11/1/2010
Was outside a semi-outdoor restaurant with two levels of seating outdoors. It seemed to be overlooking a body of water and was closed, about to open for the day. Just before the opening, I walked in the back door, up some stairs and found myself on the upper level, which had an area that was open to the lower level. I wanted to reserve a four seat booth on the lower level by putting something there to indicate that the booth was taken as the opening customers entered. So from the upper level, I lowered my backpack down over the railing, down into the the chosen booth. When I went around to the front door and entered, I could not find the booth or my backpack. Decided to go back out and retrace my steps though the back door. This time, there were two strips of wide red tape across the top of the stairway indicating "no entry". Not to be denied, I went between the tape and walked through an area that looked like the restaurant's business office, walking by two people, one of which was a friendly lady who let me pass through. I found the booth and the backpack.

10/31/2010
Was in a bustling public building. Noticed that the ceiling had exposed support beams painted in an uneven shade of off-white. The workmanship seemed shoddy, as the beams were not cut cleanly or evenly. On the ceiling material between the beams, there were large nail heads popping out in a grid-like fashion. At first I lamented about how far downhill craftsmanship and pride in a job well-done has gone. But after looking more closely at the nail pops and noticing how uniform they were, in both distance from each other and how far out they popped, I wondered if it hadn"t been done that way by design.

Driving through an area undergoing development that is suppose to be like the New York of the South, only, no progress has been made in the development. Rising from the street level, here and there, are half-built shells of unusually shaped office buildings, high rises, apartments, skyscrapers and now they appear as abandoned constructions. Not a soul to be seen in the area… the half-builts are scattered all over the place, shells, half-completed, and vacant. The impression is that this was a big, bad idea that got out of control. Much money was spent and nothing came of it.

I was driving a very small car with either my family or other group of people somehow crammed in there. I remember trying to back out of a parking place in a mid size flat parking lot in the winter, kinda icey. Anyway, I put the car into R slowly and start backing up when somehow it slides backwards pretty quickly all the way to the other side of the lot and slams into a parked car. It was as if the wind just tossed it over by itself. We were all alarmed naturally and wondering why it happened somehow, and what the consequences would be. Nothing happened. An officer came by, and asked if everything was ok and that we should be on our way, like the whole thing never even happened.

I have had 2 dreams in the past month where I have to go back to elementary school. In the more vivid one (around the last full moon), I was back in my elementary school from childhood. It had been mandated by the federal government that everyone had to go back for adult education classes to "start over" because the education system had failed us. After entering the building, I noticed the principal's office had been turned into a store, and instant coffee was being sold for $8.50 a cup. I knew it was a rip-off, but bought a cup anyhow. Walking down the hall, I realized I had forgotten my schedule and brown-bagged lunch in my car and had no idea where I was supposed to report for 1st hour. I decided to run to my car to get it. I was anxious about being "tardy" to class on the first day, and had a general feeling was of unpreparedness. There had been a huge parking structure erected across the street from the school. I'm running between floors, and can't find my car anywhere. After finally finding my car, I see the line to get back into the school was growing. Hundreds of people were lined up down the sidewalk. I also couldn't figure out how to get back down. I ended up having to take a shaky, rusty scaffolding/ladder and had to climb down backwards. /dream.

I live in Camp Verde, AZ, just south of Sedona. I live on the river, but certainly not in the place this dream occured.

In this dream I am packing my clothes in a hotel. A friend comes in a bit of panic and tells me there's government helicopters and planes coming after citizens and killing them. I meet a woman who was quite attractive who wanted to go out with me. As I talk to her her face changes, like its having trouble holding consistency of being, one moment her mouth looks like something out of the movie The Living Dead, I can see teeth and jaw bone, the next moment she looks fine. Its like parts of her body are no longer in phase with this reality. My friend is horrified and terrorified and leaves, he says "its happening to everyone leave before it happens to you!" but this woman is very kind and not a monster but I don't understand what is going on with her body - like its in transition to a differnet quantum state or something but not yet completely transitioned. I decide to trust her, she tells me to follow she has something to show me.

