I can't remember much of my dreams from last night, and haven't had time to put in my very long and detailed dreams lately, but I thought I would go ahead and put in the bits and pieces that I remember from last night.

First... I was hunting these gnomes. I have no idea why gnomes. Im not particularly fond of gnomes and don't ever really think about them, but in the dream, gnomes had helped raise me as a child and I was trying to find the gnomes for my children. I wondered in my dream why I would be concerned about gnomes and started thinking about an old, OLD cartoon I used to watch as a kid. Does anyone remember "The World of David the Gnome"? I had completely forgotten about it and had to google the name of the cartoon. For some reason, gnomes were just so, SO important and I laid out traps (friendly traps) and tried creeping around at night with my boys in hopes of getting to see one again. (In the dream, I had seen them many times and had once been good friends with them?) It seemed that they only came out at night now and crept around certain houses, while they once used to run around at anytime so long as they were careful not to be seen by just anyone. In the dream, I wondered why they had changed so much. I did manage to see them in my dream, but they wouldn't stay and chat with me... they were terrified of me and people in general, and for some reason this really hurt my feelings. I had thought that they would remember me and treat me a little differently...

In another part of the dream, my mother and father were singing a duet together. The music was sweet and happy... which was weird considering the lyrics. They were singing: "The infidelity is almost here, almost here..." I wasn't sure what to make of this... it was hard to know how I should feel because the tune was so upbeat... but the lyrics were just depressing.

Then in another part of the dream, I was checking my email and noticed an email from the Dream Center. It listed new and famous dreamers and the latest memes. The usual stuff... but the meme at the time was "Soros or Soras - Lucos or Lucas" And it read that there was a surge of dreams about one of these names and the owner of it dying very soon and a debate on which it was and more importantly why, when and how it would happen. I held on to the names in my mind because it seemed like the first name, though not listed, should be George. I thought to myself "I wonder if everyone is dreaming of George Soros" and scrolled down to see that a few others had, in fact thought, it could be him. Ironically enough... I felt like I was WAY out of the loop because I felt like I must be the only one not dreaming of George Soros dying... and decided that my dreams just didn't measure up to everyone else's.

Meditative Vision: 21 August 2014

I saw a plan activated to attempt to rescue one American with a drone. The mission involved one SF personnel carried by a drone from an ISIS hostage confinement facility in Southern Syria to safety in Kurd-controlled territory in Northern Iraq. The plan included a drone that had a load capability for two people; the American would be loaded into the passenger compartment and the SF personnel would hang from the drone in a paralift chair. The American was located and placed in the drone and the SF troop was secure below and the drone began to take up and there was an unexpected strain on the mechanics. The SF troop cut away and had to E&E to Northern Iraq.[CMT: I got the impression that the American was a journalist and the fate of the SF troop was not seen.]

I have had three post apocalyptic dreams this week (one was caused by a biological outbreak, others unknown), where I was living among my neighbors in the ruins of of our homes, but acting towards one another with much neighborly love and compassion, despite the severity of our circumstances.

I dreamed this on the night of Aug 19, 2014, with the intention of Dallas precog dream within 6 weeks.
Two aliens came to Dallas. They appeared friendly, and said they were here to help us fight off the dark. But, they had alterior motives... there was no water on their planet and they wanted ours.

My intention was: Tonight I will have dreams about significant world wide events that will occur on August 30th, 2014. Because I was doing this in part to see things related to a Dallas timeframe dream, I believe I was mentally pushing to get something that would relate to that. I believe this dream indicates that my intention was faulty - it was the wrong combination, and I am not even in the right place.
In my dream, I am apparently racing in a triathlon. I have just finished the swim, and I"ve gone into the transition area to retrieve my bike. The transition area is not really a transition area. It is actually a casino, where there are numerous people sitting at slot machines or other games of chance. The bikes themselves are in lockers, stored upright for protection, with electronic passcodes that have to be entered to unlock the lockers. Each racer has an assigned locker; the lockers have their numbers posted on them.
In the dream, I am extraordinarily frustrated because I can"t find my assigned locker. The lockers are apparently in sequential order, but they are interspersed between all of the games of chance that others are playing. I am looking for the number that I have on my bib, but can"t find it. It is taking me a very long time as I go all through the transition, and will see numbers close to mine but still can"t find mine.
I flag down an official and ask for help. I am angry with the official and yelling at him, but then realize its not his fault and I apologize. He eventually helps me to the locker that matches my bib, but then informs me that the bib number is not the locker number to use. I pull a sleeve down and it reveals another number that is hand written in red onto my arm, which is different from my bib number. I now go out and search for that locker number, and still can"t find it. (At this writing I can"t remember the exact numbers, I was in the 3 hundreds but looking in the 2 hundreds, I believe 275)
I flag down the official again, and he takes me to a locker which I now think is mine. But now I can"t remember what the combination was. I put a quarter into the slot so I can open the locker and put in the combination I think is right, but it"s wrong; the locker does not open. I put in another quarter and fail again. There is a window at the top of the locker, so I look in. I can now see that it is not my bike, helmet, or shoes. This is not my locker. (At this writing I have forgotten the number, but I think it was 325).
I now despair because I still don"t know where my locker is; another official asks me if I"m disappointed because the biking is my strongest discipline. I explain I"m more disappointed because I won"t even be able to finish the race. Some of the lockers are being removed already from the transition, and I haven"t even found mine yet.
The dream closes out, I have the feeling that I still have time to find the locker and get back to racing, but now I would probably not be able to finish the bike leg prior to the course being closed.

