So we were at a seemingly normal dinner party/event were talking about things broke from dinner and broke in to a song. Kind of an earth day song, a day late.

The lyrics I remember and what I woke to was

Ozone, ozone you are my ozone my one and only ozone.

The song was not sad or happy it was very slow and somber so maybe it was sad don't really know


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I had a dream that I was driving down a long empty Texas highway with some other people in the car. The area was desert-like and flat except that we were going downhill very slightly. On the right-hand side of the highway, we saw huge billowing clouds of smoke with some orange fire, and small twinkling orange balls of fire within the smoke. I knew that an oil well was on fire and I wondered how that happened and why they just let it burn. The smoke and fireballs rose over the highway like a living thing. The living thing wasn't a particular animal, it was more that the smoke was very dense and it didn't disperse like smoke normally does--it held together, and it seemed to move in a sinuous fashion across the highway. I wouldn't say that the smoke had a consciousness or personality in the dream, but that it was simply there and very ominous in the way it drifted over the highway. I felt angry and disgusted that anyone could let this happen, and worried about other things catching on fire due to the "fireballs" within the smoke. Maybe a better word would be sparks like what rises from a campfire, but long-lived sparks that lingered and did not go out right away.

Most of my dreams are just muddle and rehash of daily activity, but once and a while I get something that"s got some adventure and plot to it. Last night, I dreamed I was with a few people, dressed in ordinary clothing, but with guns of various sorts — mostly shotguns. We were in what appeared to be a massive Costco-like building with stairwells and entrances and high fences around it. In the dream we were being tracked by similarly dressed people also with guns, but who one of the people in my dream called "Russians." The person said they didn"t really want to kill us as individuals per se (in other words it "wasn"t personal"), but they just wanted the building, the space we were in. We were defending it, but it seemed a larger territory was at issue. Chances were, though, that they would kill us as they took the building. I remember making it to the roof (it was a bright and sunny day, blue sky, but cold, and we were wearing jackets) and waiting with others (they seemed like friends) for these other people to find us and we were hoping to surrender. At one point in the dream I threw (or maybe dropped) my wallet down a long stairwell, and then keep thinking I needed to go to the bottom to get it back, but couldn"t because we were running and hiding in the building. I was glad to wake up.

Dream 1 - This dream happened at an outdoor, roof-covered ice rink in a wooded area. The trees did not have any leaves on them. Three skaters (including myself) were skating around the ice rink circle and the odd thing is that we were really overemphasizing our arm movements (the movements were very abrupt and jerky--not graceful at all). We stayed grounded and never did any jumps or twirls. There were others at the rink skating but they didn't seem to notice our odd behavior. At some point in the dream I had a sensation of moving from a lower position to a higher position (the feeling you have when you are moving in an elevator.) Dream 2 - I have the feeling that I am at some type of educational institution. I was explaining to a woman that I was involved in a remote viewing project and in in order to be successful I needed better technology. She seemed interested and said that she would see what she could do for me. I then went to the second level of a building on this "campus" to a dining room with the tables already set up for dining. There were windows the whole way around the room. You could see the woods and the trees had bright green leaves on them. There was a deck outside also set up for dining. I asked if I could go out there. I joined a table that had three guys seated at it (they were in their 20s and they seemed to be involved in the sciences) and we started to talk about remote viewing targets. I got up after this dream and wrote everything down that I could remember. I was lucid and I remember telling myself remember all of this so you can document it for Project August.

(input from anonymous on DreamBlog before Proj August started).

I already had a dream regarding Aug. 2014 headlines this afternoon while taking a nap. I set the intent before napping and i was lucid and aware that I was dreaming this information. Basically, I saw a huge wave of water moving in, a wall of water in the area of Ft. Myers, Florida. Thousands affected (died?) and I saw the date at or after Aug. 20th of the month.

