I only remember the tail end of the dream, right before I woke up this morning. I was with a group of people in an industrial-feeling building somewhere near St. Louis, Missouri. It was nighttime, I remember the ambience of streetlights and farther off city lights. There was an air of panic, and people were running outside of the building toward a pedestrian bridge. I distinctly remember someone saying that we would never get across in time. I remember looking at the entry of the bridge and seeing the arch on the right hand side of the distance. It was full of people running up the incline, and then it exploded without warning. Those of us still on land turned away, and I had a flash of something similar happening elsewhere. The next image was a bridge blowing up, with smaller explosions starting at each end and working toward the center. Something was mentioned about Grenwich. Not sure where, but the bridge looked similar in style to the Brooklyn Bridge.
Unfortunately, that's when I woke up.

I always dream in color
Was in a very luxurious hotel somewhere in Northern Europe, looked out window to see a small airliner flying upside down, it wasfilled w/ passengers (men and women) dressed in traditional Islamic clothing representing many countries.I ran from my room, down a hall &into the packed dinning room of the hotel. The dining roomencompassed an entire floor of the building and all the walls were floor to ceiling windows. The plane was circling, still upside down, with the wing tips about 10 feetfrom the glass. The plane circled several times making perfect (physically impossible) turns at every corner, then righted itself. No person in the dining room other than myself noticed the plane. I began screaming for my long deceased Grandmother, a waiter began to lead me out and i woke up.

I dreamed of the French general strike protesting the changes Sarkozy is attempting to put into place to make the public pay the costs of the excesses of the French Banksters.
The image was one of thousands of people in a large open town square, a mass of humanity in anger. Super-imposed over the people were "V" shaped space vehicles (man-made) like those seen in night vision goggles. The "V"s were like cursors on a video screen pointing to people or groups or somehow attempting to affect their behavior or level of anger - as in diffusing it or surpressing it. It was like I was looking down upon it all from outside the earth.
Then a warning panel came up, kind of like a cigarette cancer healthwarning, in that same kind of font with the box around it, the words were "Sarkozy is the opposite of Edith Pilaf to the French people". Then I got the sense of this being the death of the French national motto, "Liberty, Equality, Fraternity".

.....(it wasn'tObama). Last night, 2am, a Man in Charge (PTB?) gave his orders. The tone was abrupt, final and indicated enough is enough. This is some of it. "It's all over.....(as an example of ridiculousness and not my personal feeling &gt Don't ask, don'ttell is finished........It's over it's over it's over. Operation______ ______begins.....in 45 seconds." It just occurred to me, that is less than one minute to midnight.

I was dissecting a monkey along with other people I didn't know. We started eating the inners of this monkey when all of a sudden there was a white, sticky substance. Someone commented on what it was and we all ran from it. I don't know why we were doing any of this or what the substance was; but it was dangerous and deadly. I was so frightened I woke.

I keep my journal right next to my bed but usually can't wake up to write them down - like last night. Very bizarre dreams about the Republican party in a northern state. There was a big rally but it felt strange, warped, convoluted somehow (not just because I'm not a Republican). At any rate it was huge but there was something dark rumbling beneath the surface and it involved a Cindy Evans. Cindy Evans Cindy Evans Cindy Evans was like a vibrational chant in the auditorium and it made some of the party very tense. I didn't write it down and an intense day at work didn't erase it. Just weird.

My dream occurred on Friday night(15th of OCtober), My family and I were out in Jamaica, (haven't been there ever), and my kids and husband and I were on the beach. I was looking out over the water amazed at how clear and blue it was so I wanted to go out and frolic in the water and see some wildlife..(minus the sharks lol). So i walk out there and the water was up to my knees and the water suddenly went further out, so I walked farther into the ocean, but the water kept going further out. I saw like 3 or 4 sandbars out there, and I thought, "What the hell is going on?"
As a child, I was that kid that had no fear of the ocean and would go so far out folks were hollering at me from the shoreline to come back in. I am 33 now and I have a healthy fear of the ocean. WHen its murky I don't go in, when the rip current is super strong, I stay out, Pretty common sense stuff. I typically do not want to go into the ocean past my knees.

