9/2/14 3:27 a.m.

President Obama overrides the 22ND amendment of theConstitution, via Executive Order, and runs a third term.He is able to do this because there is a major attack on the United States and martial law is enacted.
The Pope becomes Obama's right-hand-man which results in an apostasy of the Catholic Church. Chaos ensues.

In this dream, I was in a hospital. I had become more ill and had to be taken in immediately. My family came to visit me, so I assumed that things much be much worse than I thought, because they hardly ever go out of their way to visit me. I have some favorite kimonos, and in the dream, I had them brought to me in the hospital and displayed by my bedside. I had two of my white ones and one baby blue one. Each featured lovely cranes and blossoming cherry trees, and I was able to calm myself and relax as I looked at them, but I was still in a lot of pain for some reason. I'm not entirely sure what was wrong with me.

My grandmother came to my bedside and I thought that she might have something to say to me, but instead, she asked me for one of the white kimonos. I was happy to let her have it. I would still have a white one (Which was my favorite) and a baby blue one. I was upset, however, that she took it and left without so much as saying goodbye. Out of everyone there, I felt like I needed her there most of all.

After she left, I was overwhelmed with pain and my vision of everyone would get blurry then clear up... until finally it all went blurry and then went black.

I woke up with all kinds of tubes and monitors attached to me. I felt woozy but wasn't in so much pain, so I figured someone had given me some medicine at some point. I looked over to see that my mother leaning on a bed across from me talking to a baby wrapped in a hospital blanket. I immediately knew that I had given birth while I was passed out. She was telling my baby that she was more beautiful than this person or that character. She had a huge smile on her face... and part of me thought this was very cute, and another part of me was annoyed with her considering that she hardly had a relationship with me and didn't care to. I thought it was odd that she would be so interested in my daughter, but I certainly wasn't going to say anything about it. I was hardly in a condition to argue and it seemed like I would need help with my daughter because I was very weak.

After a while, my mother left and I was left alone with my new baby girl. She was so cute with an adorable button nose and cute pointy chin. She had just a little bit of brown hair on her head. She looked so peaceful while she slept and while I looked at her, I completely forgot that I had been in any kind of pain. I didn't want to bother her, I felt like her birth had been traumatic and she needed to rest.

As I looked around the room, I found a large fish tank. Inside, I saw a nice sized koi. It's face was a bit weird somehow and it's whiskers were very large considering it's size... as I watched it, I noticed that there was a fake log at the bottom of the tank, and inside was a green frog. This frog... looked weird as well... it had a very large mouth. I was a little grossed out by it. I've had pet frogs before, but this one just looked so strange to me... it just didn't look right. And though it gave me the creeps, I just couldn't stop looking at it for some reason.

As I stood there looking at this frog and trying to decide how I felt about it, I felt a sting on my finger. I pulled up my hand to see a nasty-looking black beetle gnawing at it. Its jaws were going a hundred miles an hour and this really freaked me out. I quickly thumped it off into the fish tank and the frog came up and swallowed it whole. I checked my finger. It was a little pink where the beetle had been chewing at it, but no real damage had been done. I looked at that ugly frog again with a new-found appreciation. Maybe it was ugly... but now, it was so ugly it was kinda cute. It had, after all, eaten that nasty beetle...

I watched it squirm and settle in the tank next to the fake log after eating that bug. For a moment, I could feel emotions coming out of the frog and I could see thoughts come out of it, like little thought bubbles. The more I watched it, the more I loved it. And, of course, it would be after I had sort of bonded with the frog that the fish would notice it. The fish was a great deal bigger than the frog. Apparently, it had decided the frog was on the menu.

The koi fish sucked in the frog with its big mouth and I tapped on the glass as hard as I could hoping that it would somehow make the fish spit it back out. I was so upset now... but just as I was about to walk away feeling depressed, the fish spit the frog back out. The frog, when swallowed, had somehow puked up it's insides which looked like a bunch of hair-like tentacles. It was really nasty to look at, but clearly it had been effective. I wasn't sure if it had startled the fish into spitting it out or if it just tasted/felt nasty... but I didn't care. The frog was back!