Last year (Nov. 16, 2013) I had a series of UFO dreams, this one being the first. I dreamt I was a researcher/reporter traveling with a male partner, looking for imformation about the scientific reasoning behind spiritual phenomena. We came to this "cult" complex situated at the top of a gently sloping hill that led down to a long lake. In real life I live in a lake land area, much of the land I see are hills and glacier lakes, and this landscape was very similar, though it felt more grandious. The complex was comprised of several camp-like buildings, made of wood, a little run down, and lots of open screened in area. The place looked old and specifically made to watch the skies.
Me and my writing partner were welcomed in very kindly. The cult's beliefs were based on the concept of black and white. They believed in the black and white but not in good and evil. They believe both sides of black and white had it's merrits and valued the idea of darkness and light, you can't have one without the other. The people wore outfits of either black or white. Men wore black, women wore white. They were long robes and long triangle shaped hats with a flat top. Women and men slept in seperate areas but were equals. My writing partner and I were led to seperate living areas and instructed to quickly drop our things because night was coming and we needed to go outside.
They told us that every night everyone went outside to watch for the lights. Our guide led us down the long sloping grassy hill to the lake where everyone was standing on docks looking up at the sky. We watched the skies for several minutes, it was filled with very bright stars, more than I had ever seen in real life. There were several particularly bright dots that I asked my guide about. I asked if they were a planet and he said "Just watch." I looked back at the sky and those bright spots began to move slowly, then quickly, and then they were zooming across the sky in zigzag patterns. I knew that planes couldn't manuver that way and got so incredibly excited that I was finally seeing what I thought was a UFO. I woke up after that.

Night of April 21/22, 2014
China invited the world to attend a BBQ in celebration of a financial accomplishment. This was more like a sleeping third eye vision with thought. There was a white background with a man standing with his back to me in front of a BBQ.
The man standing looking out over the BBQ (that was there, but wasn't) into the white was dark haired, wearing office attire (blue plaid shirt and grey dress pants) and he had his hands in his pockets.

(NW Arkansas) My family is outside gardening. My husband has no shirt on because it is so hot and he is working hard digging in the ground. We all have hats on to keep us out of the hot sun, when my husband comes up to me holding his shovel and tells me that I need to go ahead and place that vitacost order so that we have them when we need them. (I Don't remember what vitamin it was).

Outside looking at clouds keep making swirls. I yell at dad to come inside and he tells me that even though the clouds are swirling and look like they are about to form tornados that they are too low and aren't tornado clouds. I don't agree with him and am watching what I think are tornados swirl all around in the lower horizon of the sky (like when a storm is brewing). The skies were blue, the sun is out, and it doesn't look like rain at all but there are these huge weird looking clouds that are whitish clouds full of brown plumes that looked kind of like a puff of dirt swirling and heading towards us but it wasn't dirt because it was in the sky. I look up and see a huge one coming right for us and I am yelling at my dad to take cover. Then I wake up.

4/22/14
I had an amazing dream last night that was so action packed that I woke up feeling that I hadn"t slept at all but the only thing that I can remember from it is the word Mafia. I know that we were trying to get out of a building or something where the Mafia was but other than that, just the word "Mafia" is all I got from it.

My husband and I are in a hotel room-I have no idea where. He had a makeshift desk so that he could do his lessons. We find ourselves picking up a new desk that was government issued on the side of the road on the base. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">Chris gets a new desk from government for his room. He"s really excited. We hook it up to Pull it on a trailer of some sort. As we are doing so, we get stopped for an inspection of the contents and some [profanity] that has a badge that looks like a Clear coat of armor with red and blue stripe bordering it. 2 stripes. It also had his name on it&hellip;He was a real tool and told me and kids to move onto our property and off the road . He wore glasses and was looking over the top of them. We moved to the side of the road while he inspected things. Waiting. All of a sudden, my next door neighbor was there asking questions. I show her a picture of a mental hospital
This woman (a wife of some high ranking official) told me that she was going to be wearing black spandex pants and a ball cap. I ask the name of the [profanity] that was inspecting the trailer and treated us with no respect and I write it down ???? While we are waiting we hear that this person named Ricky had a dream that we should hear about. I thought that Ricky was a boy, but there was this girly looking pink and white/black tiger print bag lying on the ground. When I finally get to meet Ricki she is a girl. Ricki with an I. She is telling me her dream. I am writing it down and all the details&hellip;Something about hidden museums and hiding secrets I write down the number 21. I ask Ricki how old she is and she doesn"t say but I write down the number "21" again.I know that I am supposed to remember all of these things that I wrote down but the only thing I remember is the number 21.