Nov 4, 2011 A.M.

I was observing a sphere comprised of twelve equal sections which was spinning counter clockwise. Within that sphere was a single sphere moving independently on it's own. The smaller sphere was about 5 percent the size of the larger sphere.

Nov 3, 2011 A.M.

I was in a building full of people like a dormitory it was dark inside. There was much confusion emotionally with everyone and lots of movement back and forth. Anger, love, leaving and coming back again. A screen came on and a man who did not look totally human with golden hair and a very angular face was reporting something. I could see in the background there was a red color and chaos in the background with movement that I could not understand. He was looking at me and reading something which I had a hard time deciphering and understanding. He was very intent and looking right into my eyes. All of a sudden I could see a skull of purple light floating in front of me and understood that the next evolution would be the awakening of the human race and that we are connected to 12 sections of beings.

Oct 31, 2011 A.M.

I was standing in a void and walked toward a spiral shaped form. I looked at my feet and I could see we are three steps away from a doorway which was closed. I looked upward and could see many, many doorways thousands of them all moving upwards.
Spiraling upward from the first doorway as if it were connected to a spiral staircase or an aspect of DNA. We are about to enter a new period.

So at first I was in a building of some kind. I think some of my kids were with me. Pretty sure my eldest was there. Seem like a school atmosphere, very modern looking. Not at all like his real early 1900's school. These two latin or hispanic women were there. A mother an older aged daughter. The daughter was a total snob and was saying all these horrible conseted rude things. I have no memory of what they were. I just smiled and shock my head and said Karma s a real B. She looked at me totally clueless to what Karma was. We left the building and the woman was still talking rudely and they got in a black car. While on the sidewalk I was looking up into a clouded sky were a very tiny portion was glowing orange and flickerig. I wanted to ask the woman to look and see but after her horrid behavior I thought beter not to. After a bit as I walked down the street I saw a big gray shadow in the sky. By now the woman were gone and replaced by some construction workers building a house along the sidewalk I was walking down. I pointed it out to them and one of the men came to see. The LARGE object kept fading in and out behind trees and cluds. It was very hazy fr the longest time. But just as it was about to move to far out of view it became 100% visible. We were all floored. Even I at this point was having my doubts because it was really so hazy and heard to define. Then the object came down to the street a couple blocks away. When it landed it turned into a car. We freaked out and ran inside the house they were building. For some reason we believed the thing was coming for us. I hid in a basement window dig out and put a blanket over my head. Then I awoke. I was pretty scared...which isn't really like me.. I wasn't even thinking about my kids....so not like me....I was a total chicken.....so not like me. I didn't like that feeling baout myself.

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.