this conspiracy (or is it genetic code?) Hmmmm.


Remember, linguistics by themselves CAN be predictive, but don't typically have low probability until actual dream language overlaps. Have a great day.

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10/5/2014    %Change from Ave    % Change from Yesterday

healing    95.5%    1300.0%
skeptical    107.6%    1200.0%
sunday    63.2%    1100.0%
retreat    61.5%    1100.0%
barry    217.3%    900.0%
monsters    76.8%    450.0%
consider    101.9%    366.7%
thanks    86.2%    333.3%
suspect    86.2%    275.0%
embarrassing    80.2%    266.7%
signs    220.8%    233.3%
ghosts    76.0%    200.0%
motion    89.8%    183.3%
tongue    97.0%    180.0%
nights    62.9%    171.4%
york    205.3%    150.0%
spiritual    179.5%    143.8%
murder    104.5%    122.2%
worst    96.7%    116.7%
giant    135.7%    116.1%
chose    66.9%    114.3%
forgotten    64.7%    114.3%
daily    54.9%    114.3%
avoid    65.4%    111.1%
professor    82.6%    87.5%
list    77.8%    85.2%
smoking    96.5%    81.8%
sand    59.4%    80.0%
mum    128.2%    76.9%
why    55.6%    50.6%
involving    136.0%    50.0%
code    114.3%    47.6%

This dream had an undertow of police/guns/shells. There is a policeman sitting in a police car. A woman is doing forensics. She has rubber gloves on her hands and is reaching for some spent shells. I receive the date Monday, February 15 and then see the same policeman walking down a hallway at a police station. His back is toward me. The last time February 15 fell on a Monday was in 2010.

The I was given an image of the words October 000 Report.

Emotion: puzzled.

I am looking at a large room made of concrete blocks with wide narrow windows at the top of the wall. In the room are a few large smooth barrels/containers. They appear to be the cardboard type that are used to store bulk foods.

Someone is typing names in Microsoft Word table cells beside other cells of writing. The names are something like Abordeen and Gloria; both female.

(Note: Regarding the "Mommy" theme. I was dumbfounded to read about it in the dream updates. On 9-19-14, per my journal, I had a horrible dream, in which I discovered a poisonous skate fish trying to attach itself to my back. I physically woke up screaming "Mommy!" twice. I was far too ashamed to include this within the dream submissions. After all, a grown woman crying out "Mommy!". Second, regarding dream few nights ago involving my contact "Cherokee", instructing me that "her stomach hurt". Validation (maybe?), she has a severe respiratory infection, and the constant coughing is causing her rib cage to be terribly sore. For those unaware, there appears to already be consequences in the Pacific NW, resulting from the Fukushima catastrophe.) These experiences from last night. My own grade? Pretty whacky!

Event #1: Cherokee shows me a map of the Western United States, and I see an inlet, unspecified. Puget Sound? A Bay? I do not know. And she says, "When this event happens, big EQ to follow...", and as soon as I began to write it down, the shield came down, and I can remember nothing else. (There is seemingly a "shield", for lack of a better word, that comes down while one is awakening, disallowing memory of most events, as most dreamers will attest to. It surely takes a lot of discipline to REMEMBER, or most is lost.)

Event #2: A scene of a ferris wheel. Nothing else remembered.

Event #3: (I am almost too ashamed to include this.) A male voice, "No longer a thousand alien women in defense of earth...". Alien women? What the heck!

Event #4: I am "seeing" my two tom cats scurrying over to a male pair of legs. I do not know the man. The understanding is "the cats are going back to their owners". Double "what the heck". I am their true owner. In "real life", I watched their births. Confusion.

I know someone was talking about space ship but I can't find it.
How We Could Actually Build a Space Colony
http://www.popularmechanics.com/science/...2?click=pp

In the vision, there was a train and the passengers I saw were in uniform, but not modern; like period uniform or foreign military.
The train began to roll and the soldiers that rolled to the right, the opposite direction of the derailment, survived (because they started to rock to the right first).
It appeared to be an act of sabotage. Then aircraft began to bomb the sand hill and about a dozen men ran out and spread out to several different directions and disappeared. Then there was another huge explosion and a man, whose hands were bound in front of him already, burst through the sand and began to grow. His hair and his beard had been cut off but not evenly; like it had been done with scissors, so there were tufts here and there. He had three Arabic words on his forehead, and as he grew larger and larger, while still bound, Hebrew letters appeared on his chest, abdomen and arms.
While the aircraft strafed him, thousand came out of the sand apparently unnoticed and followed the paths these 10-12 men first took.

