June 9/10, 2014
Project August 2014
Moving Goods

There is still prep going on in the background. This time there was a BIG ship painted all white, including the windows and a bald guy and crew unloading it. The bald man couldn't get the truck close enough to the docked ship so men were hand hauling boxes from the ship, down the dock toward the truck on land. The truck was a RAM 3/4 ton or something like it. There were two more goods moving scenes I can't remember anything about and when I woke up I was confused as to what were parts of the dreams and were parts of a book I'm reading where men in a RAM 2500 dual cab truck are moving goods from a supply bunker to a survival camp.

Drank 2 beers in the evening.
Went to bed about 0:00, made my notices about 03:07

I'm member of a crew wich operates a huge simulator, like sim-city but much more enhanced,
more like sim-earth or sim-planet.

On the ultra wide screen in front of us I can see a river flowing in curves from right to left.
The river has very steep waters edge, 90 degree steep and about half the width of the river
deep. very unnatural.

Amidst the river are snow-white isles. These isles have the same steep edge as the river and
have exactly the same height, so that their upper side is flush with the surrounding.

I explained the strange view to me with the knowledge that it is the result of a simulation.

The sky was partly (fifty-fifty) covered with dark clouds. The rims of the clouds were
illuminated from low sun light. Could not see the sun itself.

At the edge of the river there was standing an huge mass of uncountable people.
The people were in a state of expectation of something. Could not tell what they expected.

Then someone from my simulator-crew says:
"All various scenarios end similar. There is no difference in outcome."
He meant simulation runs with different parameters.

I then started to make notices of the dream in the dream.

Remarks:
When I woke up, I was not sure if I hadn't already wrote the dream down. Only after looking
at the sheet of paper, I was aware that I dreamt the notices. I was sorry, that I lost some
details, because after making notices in my dream I thought to myself: "Now I can sleep
again because I wrote it down..... "
The title came spontaneously into my mind, just before writing down the dream.
Maybe the mass of people waits for the journey to start.

I was up in the air inside a low flying helicopter, looking over at a Man with an A.K 47 armed and ready.
He had an army helmet suited up with goggles too dark to see his eyes. We were circling aver an certain area...then I woke up.

In the dream, my wife and some friends were going to do a triathlon; there was a food tent that on top of a hill, we had all gone up to the food tent. Somebody was running across the sand near the top of the hill, and the announcer was making a comment about it. Suddenly, the entire hill below him collapsed in a whump. Many people were buried and could not be seen. Because of the collapse, we were unable to go to them directly to help because there was now a steep drop off.

There was a flying robot that we were able to use as a ladder to go down to the collapsed slope. The dream ended there. I did not recognize the location, and I am not sure if the beach was an ocean or a lake.

My wife was apparently in charge of a diving expedition. The expedition was to take place on the planet neptune, in the atmosphere where it was frozen enough to act as if it was a liquid. The suits were more like space suits than diving suits. We were there, I was dismayed that we had forgotten to bring the specially made suits for the cats, which were apparently not going to be able to come with us, although I lamented they would probably not have stayed with us anyway.

The plan called for leaving a mountain and going counterclockwise around the mountain. I was stating that that was not a good plan, as there would be a massive head current when we were trying to go around the top side of the mountain. I wanted to abort it, but my wife was insisting that we had to do it (I've forgotten why but I believe it was because it was necessary to get photographs).

I can't remember how I got there exactly, but I was floating in space. I felt warm and weightless, but I wasn't floating aimlessly, I felt like I was being guided. I eventually came to rest at a place surrounded by many constellations and I heard a warm, gentle male voice call my name. He told me that very soon my world would change and he gently spun me around in space to face a set of constellations. (Or at least I assume he was the one spinning me) He told me that these constellations were those of "forgotten heroes". Each hero was portrayed as some kind of warrior, animal or mythical beast. He named each one and gave me a bit of the story behind it. I was shocked that a few that he mentioned were part of the crusades. Aside from the crusades, however, I didn't recognize many of the battles he told me about, the rest I forgot. He mentioned that the world had "purposefully forgotten" these heroes and that because of this, things have gotten much worse, much faster than it should have?

When he had finished telling me about all of the other constellations, he turned me to face a HUGE constellation. This one was shaped like a man clad in armor. He was holding up a huge shield as if he were protecting himself, but also he had a great, long spear that looked like he was about to thrust forward. It was still pointing upward, but slightly tilted forward. It was hard to tell if it was so big because it was bigger than the rest of the constellations or if I was just closer to it than the other ones. He told me the name of this guy was Koo-Curiosus. I thought the first part of the name sounded funny, so I held onto it in my mind by remembering "goo" with a K... but perhaps it is spelt coo, ku, or cu? As for the second part... I THINK it was curiosus... but it could be something close to that. It reminded me of the name Clavacus that I had in another dream... Anyway, this Koo fellow either is or will be coming here (to earth) soon.

