Hawkes bay 11/11/11

Ancient Treasure of the Incas

Dreamed 11/01/2011 3 AM EST, 04:38 LST

I dreamed that the wreck of a Spanish Treasure Galleon had been found, perfectly preserved in very deep, cold water. Many small treasures from the Incas had been found. They were stored on the ship, individually packed into small handwoven baskets, with colored stripes on some of the basket reeds. Each basket had a fitted top of basketry, so that you could not see the small treasure without taking off the lid.

The wreck was so perfectly preserved that even the tiny baskets were intact. The salvagers decided to seal each basketed treasure in a tough, thin plastic envelope, right there at the bottom of the sea.

A sailor let me handle one of the treasures. The package fit comfortably in the palm of my hand. I could clearly see the Incan basket through the plastic, still in the silty seawater. It was heavy in my hand. I wondered if the greater treasure was the basket, or the treasure within it. I could feel the treasure within the basket, within the seawater, within the plastic. It was knobby and irregular, possibly a statue or a metal part of some larger object. I longed to open the plastic and the basket, and take it out, but felt just as strongly that it must remain untouched and preserved.

"Do we know what's inside the basket?" I asked the sailor.
"Well, we've X-rayed it, but the results are inconclusive." he replied.

I had a feeling that the salvagers were not planning to open any of these treasures, ever.

That image seemed most significant; a treasure in a basket, in the seawater, in the plastic. Sealed forever.
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Comments;
The treasure reminds me a bit of an unborn baby in the womb; a true treasure in a basket (placenta) in seawater (amniotic fluid), in a tough, yet flexible envelope that lets you feel part of the treasure (Mom!)
But why did the salvagers hide every bit of treasure so meticulously? Was it Inca gold, or something more ancient and dangerous, a machine from the distant past, for example.

10/31/11

The following dream took the entire night to complete. I was assigned the task to construct a road for a very modest building. My immediate supervisor was an older brunette woman. I began my task with very limited resources all work was being done by hand. As best I could I was cobble stoning a rather crude road. After the first day my supervisor asked me whether or not I could complete the job by the next day. If not she would bring in extra help. She didn't seem upset at all; as a matter of fact she looked at me admiringly. I was confused by her demeanor. I viewed my lack progress and saw the poor quality of what I had accomplished so far, I told her I could not. I was mortified at my failure. My supervisor said no problem and reacted as if she was completely pleased with me. Her reaction stunned me as I fully expected to be dismissed.

What happened next overwhelmed me, one by one construction workers filed in bringing with them larger and larger pieces of heavy equipment. Soon what had began as a simple road was being transformed into a super freeway. Huge excavations were undertaken, cement trucks were busily pouring huge foundations. Outside the very modest building a very large freeway exchange was in the process of being created. I walked the construction site with nothing to do, with the dread of being dismissed for being useless, however; each and every time I encountered my supervisor she just smiled at me approvingly and comment on the fine progress. I was baffled. As the construction was nearing completion I began to realize that I was not going to be dismissed. As I spoke with other they addressed me as if I was somehow responsible for the construction. I came upon some dark paint and dipping my hand in it I left a palm print on a freshly cemented wall.

Not sure what category to put this dream. Collapse/crash seems closest but that seems to imply disaster and this dream was more about avoiding disaster. It was all good.
I dreamed I was watching a group of Military people making mass arrests of politicians, academics, economists, and banksters who took this country the brink of disaster. There was a kind of martial law, but it wasn't a tyranny, they were reinstituting the US Constitution and restoring rights to the citizens, but they very clearly weren't putting up with any BS from those who were profiting from the destruction of the USA. American media was clearly warned to stop peddling fear, confusion and backbiting.
There was annoucement that Senator Dick Lugar would be the interim USA President during this transition phase back to a rule of the Constitution, common law justice, and sound finance practices.
I don't know much about Dick Lugar, he's not often in the news, so I looked him up at Wikipedia after waking from the dream. He seems most notable for being heavily involved in getting nuclear, biological and chemical weapons banned around the world.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Richard_Lugar

