Date: 2014-07-25
Time: 0513
Type: Quasi-lucid, linear, POV (emotional)

I am a member of some kind of exploration team that ventures among the stars. While exploring an apparently barren planet with a surface similar to that of Mars (red, desert-like and rocky), we stumble upon a huge and isolated underground facility. We surmise that it may have once belonged to the original inhabitants and that its purpose had something to do with "

I rarely remember my dreams, the last ones were in late May? but this dream which happened in stages last night/early this morning 8/27/14 was very very clear, especially the first parts. It was a hot summer day, I think maybe a relaxed weekend, I was at the Target shopping complex on the Western edge of Hillsboro, Oregon (near Portland). Hillsboro is the home of ahuge Intel factory and other high tech firms in the so called "Silicon Forest" it is also near Nike HQ. I "knew" it was that particular Target even though the complex was a bit differentthan in reality. It was hot as I said so I decided to go down to the river with my dog while I waited for my daughter to arrive, just wanted to waste time. In reality there is no river that close, the river I went down to in reality is near where I grew up on my family ranch in Southern Oregon. It was quite low which is normal for late July, August and September so it was somewhere in that time frame, we have late hot summers in the Northwest. We hopped from one exposed bedrock piece to another until we were in the middle of the river, it was then I noticed a familiar rock feature was under water and thought "thats not normal this time of year" then I realized it appeared the river was rising quickly, possible flash flood upstream maybe (no dams except on tributaries), we did not make it before we had to start swimming to make it back, it rose very high, I almost made it and realized I could not see my dog, I had to swim back towards the middle to coax him he was either losing sight of me or getting carried away in the strong current even though he is big, eventually we both made it to so I went back to my truck to get dry clothes before going back in the store to meet my daughter.
I never made it to my truck when a huge earthquake hit, I was thrown to the ground and I grabbed my dog to shelter him from any debris, he is very important since he is one of the few search and rescue dogs in the area trained for collapsed structure rescue. I thought "oh no why now, I am not prepared anymore for this kind of thing", due to financial emergencies I have not been able to adequately replace emergency supplies like months worth of dog food etc, we all know in major disasters stores will be closed for weeks. The image of the quake was odd, it was huge, a massive split in the ground happened between Target and another store across the driveway and stopped maybe 100 yards from me, it was so big both buildings tilted toward the crevice. It was very odd in the way I viewed it as if time was speeded up, the quaking was very severe but very short and instantly Firefighters were there which puzzled me how they got their so quick (I am a Firefighter/EMT myself and I know we cannot teleport). Then the building opposite Target burst into flames. I had the impression we maybe had a few small little quakes before as a warning, I felt stupid and unprepared as well as worried.
The dream faded and eventually part three started, I was magically home and worried about the situation when my ex called and said my daughter had been in the store, Lowes waiting for me (there is no Lowes there in that complex)and was hurt and in the hospital, I asked where and she told me and I was puzzled because I know all the hospitals in the area and did not recognize the name, I got directions and arrived, I dont remember a drive there but had the impression it was a rough trip, the hospital was packed, and she had been taken out of the area because they all were packed in the area, she was not hurt too bad so they were releasing her to make room for others more hurt. I was obviously thankful she was not hurt bad, but felt guilty I was not there immediately with her and I was really stressed and worried what was going to happen to us, my home was damaged, I was unprepared etc. That is when it began to fade and although I know more stuff happened later I cannot really remember it, except the number 24, now idea if that means in 24 hours, in 24 days, on the 24th, etc. As I said it was a hot summer day, it felt like a weekend and August 24th is a Sunday this year. I am unsure if the Quake caused the flash flood in some way. Thats all I remember at the moment.

I am taking care of someone's handicapped child. He is in a wheelchair and cannot walk. We drive to a truck stop. I know I am not in my hometown. It is night time. There is lightning storms or bombs surrounding us. The child and I are then sitting at an outdoor table with celebrity Jon Stewart. We were smoking Jamaican cigarettes and watching the skies.

I was watching handicam footage on the TV news of a white tower with a sharp point, spouting smoke into the air. I watched the camera bob up and down in the air as if on a trampoline and I felt a sense of vertigo watching this. I wondered how the camera man was jumping so high in the air and I figured it had to be a drone camera. Then I saw someone throw a water bottle at a drone in the sky and knock it down. The owner of the drone cursed the man out. There was a crowd of people congregating underneath the tower, watching in awe. Then the camera turned from the tower and ran away down the street. I followed the camera, now fully immersed in the action. There was chaos in the streets, people running and cars crashing. There were light rail trains derailing and braking hard when people ran out in front of them. I asked myself why people were acting so reckless. I realized that based on the style of the white trains, it looked like a European city. I thought that it was maybe Germany. Now I had entered the scene, running next to the camera man, and I followed him. We ran into a subway and were immediately transported to another spot in the city, but it was now nighttime and quiet, and there were very few lights here. I finally asked the man if this was Germany. He said yes. I asked if it was Berlin and he said yes. I thought the city looked a lot like Munich, especially with the burning lookout tower, and I asked if it wasn't Munich. He said no, it was Berlin. Berlin has a lookout tower as well, much like Munich's. He said that the Magnavox building was burning, which confused me. I knew that Munich had the BMW headquarters, along with what I thought was a record company. He kept running down the dark street but I didn't want to follow. He did stop to talk to some women before running off again. I paused, looking up and down the dark outskirts of the city and thought it might be too sketchy, so I turned around to return to the main city, walking underground into the subway. I thought about calling my mom and telling her that I had been transported somehow to Germany, but how could I tell her that?

