Lincoln NE
5am

Just before I woke up this morning I heard the numbers 5 19 93.

Two dreams, actually. Mine, and my fiance's... same night.

Mine:

Driving down a state road in town, no cars. In the median, and on both sides of the four-lane highway, are tons of military equipment. Hummers, Tanks, Jeeps, 50 cals, and all types I'd never seen before. One gun looked like it was for carving up the damn moon or summat, it was way too big, and had multiple cylinders, like a huge gatlin gun.
Someone behind me (we're driving in a truck or van?) says, "When you see this, You know it's time to leave". I'm very curious about all of the equipment because there's not one person anywhere around, and no cars on the road except for ours. As if it had all been abandoned, or the people just 'dissappeared'. I want to get out and start collecting, but the driver vehemently disagrees and keeps driving.
The whole town was this way, everywhere we passed and went, no one. no cars on the road, or on the sides of the road, just military equipment and a deserted town.

I awake and think about this all day. I get up, take a shower, go to work. As usual, she's still asleep, so I'll tell her when I get home.
She tells me hers first, and afterwards have a very interesting night of conversation while watching 2012.
Hers:
She's in a science lab of some sort with a group of people she doesn't know, and they're searching for food and the like. One guy ventures outside and finds a lady dying of some sort of sickness. There's a key around her neck, so he takes it, and keeps walking. He comes to a freezer-like mechanism, and thinks there's food in it, but it's locked. He uses the key he found to unlock it, and upon opening it, sees not food, but medicines of all sorts and starts grabbing everything he can carry. Upon his venture back, he's being followed by a group of people, and accost him outside of where everyone else was holed up at (the science lab-type-building). The followers start demanding what he took from the chest, and one man says his name is King.
She woke up. We talked that night for a few hours. I'm not one to believe in coincidences, and neither is she. We're going to ramp up our preps, needless to say.

Lincoln NE
last week
There was so much to these twodreams but I couldn't wake up to writethem down even though I kept telling myself, in the dream,to wake up. I can only remember the tail ends of them. The first one was a planet that passed by the earth so closely I could see the faces of the people on it and they were smiling, beckoning and welcoming. Most of the dream was in color but this part was black and white and shades of gray. The second dream was strings of code or anacronyms (?) in BOLD CAPS with the translations following in small case. The only one I can faintly remember is OANFU or OANFI.

There is a shadowy darkness about this very different place, strange and shapeless, even though it has a staircase. It's small but large; somewhere far but near. I've been sent here to learn something very important. There are others, but I never see them. I can't quite determine if I have the freedom to leave or I have to stay here. There are classes here, I feel the presence of others, information is being downloaded to me, but its not the usual download, it's in the air. I'm curious to understand where the information is coming from. I'm scouting around, searching for the source of the downloaded information.

There is an outside to this place, but I don't dare leave. I see a staircase and near the stairs by happenstance appears a rather large, heavy book. An invisible presence shows me the book. I'm elated to know the source of the information; I'm suprised its from a book. The black leather is thick and heavy like a large dictionary, the edges of the pages are frayed and burned. The opened book pages flutter as pages and pages are revealed. I'm in awe that this book is being downloaded for it valuable information. I'm interrupted by a subtle feeling that I shouldn't be viewing this book, then I'm taken out of the place and left to fend for myself. There is a strange vehicle that I use to leave this strange place. I don't know how to drive it, but I'm at the controls. I drive this strange vehicle into the darkness and into something. Im wide awake with a burning vision of this book. It feels as if there wasn't any lapse time from the dream to being in my dark bedroom thinking about the Book. Without lapse of time, I have a strange feeling that my dream and my consciousness occupied the same second.

My meditational dream was showing me a volcano in the desert. I believe it seemed near the arizona, nevada, california border. I seen a nugget of copper in this dream also. The eruption was not long but gave a change in peoples minds about where safety was. It seemed to almost change thier perception of the future and realizing something better must be made! For some reason I see a city growing from this event in a positive way. I see some destruction, but more growththandestruction from this. What city?..all I get is that it is small right now.

I had a dream last night all I could see was people with ribbons of paper circling their feet and the number nine thousand running accross a ticker tape at the top.
forlorn and sad looks were everywhere.