They went into cities and took like SCUBA tanks with them on their backs and hid them in the places where they lived.
Some of the men went to Central Asian part of Russia and got help from Russian military for some sort of attack through Afghanistan. They just parked their tanks and aircraft on the border waiting for the right time to attack. They formed an agreement with the one who went north to help them attack IsRae22l.
Many of the men with lots of women followed some of the men to IsRae22l and Jordan disguised as refugees.
They met in mosques and set up communication stations there. They hid many of their weapons in a big mosque not far from Golan midway from Jerusalem. (I was seeing a reference map and am unfamiliar with the city locations so I don't know if this is accurate). The storage room underground was like a huge underground hangar with vehicles in it, but I saw no way for them to get in or out.
They just kept planning and waiting for the right time.
Then something happened in the US after the November elections 2014 and the US suddenly began sending thousands of troops to Iraq, Kuwait, and Turkey. They began closing in on ISIL area between Syria and Iraq. While this was going on the Syrian Military began attacking moving tanks toward IsRae22l, cutting off Western military (NATO?) operations against ISIL. It was a very bad turn of events.

Write your dreams and long post in a program such as Microsoft office, then copy and paste. I was loosing my dream entries by trying to input them directly into the dream base. Then you can write them off line and just enter them at a later date by copy/pasting. I am guessing that it would work for long forum post that same way.

Big food meme is pretty much undeniable at this point. This headline mainly based on Rebecca's recent incubated dream for P1_06, referencing the food shortage meme (her dream: http://www.nationaldreamcenter.com/dream...Irrigation )

Most recent linguistics http://nationaldreamcenter.com/forum18/s...php?tid=78

A: On or about 10 October, a sudden rise in several world locations with the same trend: droughts causing abysmal numbers for food production. Probably locations include India (i.e., pita), while taco represents Mexico, CA, AZ, TX, perhaps Latin America. Stats and/or News for CA's situation to come out of LA.

I arrive home and pull into my driveway. Immediately I notice that there are many sprinkling/watering systems going at my house all at once. There are hoses everywhere with all types of watering devices attached so that every nook and cranny of my yard is being irrigated. I'm really upset but also confused as to why my husband is doing this. There is a drought going on for cripes sake! Everything is so wet. As I'm standing there my husband comes up to my car but before we can start talking a man shows up, not sure how he got there. He tells me I've won a prize. It's another hose system to water with. I'm dumbfounded.

The dream morphs and my husband and I are inside a house. I'm not sure if it's supposed to be my house or a friend/family member. It doesn't look like my house in real life and it doesn't have that dream feel of being my house. Anyway, the house is single story and the rooms are open and flowing one into the other. There are a lot of plants in the house. As I look around I notice the plants are being watered by the same type of watering systems as you would have for outside. This is crazy because as the water hits the plants it overshoots and hits the walls too. What a mess! I can't figure out why they are watering this excessively.

I am with a friend and we are going to some type of doctors appointment. We show up and go to check in. The receptionist is not happy with me for some reason- I think I'm too early. My friend is checked in and I'm told they will be with me shortly. The waiting area is huge and I go and sit on a comfy couch to wait my turn. I remember looking at the clock and being iritated that I have to wait because my appointment was only a few minutes after my friend's and now I'm going to be late. I look towards the reception desk and I see a clock on the wall but it is fuzzy; I don't remember what time it was.

I get up and notice a buffet set up in one corner of the waiting room. It's strange but I get the sense that the dream has changed slightly to me checking in at a conference or something because there is another check in desk. I'm happy to see the buffet and go to fix a plate. The food is spread out on a round, not very large, table; maybe there are individual plates but I'm not sure. There is hardly any food at all. There are sandwiches and some sort of pasta salad. The sandwiches have been cut so that they are only bite sized. The pasta salad is maybe one spoonful. I'm perplexed because there is usually tons of food at these events.