I had a very hard time hanging on to any of my dreams last night because I kept being startled by random noises ALL night.

This is part of what I DO remember... I was watching a gathering at a cliff with an amazing view of the ocean. People from ALL over the world were gathering by what looked like the ruins of an huge, old church. When I first saw this, I thought that maybe people had chosen to do this... but then I saw some men dressed in black military gear march in a horizontal line up the hill to the cliff. They were all dressed the same, but also from different places from all over the world. Some of these dark military men carried guns and shot into the crowd and some threw some kind of liquid at us that burst into flames. Among the crowd was a young Nigerian girl, maybe 8-10 years old. She wore a pink sleeveless sun dress and her hair was braided into two pigtails. She was just the embodiment of adorable... she was the first victim of the fire liquid. One of the military men threw a container near the girl and when it hit the ground, it splattered on the girl. The parts of her that were hit by the liquid immediately caught fire and she was unable to get it off... eventually her entire body was burned alive.

I felt horrible. I was unable to get to her because the crowd of people between us was too thick. People were either being killed by the military men, or choosing to jump off the cliff. I tried to calm myself and look around... there was a very small way down the cliff hidden behind the church. I tried to tell people about it, people were in such a panic, no one would listen to me. I had no choice but to try to escape on my own...

When I made it down the cliff, I had to wade through the water full of bodies to get to the beach. I noticed that the beach was very quiet. Those black soldiers were patrolling the area, so I tried my best to hide. I was noticed by a guy who asked me what I was doing slacking. He pointed to some crates and barrels that were stacked on a dock nearby. He grabbed a barrel and I grabbed a large sack from the crate and we both climbed a very steep slope to get to what looked like some kind of storage area. I noticed that there were many high-ranking government officials to include the first lady walking around, inspecting the supplies, and watching the soldiers very carefully. I noticed the first lady take a double take on me... she knew who I was... and I got very uncomfortable. This couldn't end well. As it turns out, the sack I was carrying was full of fresh peanuts and I had to place them where they belonged right next to where the first lady was standing. I tried to act natural as I did this... she smiled at me which might have been a relief had she not also been staring daggers at me.

For hours the black soldiers and I worked... and when we had everything in place, we were lined up by the government officials to be shot.

I was with old friends in a library at a university. Suddenly the lights went out. We stopped in place in unison. We felt a presence enter the room. Some said prayers. We reached out in the darkness to connect for comfort with the one next to us. I whispered. .. bless us all. Then I put my left hand over my mouth to quiet myself. The woman next to me leaned over and whispered. .. we're going home.

Dream I am walking east to west across a nation that is quite large. After walking for a long time I approach the western end of the country. Several individuals walk up to me and inform me they are breaking away and forming their own nation. Behind the man are a tractor and a grain drill used for drilling grains such as wheat. The man turns around goes over to the tractor and drives it with the grain drill lowered into planting position into what they consider the border of their newly formed independent nation. For a while I follow behind watching as the man plants or drills into the earth the new grain seeds forming the outline of this new nation.

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.