The voice who had been speaking to me didn't give me a lot of information about this constellation like he did the others... instead, he started warning me. He told me that there was a "great evil" in the world now. It is everywhere. When he told me it was everywhere, I saw hundreds of images in my head ALL AT ONCE. It felt really weird. The images were that of Televisions, backyards, schools, churches, computers, random crowds of people, the white house, the sky, gardens and LOTS of other things. One was even of a bottle of water... Then he told me that soon, any who were religious or "peace seekers" would have no choice but to "pick up their swords". He told me that the great evil had been sacrificing themselves and innocents to their Lord, and that soon, those that sought peace would also have to sacrifice themselves. I thought to myself that this was unfair... if evil was killing those who were good AND also sacrificing themselves, then if the good started sacrificing themselves as well... maybe there would be no good left. I guess he could read my mind, because he told me not to worry. The "righteous and valiant" have already won, and that is why the constellation was in the sky... but the pain and suffering endured would depend on those on earth now and their willingness to "pick up a sword and seek the truth" with Koo.

I woke up from this dream feeling warm and fuzzy. Even though the message was a bit grim, it was nice that it had (or will have) a happy ending. My boys were still asleep, so I decided to catch a little nap before I had to start the day...

This time I dreamt that I was sharing my home with another woman. She looked familiar to me somehow, but I don't think I know her. I was pregnant, she was pregnant, and even the cat was pregnant. I had fallen asleep in the dream, and woke up in a HUGE amount of pain to find out that I had given birth while asleep. Of course... there was a lot of cleaning to do now so that I could keep the baby in a clean area... also, I didn't have time to wallow in pain... I had three boys that also needed me.

I managed to clean the baby up and wrap he/she in clean sheets and change the bedding before I heard horrible screaming coming from the living room. The woman staying with me was also giving birth, so I ran to get some towels and warm water, stopping constantly to lean on the wall for a second or two when I found it too hard to take another step. It seemed like her baby's head was stuck, and (as horrible as it sounds) I had to turn it. I don't know how I managed to do this, but I somehow managed and the baby came out with no further issues.

I cleaned myself up and gathered my boys in their playroom, so that I could check on my new baby lying in the middle of my bed. He/she was doing fine and sleeping soundly... but then I heard tiny cries in my bathroom... when I opened the door, the CAT was having kittens! Good grief! There were kittens EVERYWHERE, many had not even been cleaned yet, and one was lying still in its bubble on the floor... I was frightened it had died. I cleaned everything off of him and rubbed him as he lied limp in my hand. I opened its tiny mouth and blew into its nose and mouth while rubbing it's belly. After a while, it started coughing and gave me little kitten squeaks. Words cannot express how relieved I was. It looked like the Mama cat (we call her Fuzzy) had been ignoring the other kittens because she had other problems. Her last kitten was stuck as well. I massaged her belly and talked to her sweetly, and eventually the kitten was birthed. I helped her clean all of the kittens, and made sure that they were all gathered around her before I left out again. The woman in the living room was still crying out in pain. I by no means felt well either, but SOMEONE had to hold it together in there.

I thought that now would probably be the best time to call my husband and inform him that I just had a baby... I grabbed a phone, only to find that there was no service. This was a game changer, because with two newborns in the house, we NEEDED a phone... what if we had some kind of complications? After all... that woman was still screaming in pain ... A strange man appeared in front of me and told me that if I participated in his game, he would not only fix the phone, but bring my husband directly to me. Well, considering I had very little choice, I agreed. The game would teleport you into the presence of a complete stranger for a short amount of time, then back. But you never knew WHO you would meet. It could be an ax murderer... it could be an angel...

I was transported into a room with a returned American solder. He was sitting up in a bed. His legs had been completely crushed... and they had not been amputated. The poor guy just lied there. He seemed to be in pain, but either it wasn't too bad, or he had some mean self-control or mind-over-matter techniques. He told me that his legs had been crushed while he was at war, and when he got home, he found that he no longer had any family and he had no access to any kind of VA care. I felt horrible. I asked several times if there was anything I could do and he replied "Just sit and talk to me." He told me that he had been treated like a criminal since he came home. He could barely pay his bills, and shortly he would be out living on the street. I couldn't hold back the tears and I started crying... when I cried, I was transported back into my home holding the phone.

