I dreamed from a 3rd person perspective that someone had planted a bunch of crops on someone else's land, and the landowners found out about it, and fenced off the crops and started harvesting the crops for themselves.

For some reason, I thought the fencing off part was not quite ethical for some dream reason that I can't recall in this state.

There is a building in a part of Los Angeles that is particularly iconic for a religious sect I was once a part of 13 years ago. The building was sold off in the early 2000s, but still carries a symbolism for the followers of that belief system as it was the brain child of the founder.
The building itself is a neo-classical building of white quartz embedded concrete pillars with walls veneered in black granite. The building itself is set inside a large moat with elegant grey concrete walkways over the moat. It is very extravagantly decorated inside. Lots of rosewood and Iranian rose onyx.
I found myself outside this building and I could hear one of the leaders of the half dozen or so splinter sects that spun off in the mid 1990s speaking from the stage. This man is quite known for his loud speaking voice and his obsession with human sexuality in its myriad forms and his sermons are usually about sex. In short a highly repressed individual.
As I am listening a man comes up, who I take to be an angel in human form (no wings or anything like that). The granite sides of the building start to swing open like large 50 foot door sections and I can see inside the building and see church people watching the speaker. I ask the man who is standing there "what is going on with the building? Why is it opening up?" He replies to me "I am going to air out this place - its full of compassionless liars, thieves and deviants".
I understood the man's reply about (airing out the place) to be not so much the well meaning membership, but the screwy leaders they look up to. I have not had one of these kind of dreams about that organization since 1995, but of those I had back then they all happened.

In my dream were troops coming back from either Afghanistan or Iraq. There was a dispute ongoing between the soldiers and their commanders about letting them keep their sat-radios which were connected to something called Terra-Dactyl (tera-dactile? - it was not the spelling of the dinosaur bird) which was some kind of Satellite based troop communication system.
The essense of the dispute was the soldiers wanted to keep their radios so they could listen in on their buddies still in the war. The soldiers had developed a group consciousness with this radio system, much like what happens in Facebook or on the Web. The scene i saw was them using it to radio in just before they had to enter a fortified village - it was their way of letting everyone know they were now entering a danger zone and to prepare others in case they needed reinforcements. It gave the troop units unusual cohesiveness given the real time nature of the communications. The problem seemed to be when the military brass insisted the turn back in their radios after leaving deployment, which was done for reasons of lessening post traumatic stress syndrome - or so they said. The troops were furious at being denied access radio signals of the men they lived and fought with.
I have never been in the military, and I have no idea of such a system exists in real life.

I lost my grandmother 5 yrs. ago this month. She is missed terribly. I had a very vivid dream that she came to my bed and woke me up (I'm actually not sure if I was dreaming, or if this really happened). I was so happy to see her and told her how beautiful she looked. She looked the same (she was 89 when she died), but did not look old and was just radiant and almost shiney. She told me that she wanted me to come with her because she wanted to show heaven to me. I went and all of a sudden, we were in this wonderfully beautiful place. There were trees everywhere and a stream running very swiftly. I noticed that the water was so clear that I could see to the bottom of it. I remarked to her that it smelled wonderful there. She smiled. Then I saw a road, this appeared to be a rural setting. I looked at it and said, "Oh my God, the streets really are gold!" She said, "Yes, they are". The streets were so very shiney that they looked as if they were made of glass. I was amazed that they really were gold. She took my hand and said that we needed to hurry, she wanted to show me something. When she took my hand, I noticed that her hands were beautiful. My grandmother had rheumatoid arthritis and her fingers were turned very badly. In the dream her hands were perfect. I said to her, "Your hands are normal. They look beautiful!" She just giggled. We walked for a few minutes and off in the distance was a huge tree. Nothing else, just the tree. It was so beautiful. All white. All the leaves were so white that it looked like snow. As we got closer we stopped and she said, "Look". I looked at the tree and all of a sudden, the leaves started falling off and flying. I was in total awe that the "leaves" were actually doves. Millions of them. They all took off flying at the same time. Beautiful. I said, "So beautiful". My grandmother said, "I knew you would love that". That was all there was to it. I woke up and was so very peaceful and felt so happy to have been where we were and to have seen my grandmother again.