August 24, 2014 - about 8:00 A.M.

In a previous segment, a weather/news channel advised that there was to be severe thunderstorms in the area and that there may be a power outage.

I am sitting on my bed in my nightgown with one of my grand girls. Through the window, I could see it was dark outside. At the foot of the bed there was a slightly larger than normal computer screen with a map of the world in light blues and white that was focused on the Pacific Ocean. Another screen was attached to one side of the main screen that looked like it has been crushed sideways but was still functioning and showing a now crumpled coloured map of the world. There was more black computer equipment around the bed. On the main computer screen, an EMP was being emitted from E Alaska (HAARP) with spokes of heavy red dotted lines being sent toward and partially over Russia and China (the entire east of Eurasia). There was a large ship (coloured red on the monitor that looked like a little red plastic toy) in the area near Japan (I heard the word Japanese) near the East China Sea. In my mind, I heard it being told to turn around and go back. It turned around and headed toward the Vancouver/Seattle area. It was half way there when all the red disappeared off the screen leaving only the map of the world. The power was still on. Then I found myself rolling a piece of paper around with my fingers and it was now in the shape of a small pine cone. Note: I was totally present in this dream and because, if something is to occur that is related to my dreams, it normally happens within three days which would be, give or take, August 27.

In this dream, I was with a large group of people waiting to go into a conference center type facility for an awards ceremony. A graduation or recognition type event. There was talk of the famous speaker. When I left with the group to go to the , there were armed police/security everywhere. Unfortunately, the dream was interrupted by my two vigilant pups protecting me from a thunderstorm and I didn't get a time-frame.

I was in a huge hangar in a big city. Someone had placed metal 55 gallon drum among some equipment at the end of the building. It was emitting fumes of some kind. I felt that they were nuclear or biological and were meant to kill many. I then heard a ticking noise, like a clock counting down

Night of Aug 22

"I will dream about the significant event occurring in Dallas within the next six months."

I was getting ready for school, probably high school. I graduated in 91. School was just starting and I was already wearing long sleeves. Because it is a dream I can"t find any of my classes or tell time. I"m suddenly at work. Work in labs. But for some reason was at a kitchen in a small house. Wore a sleeveless shirt because it is normally hot. Had to put a sweater on because of the cold.

Suddenly at a hospital then an university. A fundraiser was going on. The entertainment was an act featuring Arddy the Aardvark. Couldn"t fathom what kind of act an aardvark could do, but it was a charity so I wasn"t concerned. The entertainment is mostly for the children who would be tickled just to see an aardvark eating ants and termites, actually so would I. I don"t really care for people training wild animals anyway. Even seeing eye dogs and rescue dogs are picked for their temperament, not just forcefully trained.

I have been having dreams where ordinarily decent people have been cruel to animals. I won"t record these because I don"t subject people to reading them or myself to writing them.

I think the way I felt throughout the dream is frustration and bewilderment at the constant change. I usually don"t feel strong emotions when shocking events take place. I usually feel a little detached or like I"m experiencing something unreal. I can think and act normally but I suppose it is an instinct to delay the emotional response.

Friday night August 22, 2014
My dream intention was to dream about major headlines in either Dallas Texas or the world in the next 6 weeks. I dreamed I was on a large ship, an ocean liner with lots of people, and walking all over the ship and using an elevator to move between the floors, I used a lot of elevators to move around the ship. The ship was so huge, and I was moving around it looking for people and "stuff" but what that stuff was is unclear to me now, but seemed very important at the time. Distinctly remember I finally got to the top of the ship, being on the deck of the ship and saw it did not have sides to it, just some ropes around some of the sides. At that point I realized I was on a battleship, an aircraft carrier. We were filling glasses of water, many people were congregating.