There was a ringtone now, but I hung up the phone, and went searching for the man who sent me to play his cruddy little game. There was a portal in my kitchen that opened into a creepy looking place; I saw the man inside. He was on the phone. I walked into the portal and tried to talk to the man, and he waved his hand at me, as if to tell me to go away. I got angry and slapped the phone out of his hand then demanded to know who the solder was that I had just met. He grinned and told me that he couldn't tell me... it was the rules of the game... I was transported back into my home. The portal was gone now. I felt empty and defeated. I felt like I needed to find that solder... but how? The woman in my home, who had just had her baby, sent me to fetch her some food and drink. She was whining about how much pain she was in. (It was her first baby... I guess she had no idea that the after pain is MUCH worse for each one after...) Every part of me was tired, hurt, upset, and frustrated... so, it was hard for me to hold my tongue and not tell her to "Suck it up..."

I saw that my boys had fallen asleep, my new baby was asleep, and even the kittens and their mother was asleep. I was trying to keep my mind off of the pain... ALL of the pain, both physical and emotional... I went to wash the little bit of dishes that were sitting in the sink and the woman brought her dirty plate and cup to me. When she saw the small pile of dishes in the sink, she commented on how she keeps her home spotless and how she never understood women that let dishes sit in the sink. She told me that she understood that I had my hands full, but that maybe I should have thought harder about having so many children.

It takes a lot to anger or upset me... but this woman had managed to do it with very little effort. Here I was taking care of her, her baby, my children, my new baby, an unnaturally large litter of kittens, while coping with excruciating pain and washing dishes... and she complains about me being a poor housekeeper and the size of my family? I woke up before I got to tell her how I felt...

Was outside on a rainy night on my way to visit the White House and Bill Clinton. Wasn't excited by the journey because it was a party and I am not the kind of person that really likes a White House party. The White House was more like a good sized Connecticut home: large, suburban, nice rooms but nothing over-the-top. Bill Clinton, when we finally found him, not partying, was crying. He was very sad because his press secretary was very upset with him. I spent my time with him convincing him he needed to talk with her and apologize, that it would get better. Don't know if he ever did.

Date: 2014-06-08
Time: 0745
Type: Spliced, linear, POV

I am in some kind of gymnasium the size of a football stadium, which is hosting the final hole in a prestigious golf tournament. The crowd is spilling off of the stands to watch as the final golfers finish their round. As I make my way into the gym to find my ball, I notice that we are having terrible trouble with the wind, as it keeps blowing our golf balls across one of the red yardage lines, and closer to the hole. One of my fellow golfers, who resembles a high-school friend, is preparing to make a chip shot, when all of a sudden, an old man runs out of the crowd and steals his ball. Out of sportsman-like conduct, I chase the man down and force him to return the ball to its rightful owner, which he does.

The next thing I know, the crowd is on their feet and spilling onto the indoor field, effectively blocking our way. A small, old businessman dressed in a black suit takes me off to the side and says how impressed he is with how I "

Date: 2014-06-08
Time: 0614
Type: Standard, linear, POV

I am an average professional basketball player on a team wearing blue jerseys, with white or yellow numbers, playing in an important game (possibly the playoffs). Our opposing team (in white jerseys) has spread 7 or 8 playing cards on our side of the court, lying face up. These cards have some sort of significance that is not immediately obvious in the dream, yet I have a feeling that it has something to do with their "

After several days of not being able to remember any dreams, I was finally able to remember bits and pieces of one. As it started out, I was in a large, desert-like area with my husband who was filming the sky in broad daylight. We were surrounded by mountains and there was very little plant life - just the occasional unhealthy looking shrub or patch of grass. The ground was hard, cracked and had a red tint to it... this wasn't a place I was familiar with... I had a camcorder in my hand and was filming the sky too, but was terribly bored and very hot. Suddenly, In the sky I saw a bright light... It was very hard to look at; like looking at the sun. I shaded my eyes with my right hand while I filmed with the left. I could barely make it out, but there was a ring of yellow light filled with a bright white light. In the middle of the ring was a yellow circle and centered under the yellow circle was a yellow semi-circle. I realized immediately that I have seen this symbol before in another recent dream. I had seen it in the middle of a great arch of fire in the sky! As it flew closer over head, I couldn't tell if it was some sort of UFO or spiritual body... but it was getting dangerously close, so I decided to run. There was some sort of military base nearby that I ran to. I ran by a line of strange-looking armed, black, military air crafts and the light in the sky shot out what I can only describe as small beams of white light. I know this sounds cheesy... but It looked ALOT like the beams of light that the space ships shot out at one another on Star Wars. I didn't stop running, and its probably a good thing, because ALL of the air crafts that had been lined up exploded, and I looked like something out of an action movie as I ran through the HUGE and incredible explosion unscathed. For whatever reason... I was afraid that the flying light had been aiming for me and missed... but in the dream, I had been filming the incident perfectly while running and when my husband and I reviewed the footage, it showed that the flying light had swooped down to fire at the military aircrafts, being careful to hit one far enough away from me that I would be able to escape. Incredible...