The fish swam side to side in the tank... as if it were aggravated and pacing. Then, after a while, it attacked the frog a second time. The frog was not as energetic... probably due to having just eaten a big meal and fighting for it's life after being swallowed. This time, when the fish opened its mouth, it expelled a bunch of tentacle-like guts as well. Now, both of these creatures were fighting with their tentacles... but the koi clearly had the upper hand because it had more tentacles, they were longer, and the fish was at least 3x as big as the frog... I watched, horrified, as the koi's tentacles overtook the frogs and dragged it back into its mouth. This time, the frog would not be coming back.

My heart sank, and I slowly made my way back to my hospital bed and sat down before waking up.

(THEY) COME UP FROM UNDER THE GROUND.

Kindly note that these experiences occurred after listening to about four minutes of Hemi-Sync (Monroe Institute).(Note: My intention expressed was to seek additional information about the brilliant red glow erupting from the seas, Pacific Ring of Fire.) From my journal/notes:
Hypnagogic imagery: morphing and spectacular, sparkles and a bright orchid background color, with scapes seen beyond. I could not obtain clarity, though.
Scene #1: In a city outside of the Tri-Cities, Upstate New York. I am frenzied, looking for batteries. I am told I need double As and triple As. I check a Price Chopper (grocery store), then next door in the strip mall at a Rite Aid. There, I am told to check Aisle 90 for the batteries. The store seems familiar but wrong; and the clerks there seemingly taking off masks, to reveal mean and ugly people. Malicious. I return to the grocers to also buy cereal.
Scene #2: (I am having trouble reading my own notes) A male voice heard, and I am semi-lucid, writing it down. Accompanied by intense inner vibrations. Voice said, "A known; the earth changes will be irreversibe".
Scene #3: I see a shocking Want ad posting (from an unknown media) asking for Marxist revolutionary types to apply, their employment needed asap. What the heck?
CJ; The Cosmic Jukebox is Wang Chung, Everybody have fun tonight. Double what the heck?
Scene #4: My bantam chicken named Mary, is curled up and dying, and I am told it is from "blood symptoms".
Scene #4: An audio, a male voice, young, appears to be around 30 years of age, stating, "Something's happening". No imagery accompanying his announcement to me.

Brief recall of (likely non-relevant) dream-experiences from Saturday night, per my journal:
Scene of my coffee table, living room. Two apple pies still steaming from the oven on top of table.
Next scene (several hours later)...an old fashioned mirror, set up at an unknown campsite.
CJ (or what I call the cosmic jukebox, songs that "play" vividly during my dream state, some of which I am unfamiliar with, causing me to spend hours attempting to figure out the songs after awakening). I had been unfamiliar with this song; previously, I had googled madly, using the lyrics remembered until I found the song): The Promise, When in Rome. (it does have a spiritual component, I think.)

My dream started with me taking a quick shower and getting dressed just as the flood water reached my floor in my building. I am aware of it and knew that it was coming so I was preparing everything I could in short notice. I am calm but have a great sense of urgency to get everyone out on time. I am unable to retreive a few items before the whole bathroom is filled with water. I make my way to an upper level that is open to the outside where there is a blue sky. I help my neighbor, who is Asian, choose easy, quick food items to cook for our journey and we dash up more stairs to the top floor. We meet the last two people of our group and make our way onto the roof with their suitcases. The water is right at the edge of the highrise now and we start to make our way across to another building that somehow is safe even though it is lower than our building, seems magical or something. One lady in our party is deranged and wants to cut the line that we are using to get across the water. I talk her out of it and we live.
It is night time next and I am with a more militant group. I witness what seems to be an exorcism inside of a storefront with large windows in a brick building. I watch as they take this person to the floor and a bright yellowish white flash eminates from the body. Moments later a dark shadow figure leaves the body, runs out, notices me, and begins to attack me. I am thrown to the ground and stomped on by this evil being. It has no face, no features, but is totally livid at the fact that it was stopped by our group and just stands over me menacingly. Then I woke up with the most horrible sense of dread that something bad was coming.
Interestingly enough, I spoke to my sister who had a dream about a beach, that was in asia, that needed to be evacuated because there was going to be a flood. She mostly saw simple huts but there was a prominent, large hotel inland a ways. She also dreamt about bathing and spirits in a dream prior to that one. Same night as my dream.
ANd believe it or not, my nephew dreamt of fighting a possessed person and killing him only to have the evil spirit be released into the world. He awoke with the same dread that I had.
Never had so many interesting coincidences in one night amongst me and two others. There were more but I wanted to keep it simple.

