I have 5 tiny white mice in a small bowl like container---every once in a while I throw in some dry food. I have been doing this for awhile, I am walking around my childhood home with them and I notice they have gotten bigger and very active although still babies. They get out of the bowl and are running in circles and I am only able to get two back in the bowl, I will have to find the others later. My mother and sister notice this but say nothing. It surprises me that my mother lets this go without comment. I am in the basement looking for a better container and search everywhere without luck---the containers I find are either too short or have openings in them, like a laundry basket. Meanwhile the other mice have gotten out--one of them has found water and the whole time I am searching for a proper container I hear him drinking water. I had never thought to give them water and they must be really thirsty. The mouse stops drinking and I am able to catch him but he bites and claws my hand but not very hard. I decide to toss him into the garage---I open the door which is at the foot of the basement steps and gently toss him into the empty garage and close the door. I know it will be cold tonight and he will freeze but I have to get rid of these mice someway. It seems better than poison. A quick death might be more merciful but I don't think I can do that---I imagine holding each mouse and chopping off their heads. I will have to search for the other mice and will set out food and water and find them when they come to eat. I am walking up the steps as I think these things and slightly amazed at myself for not being afraid to pick up the mice. I am hoping that freezing to death is an easy way to die.

I don't normally remember details about my dreams, but on July10th, I did.

I was outside my Folsom, CA home when a C119 Flying Boxcar made a low pass over me. I am a military history buff and recognized it as a rarity these days. I don't remember seeing one since I was a boy. I also noticed that it looked a little dirty , and that the USAF insignia was faded. It is not unusual to see historical aircraft in the area, and a B17 was making local flights a couple of weeks ago.

It rapidly gained altitude as it past me and appeared to stall as it fell off on one wing. I had a clear look at its profile as it disappeared behind a hill to the northeast. There was an explosion with smoke and fire from behind the hill, and I awoke with a start.

I was alone, driving to Chicago for some event I can no longer remember clearly, but I believe involved dining somewhere. I parked in a townhouse area south of downtown and walked to my event. I'm wearing casual, travel-in-the-wilderness clothes: a faded red canvass shirt over a white t-shirt, walking shoes. There's a downtown emergency of some sort. It feels like riot or other violence. I'm walking quickly, but I'm lost. I can't remember where my car is parked. There are crowds walking around me. I'm in my tough city girl walk. Eye contact confident, body posture strong. I'm walking over a ramp and there's a long white multi-story building in the distance with a clock tower. Then I run into a man. He says I have the power for initiation. In his hand is a "

July 13/14, 2014

I have a picture/vision of a desert camouflaged small (four wheeled) two man goods transport vehicle parked in the desert where it is partially protected by large rocks scattered about. There are two armed men wearing desert camo (cloth caps)standing nearby. They are waiting for a delivery.

The following night I went back into the dream to try and see what was up. There was a third man on the scene guarding a pseudo entry and watching for the arrival of the second party. They did arrive and a transfer was made of 7 1/2 gunny sack sized sacks of a powdery material. 5 were sacks inside actual gunny sacks and two sacks were of an orange poly material. They were heavy enough to take two men to move them from truck to truck. The second party turned around and left and the first party tarped the truck bed and left in the opposite direction (the direction their vehicle was pointing).

07/16/14 This dream was about people every where, fighting their own battles. Through protests, civil war etc. I and a few others were growing more concerned anout this battle and the very few how were fighting back. I felt like I needed to join the resistance even if there were only a few of us, plus my gut feeling was very un-easy.

Right then a lady approached me with an idea....she told me that she is in with the resistance, and has a plan that could save us all! She then told me her plan..."If the enimy breaks though the barrier, we then re-treat to the mountiounous boarders, hide and take them out there, Never letting them through. This is where we hold them back!"

Then I woke up

I am in a large room collecting and finding cheaper generic medication to substitute for more expensive ones. There are a few others advising me. They "

7/15/2014
This dream starts I am walking earth, above it almost like in orbit. Someone besides me shows me Humanity and what it becomes with out love and compassion for all things. Everything is dead looking and burning and ashes, Next we move into a light the earth becomes beautiful shinning this is Humanity with love and compassion for all things. I am told we are at the brink and these are the only 2 outlooks for the future of mankind. I turn to ask a question as to how long do we have and I wake up. With the words in my head not long!!

Today (It seems) I had an exit interview. For the past month, in my waking world, I have felt as if I have been bombarded with vibrations designed to evoke emotions/false feelings/anger. I can usually identify the "broadcasts/vibrations" and work through them, but this is not an easy process, especially when real stresses in life become amplified. (work load, quality of work, and deadlines)
Today's naptime was a dream you can wake from, fall back to sleep, and the "dream" would continue from seemingly the same point. I was sitting at a desk, with a polite/smiling person across from me. I felt as there were questions asked and responces from me. The dream was just at the edge of my awareness, so I don't remember more than that.
Now, I feel as though a great pressure has been released. I don't feel an interference pattern surrounding me, amplifying my sense of fustration with the world or my life. :-)
I will admit a sensitivity to the moon phases, with the 1/4's being the roughest, and full moons extreme emotional awareness.
I would say this is the first time I've noticed an overt "experiment" experience in my waking state that "coordinated" with the dream world. I've had dream "contact" experiences before. I've traveled to mars, had "doctor" visits, interviews to an art school, and unintentionally seeing the observers taking notes while I'm sleeping. But this experience has brought a new level to the "petri dish"

I was in the living room at my parent's flat in Lithuania and I could hear this roaring sound coming from outside. I looked out the window and I could sea this 15-20m tsunami like wave rolling down from the south, through forests. The wave hit the multi leveled building and the water filled the flat almost up to the ceiling.
I managed to escape somehow, but my parents were nowhere to be seen. I was approached by few men with gas masks and they took me to the basement.

I ride a super fast horse down a path looking to my left at a hill/construction site on a plot of land that was previously considered holy. There storage halls and buildings are being constructed. I can talk to my horse, feeling that all here is alive/intelligent and man should not interfere. Better for people not to move there, it will collapse.

Later, I and my wife are in a showroom apartment of this a building that was erected on that construction site and she checks every detail while I try to find the switch that stops the ultra modern sliding doors to open (like in Star trek) automatically. She wants a 2nd air-condition unit while I maintain that the fuse is not good enough for one. I fear that this steel construct will collapse.