I had a dream that a National Guard member killed a MS13 gang member causing riots at the facilities in Texas, Arizona and New Mexico.The gang members refused to go back to their countries taking hostages at all 3 facilities

I can't remember a lot of the dream, but in this dream I was dreaming that NASA was watching the Dream Center for some reason and collecting data for themselves by browsing the dreams. I watched lots of men at computers in a big white room scanning and compiling information but there was a big glass window in front of them and I could see outer space through it.

Then, I was somehow in space watching a man who was flying alone looking at the stars. While I watched, he made a surprised face and pulled out a piece of paper and started scribbling something down franticly. I looked past him and saw a comet making it's way towards earth. It had a long blue tail and looked as if it was moving very slowly, but it was very hard to tell how fast it was moving in space because there was so much space and no way for me to measure the speed in which it was traveling.

The man panicked and tried to make his way back to earth to warn everyone, but then something or someone caused whatever he was traveling in to explode. (I'm not entirely sure what kind of thing he was in... it wasn't a spaceship)

I woke up from my dream IN my dream and told my mother about what had happened and she asked if I caught the guy's name. I did not. I was never in contact with anyone, I was just watching everything from a distance. She told me that news had broken out that there had been an explosion in the air somewhere and that a man had been killed, so maybe I was dreaming about the man who had just died. I was upset and paced back and forth thinking about it. Maybe... but if I was dreaming of the guy who had been killed in the explosion, then I knew that it wasn't an accident and that someone had deliberately made sure that he couldn't say anything about the comet. Why wouldn't someone want us to know about the comet?

I decided in the dream, that I would write the Dream Center about it, but worried that because the man was featured on the news, it would be shrugged off as being day residue. I wanted to call a news station or something, but who would really believe me dream? I was very upset and felt hopeless that I wouldn't be able to get the man's warning out.

Last two dreams, I have had snow or winter in them. Also, the color white was pointed out when in my dream I remember asking what is the significant color as I looked down at my shirt I seen an all white solid color. And as I was running I seen snow and it felt very cold.
It would not stay this way the entire dream, but my first night dream started with my boyfriend driving and I was the passenger and we were on a winding road with mountains to the left of us and water and a huge cliff to the right. All of a sudden, all this dark reddish brown, with gray Hughes of some ashy substance started to cover the entire car. My boyfriend could not see and we instantly fell to the right and into the water. For about 15 seconds I was scared frozen then I tried to unfasten my seatbelt. I felt cold water rushing in, and at that moment I woke.
Second night...again there was snow and it was dark or night. Which also was the case in the first dream as well.
I was running again, this time with people I didn't know. We were so cold and found a cave to hide in. I felt fear again, but did not know why. Someone had a burning rag on a long branch that lit the cave and we huddle around each other, not one person saying anything. I woke.

This is from a series of dreams I have had in the last week containing the number 8. A friend of mine told me about the August Project after I told her about these dreams:

JULY 26, 2014 - MILLIONS OF WHITE BIRDS FLYING IN THE NIGHT
I am walking back from somewhere late at night with Sue Young. We are in a very northern area (northern Canada, maybe near the North Pole, but there is no snow). I can see the curvature of the earth from our perspective and a vast rolling landscape. I look up and see what at first looks like a very thin, filmy, moving cloud, which covers much of the sky. I am surprised that it is moving so quickly, as the air is somewhat still with no wind. I look more closely and see this is not a cloud but millions of silver-white birds who seems to be making figure 8 patterns around each other, as the whole "cloud mass" moves forward. Sue seems to be non-plussed by this event. I am alarmed and say that this is not natural—most birds don't fly at night, especially in such large numbers. Sue doesn't seemed concerned and says maybe their lost and disregards my concern. I tell her we must hurry back—I am anxious to tell Craig or someone who might take me seriously.

The following is not a dream as such. I have my most "prophetic" visions early in the morning as short bits of important visual information:

JULY 24, 2014 - MORNING VISION: THE HANGAR AND THE LARGE MISSILE CASING

A short vision as I was waking up: I have a vision of a place which has no familiarity. It appears to be an abandoned airport hangar/pole barn type building—metal sides, metal roof. There is a large casing like the round part on a cement mixer truck that was being assembled, but feel it is being built as a weapon. I saw no one around, but I felt I had intruded in a space that was "off limits". I sensed danger immediately!!

The following dream is part of a series of dreams I've had this week all dealing with the number 8. A friend of mine told me about "The August Project" after I had these dreams:


JULY 23, 2014 - CINDERELLA IN ENGLAND
I am involved in watching a stage production of Cinderella. There are many students around in the audience and I am responsible for them. The stage seems to be part of a large castle and after the show I am leading kids in a long line through the curving staircase in and outside the castle. As we are walking, the stage manager who is an English man asks if I can guess what number is important about the show. At first I say there are 8 chapters, but the answer is wrong. He has a look in his eye like I'm close, so I decide it has something to do with the number 8. I guess once more, but I know I'm close. I finally say it has to do with the 8 ducks (or swans) in the story and I am right. He tells me he can make a costume/gown for me if I come up to an upper level in the castle, he can make the town very cheaply—$8. Sylvia Yacoub is with me and we are both excited that w