One of my dreams last night was that George Lucas had been operating a nuclear facility disguised as a small family farm called StarFarm. I recall feeling horrified for the family with small children who lived there as the plant's guardians, and also for the public's safety.

8/30/14
After a dream I had this morning I thought of the Bible, Acts 2:17 - And it shall come to pass in the last days, saith God, I will pour out of my Spirit upon all flesh: and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, and your young men shall see visions, and your old men shall dream dreams.
It sure would be helpful right now if I were an artist. The dream was so visual and the colors so vibrant, like the colors were alive. The only two colors were white and blue. The blue was a lighter shade of Google blue.
I saw what looked like a TV screen without a housing. I then saw faces flash on the screen one after the other. The faces looked like they were drawn with a blue ink. The whole face was not blue, the face was white. It was outlined in blue, the eyes, mouth, eye brows, etc. I think it was about 12 different people.
When the faces stopped appearing on the screen I looked upward to my right. I saw what looked like bright white clouds. A huge trump appeared in the clouds, it was not any certain color, and it looked like energy. In trying to describe the size of the trumpet, the only thing I can think of is airplanes I have seen in the sky. You could easily fit 100+ airplanes in the space of that trumpet.
Then behind, to the right of the trumpet I saw the clouds open to a very bright space. I knew what was going to happen. I thought, that is Jesus and I am NOT staying here for this. So I ran toward the opening in the clouds and walked in. I was so happy to be there again.
End of Dream.
When I woke up and was still here I was very disappointed. Now after prayer and remembering my purpose here I can smile again.

I SAW THE OCEANS AND ALLTHEMUSSELS, OYSTERS ANDCLAMS DIED FROM A DISEASE. THIS I ALL I REMEMBER FROM THE DREAM.

From my notes and recollections: intense hypnagogic vibrational state (for those of you unfamiliar, the Monroe Institute, which studied this phenomenon and continues to study the phenomenon, documented this: Common aspects of the experience include being in an 'out-of-body' body much like the physical one, feeling a sense of energy, feeling vibrations, and hearing strange loud noises [GT84]. Sometimes a sensation of bodily paralysis precedes the OBE [Sal82, Irw88, MC29, Fox62].
From the hypnagogic state, I am "shown" a gold school bus, set up more as a city bus, with the numbers 888 where the city bus' destination ought to be, front - top.
5-6 hours into the sleep state, this experience: my mother (crossed over 2009) and my father (crossed over 2003) were with me as we were "moving" to Canada, Saskatchewan was the sense of the destination. Moving is a constant (and I mean CONSTANT) theme in my dreams past three years. (Moving generally means "big changes coming"). Our van was loaded up with cardboard boxes of belongings. We arrived at our new house, 40s styled construction with a small attached garage. House situated on a small lovely lake. Town of 3,000 people. We offloaded the cartons of belongings, leaving them on the garage apron. We jumped back into the vehicle to explore our new town. By the time we returned a short time later, a great flood had ensued. In horror, we went into our new house, finding it wringing wet from the flood. Although the house was about four feet from ground level, standing water was present in most rooms. The house was ruined. Firemen were there, saying it was a once in a thousand years event. I asked myself how this could happen in the 15 minutes we were gone? Knowing it would be impossible to reside in the flooded house, we started to repack up our belongings, still in cardboard boxes, to head back.