I am sleeping and feel the urge to wander. first I get up and go get a cup of coffee then look outside. in the distance I see a foggy mist Rolling in. everything is still.. quiet so quiet where are the stars. I don't see the stars in the sky just dark. Is it cloudy and the mist rolls on coming closer.Thoughts of the ancients and the campfire visits of deamons and dragons come to mind the night is so dark. Morning comes and what is wrong the sun coming up in the south east instead of the east. why does everything seem different what a crazy dream this is to go and turn on the tv only to find there isn't any power.
People all wandering into the streets to look at the morning sunrise all questioning the same thing. why the change what was going on. Then I wake up only to realize the dream of a dream was s dream.

December 8, 2010
DREAM: I was standing in a parking lot of a hall and next to a hill with other people with whom I did not know. Suddenly we heard a loud sound and everyone was like "what was that"? I said let"s get to the top of the hill and check it out. We as a group headed to the top of the hill. Upon reaching the top in the distance I could see the silhouette of the U.S. Capital and the Washington monument. Beyond these DC structures I could see a large mushroom cloud as in the era of the atomic bomb era and it was continuing skyward. As we observed what was occurring before us another flash happen this time well beyond the first explosion.
As we stood there we observed a large low level dust cloud racing towards us. I knew it was the blast wave racing towards us and ordered everyone to the bottom of the hill and into the ditch at the bottom. As we headed down I told them not to get behind anything starting with A, like a tree, a car, a truck, a building, etc. Someone said "a ditch" and I replied "no, the ditch". The blast wave reached us and the hill deflected the blast wave skyward away from us.
After this we reported to a building which resembled a church and people within the community where bringing in food stores. It appeared to me as if they were setting up a community kitchen to feed everyone. Four of us boarded my pickup truck and went on armed patrol. The three others that where with me either had military or civil service experience. Somehow I knew their experience but did not recognize them as someone I currently know. During our patrol we saw people on the street with whom seemed to be friendly and we asked them if they had seen anything suspicious and none had. We then told them if they do to report it immediately. During this dream I also had a sense that all government run law enforcement was absent and that we as a community had to provide this service in order to sustain existence.

My dream is like most of my dreams. some complex some not so complex.. this one seems to go with most of the ones I have been having lately. the money grabbers of the past who have put all their dreams in a peice of paper have lost all through stock market crash. There is great calamity where power, water and sewer are gone. I am standing with kids sitting around showing them how to build solar cookers and solar panels, the building buildings out of mud and sand. always teaching showing the ways to grow and build from the earth. I bet I have built a thousand buildings in my dreams. I learned how to build the other stuff just because it has the feeling of entence

Times had gotten hard.. jobs seemed to disolve into nothingness people were confused.. the days seemed to be a conglomerate of mixed emotions and discontent and changing weather patterns. floods and earth quakes were a normal part of the news..along with forest fires.. a blinding rainbow from the north seemed to change the moon to a beautiful pink color and all power stoped.. peoples homes burst into flames clamity,,pestilance bugs eathing the leaves off of the very trees that were there to shade you.. what once was cold now hot.. water scarce.. people walking their lips chapped.begging for food for their children.. what once was lush green now desert.
A solar flare had hit sparking the depths of the earth to spew lava. power gone,

the day was quiet.. a hush came over the world..Birds swarmed and flew nervously through the air like they were running away from something. bugs were flying nervously heading south like something was chasing them.. The earth rumbled beneath my feet as I stood on the patio looking at all the commotion going on in the sky.clouds seemed to come up from no where..a great wind swept knocking me to my knees.. a great commotion from all sides..bitter cold seemed to come from nowhere.

I had this dream just before waking and it was extremely real- not dreamlike at all. I had been at a house with a couple of family members. After sorting through some stuff we all left in different cars. I pulled up to a red light at a three way stop. The roads were two lane and there was a lot of traffic. Directly in front of me past the light was a house with a big front yard. A semi truck pulled up next to me. While we were waiting for the light to change a bulldozer (or maybe a military tank) came up and blocked the intersection. A man in uniform got out with a gun and started ordering people to get out of their vehicles. They told us to put our arms crossed against our chests and then I was herded across the street into the yard of the house. There were two men in civilian clothes in front of the house to block people in. I thought about running but didn't because I was afraid of being shot or caught. I turned and saw that all of the vehicles on the road were gone and there was a huge crowd of people. I realized I was alone and I started to call out for the family that I knew had been behind me in their cars. With tears in my eyes, I turned to the man guarding us and said, "I am not ready to go to a FEMA camp". Then I woke up.