Date: 2014-07-03
Time: 0403
Type: Spliced, linear, POV

I am a poor middle-aged man walking in the downtown area of a nearby town. The weather is generally sunny, with a few clouds and it is nearing evening as I approach a white, self-standing convenient store. In my pocket is about 25 cents. As I open the side door of the store, there is a display of different kinds of bubble-gums to my left, hanging on racks similar to what you would see in a dollar store. I sit down on the ground to examine the very bottom row and notice a nickel and dime on the floor, yet I am hesitant to take them while the store owner is watching me. In an attempt to appear "

Date: 2014-07-03
Time: 0352
Type: Flash, spliced, POV

I am observing the final hole of a golf tournament. The hole is not very long and almost perfectly straight, turning a little left. There are trees behind and on both sides of the green. Somebody named "

The dream took place in a large warehouse full of a wide variety of home furnishings. The warehouse was located in LA, I don't know how I knew this but it was the feeling I had. The warehouse was segmented into rooms that flowed together. I was looking for a child's baby grand piano. Don't know why I would have wanted this item. I was happy and filled with hopeful expectation. I was guided from room to room by a female guide. She was very knowledgeable and as I picked up different items she gave me the history behind it. I finally found the child piano, but when I opened it it had been converted to a storage cabinet. As I looked up in disappointment, I saw two pregnant women. One was tall and the other short. I felt extreme joy. I said to the guide. "Wow, two in a state of grace." I found this an odd thing to say, even in the dream, but the guide and I seemed to share a special understanding of what this meant. The dream ended there. (I dreamed this a few nights ago, but was unable to submit until now.)


Just a note on my submitted PA dreams. Many of my dreams take place in LA although I am on the opposite coast. Odd to me. Also forgot to add in my last submission that when I questioned where all the furnishings came from I was told "Families that faced disasters like fire." Even though this didn't make sense, I accepted this explanation but felt sadness.

Last night I told myself to dream of an event that will take place in August 2014 and will make the news.

I then had a dream about three skydivers who made the news. I do not know what exactly they did, but my impression was that they were in trouble for what they did. I was to go interview them. I then found an American flag and it was heavy and soaking wet. I spread it across the bed of a black pickup truck. I have no idea what the significance of this was.

I then met the skydivers. One male, two female. The male was not injured during the stunt, one female suffered internal bruising and had to be hospitalized briefly. The other had very minor scrapes. That third girl also was missing the lower half of her leg. This was something that existed prior to the skydiving stunt as she had a prosthetic.

I never found out what the stunt was. I had the impression that this event took place in the south-east US like Florida or the Carolinas.

Later in the dream I was in a coin store. People were trying to buy gold coins but it seemed expensive for me. I asked for junk silver. The clerk said that he has junk silver that are rounds that were not stamped correctly by the mint. I wanted to buy them. While I was there, I looked up at the TV on the wall at the store and the story about the skydivers was on.

I never did find out what exactly the skydivers did to make the news.

In last night's dream, I was trying to buy very fine, white lace curtains. The pattern was very intricate and I apparently found a match on an eBay-like site and went to the woman's home to inspect her curtains. The house was a very upscale, white home with a marble exterior in a style quite like a museum home (think the Louvre). From the windows of this home, you could see other equally magnificent homes around it. We were several floors up and the curtains in question were hanging in her window. She wanted $50,000 for them. That was simply too steep for me and I was wondering why I was even in this house and considering these drapes because they were way out of my price range. I don't hang in circles that can afford $50,000 drapes. Then I wondered why someone who could afford $50,000 curtains would be selling them on eBay and it occurred to me: she was hurting financially and was selling off what she could. The room had a few nice antiques in it, but not many. It felt like this was not the first item she had parted with, and that she had little else of value left to sell.

We had severe thunderstorm warnings and tornado warnings from midnight until I finally went to sleep sometime after 1:00 a.m. Before I would fall back to sleep (restless night with all the weather alerts), my intention was to dream about and remember dreaming of a major headline for August 1, 2014. This dream happened sometime between 1 and 7 am.

In the one coherent dream I remember, I woke up at a vacation retreat in Canada, a lot like―but not the same as―the one we used to frequent in Bracebridge, Ontario, which is in the lake district and a popular area for the wealthy to build vacation homes. Dense woods, glacial lakes, biting insects. I mention the insects because somewhere in my imagery I had biting insects in my hair and along the nape of my neck which I was trying to brush out and kill.