In my dream, I was standing on the tarmac. I don't know how, but I knew that it was the South Korea airport. There was a mushroom cloud, it was coming from an area of baggage that was on the tarmac. Again I don't know how, but I knew that this was an intended terrorist attack, unknown if it was meant to have been an aerial explosion over the U.S. I fastforwarded after this to see extremely long lines at airports.
I have forgotten if it was before or after seeing the nuclear explosion, but there was a gang that was being apprehended. They were a mixed gang, I believe they were military people (white and black guys, not Arabic). One had been shot and was asking to be mercy killed.
From here the dream fastforwarded more. My wife and I were in a house (not ours). It was night time. There was a bubble skylight, and I was exclaiming WTF, why is it so bright?! I could see there were two full moons in the sky visible, not just one, and I asked why one of the moons was so much brighter than the other. In the dream it was if it was daytime. I went to the door to go outside, but there were guards outside of the door, with automatic weapons. They weren't keeping me in, they were guarding the door. I didn't wind up going outside, and acknowledged the guards, I believe they were there to protect me (which is wierd, I'm nobody important).
I should point out that prior to going to sleep, I had prayed to get a vision on whether the "Elenin" stuff on the web that I'd read that day being a code was real or not. This was the dream I got - a potential false flag terrorist attack with a followup of a huge object in the sky.

10/19/2011-10/20/2011: I see a missile attack on a large shopping center/office building/natatorium. Many people die due to the explosion, house starts collapsing, people can't get out because doors are closed and I'm trying to warn them and am running all over the place. The mall looks circular shaped with the shopping, office and natatorium in each third.

10/19/2011-10/20/2011: I'm watching through a window of a kind of restaurant how in the park in front of it, many different kinds of animals killing each other. A huge bear throws pigs against the window and others tear each other apart.

In my dream last night, I was listening to the radio and there was an announcement that evidence had been uncovered that Japan was planning war with the US to "avenge" the defeat in 1945. In the dream I recall being shocked as I thought we had close ties with the Japanese. Then I woke.

Very weird and hyper-real.

October 21,2011. A.M.I could see a body spherical in shape floating in space. It was made of many octahedrons and was a beautiful golden and subtle pale green color. It was emanating blues and purples with the golds. The geometric shapes appeared to be crater like with edges. Suddenly a very bright white light appeared in the far distance as if I was looking at the sun floating in space. The sphere appeared again but this time with a shadow on the upper right hand side of it cascading downward and it looked like the shadow of a hand.

October 22, 2011. A.M.I was walking through a city with older buildings about six to ten stories tall. There were people walking around in a lost state like zombies. I saw automobiles and railroad cars just randomly sitting everywhere in the streets with rubble. People were living in the rail cars and storage containers that were haphazardly placed.It was like they were zombies but could communicate. There were bruises and sores on their skin and they were following me trying to touch me and speak to me and I could not understand them. A very tall slim young man with blonde hair appeared with locks of hair that appeared to be like dreadlocks. He told me to follow him and we jumped into a vehicle. He then ran into a young woman with his car who was entering one of the storage containers. He said they were already dead, that it did not matter. We exited the car and went into an older building and closed the door. A man in his forties appeared and grabbed my arms and I pushed him away and noticed his skin was sloughing off and was bruised. He was saying something to me that I could not understand. I turned and the younger blonde man was speaking on his phone and was just observing and would not answer me. So I decided to retreat into the building and went upstairs in the mezzanine where there was an old typewriter repair shop. From there I could see many more people coming in who were in the state of being lost. Many of them were older Asian women coming towards me and I wondered if I was in China Town in New York City. I started dropping pieces of the typewriters on them and they were wailing and screaming. I thought it was very strange in my dream and I remember thinking that I have never experienced zombie like humans before. I suddenly saw a wave of energy coming that was a beautiful orange followed by a wave of a pinkish violet that was followed by a wave of a beautiful orange again. They were like curtains of energy composed of perfect cubes everywhere within the energy itself. I woke up from the beauty of the energy and feeling strange because I have never dreamed of zombies.