My husband wanted to show the film to some "paranormal investigators", so I went with him to a home. Inside, there were people seated on couches that had been arranged into a circle. I immediately felt uncomfortable... but didn't say anything. I wanted to support my husband. It is very rare that he gets excited by things... I didn't want to ruin it for him... He showed them my footage and talked with the group for a little while before he left to go do something. The minute he left, the people in the group asked me to join them. I told them that I could not... people like me shouldn't be in those kinds of groups... it could be very dangerous. They insisted and pleaded over and over again for me to join, promising me that they could find out what was "wrong" with me and "fix" it. I still didn't feel like this was a good idea... my husband came back and acted excited that I was being offered a place in their group and also insisted that I join. I begrudgingly accepted... They wanted to take me somewhere to catch ghosts thinking that I would draw one out and make it manifest itself. I was very upset because I just knew that I was going to end up getting hurt. Somehow, they had gotten distracted and I managed to sneak away...

I had walked to some sort of warehouse-like store. It reminded me a bit of Sam's Club or maybe a Lowes. There were thick metal shelves of things, but I didn't pay attention to what was on them. I had seen something that really caught me off guard. Some of these shelves had been cleared off and on one side was a line of people sitting on crates painting make-up on women's faces and also painting a few decorative knick-knacks. I thought that this was one of the strangest things I have ever seen... but it looked kinda fun to me, so I sat between a large man that looked a lot like a body builder and a skinny man. Both were wearing something that looked like a prison jump-suit. I asked if I could help and they had me get up and pick some paint brushes out from a set behind them. When I looked into the box, I was SO excited. They had some of the most beautifully made paint brushes I have ever seen. I'm ALL about detail when I paint... and the paint brushes had tips SO FINE that I could hardly believe it! I had picked out several fine-tipped paint brushes when I was confronted by a man in a purple suit. In order to work there, I would have to sign a contract that would basically make me a slave. It dawned on me that this man was a pimp... and that those women getting their face painted were not doing it for themselves. My stomach churned and I ran out of there as quickly as I could...

I had met up with my husband at a gas station somewhere. He wanted to go back to the desert area to film. I didn't think this was a good idea... but it looked like he had his heart set on it, so I told him that I would go and he had me pick out a soft drink for the long ride there. I picked out a drink and brought it to the counter, but then asked him to wait while I went to a nearby cooler. There was a water drink in the cooler I felt like I needed to get. It was in a tall, clear bottle that looked quite similar to the tall Smart Water bottles. About 2/3rds of the bottle was water, and the last 1/3rd was some kind of pink liquid at the bottom. Floating in-between the pink stuff and the water were two tiny purpley-blue pills. It was some sort of vitamin water and the label said that it was to aid anxiety and depression. I told my husband that we needed to bring this water in case we ran into someone in the desert or in case there was some kind of emergency. He rolled his eyes at me as I put it on the counter very carefully (The drink was activated when shaken) and then he paid... and it would be THEN that I would see a small bag of sour skittles on a display that I just HAD to have. I grabbed those and put them on the counter and he got angry with me. He didn't want to reach back into his wallet for the $1.50 the skittles cost, so the cashier handed me an I.O.U. As I tried to sign it... I couldn't write my name correctly. Not only that, but I had tried to write my maiden name on it and was very upset when I realized that I was even writing the wrong name. The more I tried to fix what I had written, the worst it got, until I finally gave up and returned the scribbled mess back to the cashier.

We got into the vehicle to drive back to the desert. I noticed my husband had two key chains... one in each hand. They were made out of what looked to be aged bronze and they each had a bronze oval plate that was about 2-2 1/2 inches dangling from them... both looked ancient. I can't remember what all was on them exactly...I think one had a man on it and the other had a woman... they had a mythical feel about them and gave me the creeps. My husband stopped in the middle of a small country road. His mother was crossing and I thought he had stopped to maybe help her. In the dream, she was young and thin, but she still had her white hair. It was shoulder length and was curled over at the bottom. She was wearing a polka-dot dress that looked like something out of the 50's. He put both of the key chains together in one hand as he reached for the handle in the door ... I could feel a change in him. He got out of the car and started yelling at his mother. I got the feeling that he meant to kill her! I jumped out of the car and tackled him. Since he wasn't expecting me, I was able to knock him to the ground and pry the key chains out of his hand. When he came to, he had no idea what had happened and refused the story I gave him. He was very angry when I did not return the key chains. I threatened to throw them into the woods or destroy them if he kept trying to take them from me... and he eventually stopped... but it was clear that he resented me for taking them. I couldn't imagine what had come over him. I held the key chains together and they had no affect on me. I thought it would be easier to keep up with the key chains if I linked them together. Both of the rings were very small... one was a smooth, thin, regular ring key ring and the other was more decorative, thick and had many little bumps on it that made the ring look like a flower. I couldn't link them, but felt like it was probably for the best. If he managed to take it from me they would already be together and there was no telling what might happen...