It was a Friday morning (which a check of my calendar fits with the weekday August 1st will fall on and which is something I don't remember knowing before I went to sleep). I was sad because I had to leave the resort that day and I was finally rested and at peace which is something I've been sorely needing for some time. I went outside to lounge in the cool morning air when another male guest came out to join me in the quiet appreciation of our final morning at the resort. We were not sitting next to each other shoulder to shoulder, because that would have looked like we were being too intimate. Instead, we were sitting as if on the ground or in low chaise lounges, side-by-side but facing one another with our legs outstretched but touching so I had an up-close view of his feet. My husband, who in this dream was named Jack (not my husband's name), was not with me and was wandering elsewhere on the property. Another man joined us, again sitting so no one was sitting shoulder to shoulder. We were talking about how peaceful things were and how none of us wanted to leave and grateful we still had a few more hours before we had to depart sometime before noon. I was watching a GPS device that pinpointed everyone's location (imagine Harry Potter's Marauder's Map as an electronic device with Pac Man graphics). On it, I suddenly noticed my husband's name. According to the device, he was walking around a trail on the perimeter of the property compass heading just behind my head, but I could not spot him when I turned to look. I could see other people all around the trail, but the device appeared to be wrong. Then I spotted him.

Sorry, that's when the cat woke me up.

PA (1) June 28/29, 2014
I am a blond man. I and a coworker at a Nuclear Power Plant have climbed up a 40 foot ladder. We are standing on a ledge. I am clinging to a large rusted steel grating. He reaches around and over my right shoulder to pluck a filter out of a large rotting wooden box. He descends the ladder and disappears. I hear sirens going off outside the huge, nearly empty concrete dome that I am in. I look down and the ladder is gone. Now, I watch myself as the man slowly walk along the ledge around the dome. Then I watch as some large cardboard boxes situated on a platform ahead of the man begin to break open and spew a heavy cake like powder substance. The powder is a tannish off white colour and doesn't create any dust. Emotions: abandoned; concerned.

PA (2) June 28/29, 2014
I reach into the fridge and withdraw a jar of Cheeze Whiz. I open the jar and find that it has been scraped nearly clean inside except, on a small ridge of cheese at the bottom of the jar, there is a full grown spider curled into a ball but alive. Emotion: puzzled.

09/28/09
This dream was all about survival...the after math of destruction. Me and a few other survivors were held up in an older couples home, due to Poisonious gasses in the air.
Some of the people did not get along with me, or a few other people staying with us so they left.
A young boy , about 10 or so came to stay with us. He had a bit of an attitude, but we got along. I understood him. He had a rough battle, to get where he was, and was just on "defence mode". We also understood one another, where others did not simply because we had the same kind of powers. Something other people missunderstood for arrogance.
A beast was continuously roaming the streets. He wanted inside the house but we forced him to go away. (The beast was pure Evil)
The boy dissapeared for a while, was soon fogotten about and or was assumed for dead. When to much peoples surprize, the boy came back, but with an alarming message: "We have enimies comming!! The beast is on his way back!" I guess not even the boy knew this for sure, he could just feel it.
Then a broadcast came over the radio..."There are survivors in NYC and need a new place to stay"
All the peoplewere happy, untill the boy said: "Thoes are the enimies!" Most of the people did not believe him, but of course I did! I then started finding any weapons I could, while the oters just watched in dissbelief wondering why?. I told them I believed the boy because I could feel it too. I also said that the enimies were closer than they thought, and everyone should start gathering weapons. But they all just sat arround, asking me: "why should we? How do you know??"
I answered: "I dont know...just like the boy, I just know!"
Right then the beast showed back up. He thought he got the surprize on us by popping his head through the door, but I surprized him with a mighty thrust to his neck, and chopped his head off.
Right then I told the others in the home to start gathering weapons!! We have a battle before us! Just as I was saying that, the Evil people broke in. It was the very same people who left before, a man and his wife. She attacked me first. Was on top of me trying to kill me any way she could. I had a nic-nack in my pocket and started hitting her in the head with it. Then the Man came in and jumped on me.....then I woke up.
Quote: "The beast had the head, main, and body of a lion, but walked up-right like a Man."

I needed my yearly gynecological exam, which I've been putting off. I wasn't comfortable with any nearby physician, so I decide to drive an hour away to a small town woman's clinic. From the outside, I could see it was busy and you needed to be "

I was a younger child in a very shady orphanage in what felt like a Southeast Asian country. The conditions were horrible: overcrowding, hunger, work details. There were mixed races in the orphanage and that was a problem, because foreigners were not welcomed into the country. I was one of those children from another race. I somehow escaped from the orphanage to the streets outside. There, I noticed people roaming the streets with weapons. Bicyclists were carrying assault weapons. There was looting in stores. Men were stealing liquor. There was one very strong man who could lift pallets of items: food, liquor, whatever he could get his hands on. He was tossing aside canisters of propane like they were plastic toys. They were looting because revolution was coming and they were taking whatever they could before there was nothing left. I was just trying to stay out of sight so they wouldn't kill me, because they were shooting or hanging all foreigners and dissidents they could find. I knew I'd be on their list.