I had two meditational type dreams recently. One was showing me a massive earthquake..maybe 10+. in or around the himalayas. That quake completely destroyed part of the mountains. People andvillages could not be found and were missing. Could not tell the time of the event. I could not tell whether this was above Afghan, Pakistan, Kashmiror India.
The other was in CaliforniaI think inmarch - April. I tried my best to zero in on the center. The best I could see it was in or near Bakersfield. The picture in my head showed cracks going out from the epicenter. The cracks also generated quakes. The words "for two years" appeared above the map I was visioning. Alot of the cracks went toward Los Angeles through the canyon country, but some went east toward Lake Isabella. One crack went toward fresno and some went down the san andreas toward Victorville.
I pray for none of the events to happen unless needed to reach the higher age!

it was the second night in a row when I woke at 4:38 - this time I had a dream that lingered on which I "lived" vividely before and still after - here it goes:
it started with me riding a bus in my home towm (I don't live there anylonger) and suddenly there was a message coming through via the radio and tv screen in the bus that declared a state of emergency and that everyone should go home - no details can be told so far, but will be in due course. upon hearing this I looked outside the window of the bus and saw that the snow caps on top of the mountains were melting - rapidly - it was like waterfalls coming down from the top, massive waterfalls and my first thought was it's all gonna get flooded...then I was home at my parents house and my grandmother (who no longer is with us - actually for 20 years not) was brought into the house next door - she looked weak but we did not go to see her. we tried to figure out what was going on, looking at the mountains where water was still gushing down and heading outside to look at the waterlevel of the river close to the house. it was not rising though. it all made no sense - we thought it will come and started to barricade stuff around the lower floors and cellar of the house to keep out the water and mud once it would rise and hit the house. it was very warm albeit it was not spring or summer yet. then suddenly we were standing in the living room and my mum was there and pointing out of the window screaming "here it comes" - i looked out and saw a "fire ball" and thought that this is it, a meteor gonna hit our house and this will be it - the "fire ball" came through the window without destroying it and turned into a red/pinkish balloon. we looked outside and could see more and more of these. they all had "weather balloon" written on them...suddenly my Dad and my brother had a fight and my Dad kicked my brother out of the house, my mum was gone as well - not sure where to. and I was back in the town I live now - but not in my flat but in a house with big windows and pigdeon gathering underneath the roof - loads of them, being pretty excited they were. I looked outside and saw people on the streets, ginger haired people and they all were bleeding from their skin and they saw me looking and they yelled at me "it all starts with blood" and "keep out of the sun". I called my family and told them to stay at home and not to get out of the house. I still did not know where my brother was although I spoke to him and was feeling very anxious and the feeling was still there that my grandma was around...all in all there was a feeling of being along and then not...hard to explain...
And then I slowly got out of the dream - it was 4:38 - I did not wake with a bang but slowly and more "living" it all - I wrote down what I could remember but there was much more, this time there was a lot of talking and discussing going on, I can remember that it was but I can't remember the exact words...

A prominent woman in the town I live in was standing on a blacktop two lane road introducing someone. As my husband and I go closer I noticed that she was introducing Rock Hudson. I said, "Oh, very good." And thought how well and robust he looked. Then I saw 2 hispanic men start chasing the woman into a small park area beside the road. The park area had a lot of trees but the ground was semi damp earth. My husband and I started to run over to help her, but before we got there the police had tackled one of the men and the other one was gone. She was ok.

I dreamed this two nights ago. In my dream my elderly mother is on the phone only it is an old phone system almost like a switchboard. She is in a room full of people and she cries out, "Hush!" Everyone is quiet as she listens and then she says, "Claire." and then "Santorini is crying!" I woke to find myself standing at my desk. I had written down, "Gale. Santorini is crying."
The next morning my mother tells me she had a strange dream that she was in a huge church in the lowest level, and there was a strange oven of some sort almost as if it were a cross between a huge gas oven only it had microwave properties. Somehow it had malfunctioned and everything was falling down, the church was on fire and then reduced to rubble.
She remembers the time because she was so upset she had to get up out of bed and sit for a while. It was 2:30 CST, the same time that I woke to find myself writing down that Santorini was crying.