We elude various troopers now on the ground and its very cloudy and gloomy outside. L.A. seems to be in martial law but its kind of keystone cops martial law, its half hearted and far too few troops. And like with the high patrol, Californians know that if the cop stops someone else it means they can't stop you, so nobody is obey the troops. We are near some Freeway in Los Angeles, I can tell its Los Angeles because of how tight the radius is on the on and off ramps. I look up in the sky and there is this unusual chemtrail that has been laid down in the sky like a straight highway of cotton, and its somehow been put into some kind of energetic plasma state where its very state changes things optically, it seems to be a cloaking chemtrail and it seems to camoflage very well huge quantites of military planes and helicopters who are going back and forth from somewhere not near to me.
All of the aircraft seem to have sound canceling systems on them so that they are nearly silent. This is an aircraft armada unlike anything since WWII. But the chemtrail is not 100%, if you look at it closely you can seen the aircraft flying above it but its as such that if you are not one who looks at the sky regularly that you might miss it. I find myself deeply disturbed to see what I had taken to be wild conspiracy theory to be now happening - a goverment gone insane attacking its own citizens. Then I find myself starting to res-in and res-out, and I start see that living dead look to me, but it doesn't hurt, and I seem to know that its just a quirk of whatever process is going on and I am glad I did not abandon this woman and he friends because of needless fears of the moment.
This dream is similar in many ways to a dream I had maybe 10 years ago about military spacecraft (non-saucer) that were above earth. I later saw that same design of space ship show up on the TV show Stargate as man's first use of faster than light travel. The sky in this dream was so similar to that dream that when I woke up I remembered the prior dream from many years ago. In that dream there was an armada of space ships - somehow how these two dreams are connected but I am not sure how or why.

I apologize that this dream is of a sexual nature. I will do my best to keep it PG.
I am in my room, I have fallen asleep. I wake is a metallic type room with two females of some other type of species. Whether hybrid or natural life from somewhere...I am not certain. I feel my sex drive is hightened, but not for them, from them. I am to teach them human sex. One of the females is made of a liquid. She can, like in movies, take form or become liquid. The other female is, I am guessing, a vapor. Also, she can take form or become like an almost invisible cloud. I seem to be able to move through space & material at will. I feel I am searching for a male that meets my genetic requirements. There is one that I find, but he is military & he is in a facility many miles below a mountain. (No, I do not know where this is)The three of us move through the mountain & dirt as though we are flying through it. I can see the rock & dirt as we move through it & I am fascinated. We stop in a medium sized military type room. The room is his alone, not shared by others military men. So, not sure if heis of a higher rank than the others or placed there for us. I have the sense that the PTB knew we were coming. There arecamera set up around the room. I know that we can not be seen in normal video, but possibly in heat sensors. He is asleep & he is gorgeous. He looks as though he fell asleep while on a computer. He is unaware of our existance or that we were coming. We find him in achair semi-reclined & he has no shirt on. Perfect form & muscle tone. He is perfect. The other females us my human form to feel & experience a sexual encounter with a human male.I have almost a multiple personality type feeling with them as though they are both part of me & seperate from me. I can see them beside me as I describe what I am doing & can also feel that they are experiencing what I am experiencing. A part of them is attached to me, while other parts are seperate & learning. He is not completely aware of what we are doing. His body reacts, but he is not completely concious. When we sense THEM coming we are instantly gone & I awake in my bed as normal.
I don't normally have alot of sexual type dreams & on like this one was completely different from the type of dreams I have of any sort. Almost realistic, than dream like.

Lincoln, NE 10/29 9pmish. after a stressful week at work, had dinner with best friend then sat down to watch Jesse Ventura. I fell asleep and dreamed I felt the earth rumbling. It went on for several minutes as I lay there wondering if I was actually dreaming or awake. I felt a swaying motion as well andsaid, "The earth is rumbling, Mary. I've never felt this in your place before." She asked me if the earth was rumbling right now. I said yes. I walked home one block at 10pm and went into the kitchen to get my supplements, aspirin, etc, out of the kitchen cabinet. When I opened the cabinet I immediately knew something was wrong. I line the outer edges of this cabinet with my supplements, etc, in a certain orderleaving the center of the shelf free. Every bottle had shifted toward the center and forward. I called Mary and asked her if she had been over during the day (we have keys to each other's places and will sometimes "borrow" a can of cat food, TP, coffee). She hadn't been over. I felt a chill inside and a little spooked. How had these items moved? I checked the other cabinets with heavier items (canned goods) and they did seem slightly disordered. Checked the USGS site for small quakes nearby but nothing.

Lincoln, NE,10/29, 6am just before waking up: the face of a sweet, kind of goofy looking guy, 35 to 40 w/ messy sandy, thinning hair, looks poor appeared in my dream. He looked like he could be homeless. He was grinning (goofy), and just as I was thinking, who is this guy?, I instantly saw a road running along a canal or river with a bridge and next to the road were fairly nice, reddish brick, 3 to 4 story apt bldgs sitting sideways to this road. A dark Audi, Saab, Mercedes-like car (don't know cars - just that it was an upper end car) was travelling up the road towards the bridge when it went into the canal/river (more like a canal)alongside the bldgs. Before it sank someone slipped out of the car and disappeared. I was "told" this was Terry Britton (Britain?), and I knew this was now the goofy, grinning guy with a new identity. He didn't die. It was meant to appear that he did. Also, it must be in the states because he was driving on our side of the road which was the side right next to the canal. Woke up, googled Terry Britton. The only interesting peron I found was a bioengineer on Twitter hooked in with other bioengineers; bioengineerPE/atexasattitude, bioengineerPE/prayer,bioengineerPE/cambodia, etc. This was a very detailed and strange dream. Not sure of the last name spelling.