10/13/2010 In my dream I heard the stupid song Black holed sun over and over, which I hate and would never listen to. It is dry outside, the grass is brown and the trees are dry. the sun looks like a black hole in the sky, and I think to myself, of all the stupid songs to be perceptive of this, why that one? there are no birds flying, which feels weird enough for me to notice. Night falls, the moon is huge and red and I am not surprised to see that it is. CCR's bad moon on the rise is now the song in my head, and I am again surprised at the lack of something, this time, crickets, frogs, the normal night sounds. I am also freezing cold, desparate to get back inside, and very afraid of something predatory out in the dark. I am wistful of spring life and fall beauty, and I go inside. I tell storys to my children of the days when we had mild weather and they listen, trying to remember.

I had this dream in the summer of 2009 and several times since. my children and I were in a cabin on stilts nestled away somewhere remote, mid country, should have been safe. Torrential rain. Sounds like screams filled my ears, but couldn"t tell from where. Black water rose up to our cabin. It stunk. I grabbed my 3 children and held them tightly. Realizing that the water was rising fast and that we would be trapped and drown in the cabin, I took them outside. The water swirled into the cove. We were whipped violently around. I held then, screamed over the shrieking to not swallow any of the water.I thought I couldn"t hold on to my littlest one, everything stops suddenly. Water quickly drains. I carried them through the muck and leftover water to the cabin"s porch. I got them on the porch and retrieved a pair of boots that had been in a bag, they were still dry. I walked back out into the now ankle deep water, it was thick as mud but it was just water. couldn't see through it. I gathered wood from higher limbs, counting cans of food. holding onto my kids so they won't touch the leftover water, then water passes completely, and the grass is very very green where it had been. The only evidence of the flood was that all of the plants were laid down. The sky stayed dark gray the whole time.

I am in a large east coast city (New York or Boston, from Missouri so hard to tell) and walking amongst hundreds of pedestrians. Everyone is bent down trying to get to where they want to be. All at once, the group is stopped. It is like a traffic jam. Piles ups, people are cussing.
In front of the crowd is a large sort of scaffolding. Reddish orange, metal, rectangular, and completely blocking the sidewalk and even the road. All in the group are complaining that they were not notified this would be going on. No one understands why this is here.
I look up, and see that above the city buildings, the scaffolding extends itself, stretching out over what must be about 5 city blocks, and comes down again. Somehow I can tell that people over there are also stuck. What no one else around me sees is this extension, or the fact that it very clearly is coming from an alien ship, parked right above us.
I hear screams of panic from the unseen group. I cannot understand why the group I am with is not panicking.
Date of dream: 10/11/2010
(may I add to this that I have never concerned myself with ufo"s?)
I am in a large east coast city: water/ocean to the east of the city. (New York or Boston, from Missouri so hard to tell) and walking amongst hundreds of pedestrians. Everyone is bent down trying to get to where they want to be.
All at once, the group is stopped. It is like a traffic jam. Piles ups, people are cussing.
In front of the crowd is a large sort of scaffolding. Reddish orange, metal, rectangular, and completely blocking the sidewalk and even the road.
All in the group are complaining that they were not notified this would be going on.
No one understands why this is here.
I look up, and see that above the city buildings, the scaffolding extends itself, stretching out over what must be about 5 city blocks, and comes down again.
Somehow I can tell that people over there are also stuck.
What no one else around me sees is this extension, or the fact that it very clearly is coming from an alien ship, parked right above us.
I hear screams of panic from the unseen group. I cannot understand why the group I am with is not panicking.Date of dream: 10/11/2010(may I add to this that I have never concerned myself with ufo"s?)