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?)

Oct. 15, 2010 - I dreamed I was in a house I've never seen before. I walked to the window and looked at the sun which was huge and violent looking. The color was fiery red and the whole thing seemed to be seething. There were several very large black spots with flames around the edges. It looked like it was being affected from the inside, almost as if it were dissolving from the inside out, while expanding at the same time. I knew in my soul we had reached a critical point and what would happen next, nobody on earth knew.
I walked back to my comfortable chair, put my feet on the footstool and picked up my coffee to drink it. In the dream I had the feeling that I was totally okay with whatever happened. I had an inner sense that the sun had expanded to incredible proportions. Immediately, I felt my body stretching into an impossibly long shape and being sucked into a vortex, feet first. It was painless even though I could feel physical sensations.
My consciousness shifted ...no, it was more than that. My whole reality shifted. I was suddenly a different person in a different dimesion. My soul was in this new body and it felt perfectly okay. This new reality felt as natural as the old one, but it wasn't the old one, however, everything was familiar including the personality I now was.
The new me was standing in the kitchen drying dishes. I felt a shiver and thought, "What a weird feeling I just had." For a second, the old reality and the old me was a vague kind of memory. It faded quickly so I went back to drying the dishes and began to live my life in the new reality, without even knowing anything had changed. -
I don't know a whole lot about CERN but I've heard they're doing an experiment on Nov. 9th that could have horiffic results. By the way, I am unsure if it means anything but my birthday is on Nov. 9th.

I went on a 10 day fast a couple weeks ago and had some very vivid dreams. One of the dreams that I had on October 2, 2010 started with a bar scene - I was talking to a bunch of friends at a bar over drinks about the election and who was voting for who. I remember adding into the conversationthat the terror alert that was announced earlier was a fake and how the media reports that kind thing justto keep us in fear.
Right after the election dream I was all of the sudden in the house of a woman I used to babysit for when I was a teenager in Seattle, although in my dream it was clearly my house. There wasn't really a break in between the two dreams - the election dream flowed right into this one - anyhow there was ahurricane going on. There was a gas station right outside of the driveway of the house I was inand everybody that was there was runninginto my garage to getout of the way of the storm.I was trying to keep my garage door from flippingopenfrom the wind. I wasn't freaked out and the people didn't bother me - it was more of a feeling of "let's just get out of the way and protect ourselves".
Although the hurricane dream seemed"real" I'm not sure if it was a metaphor or not. Maybe there won't actually be a real "hurricane" after the election but instead just total chaos. Only time will tell - it will be interesting to see how it plays out!

I was in obscure military compound. I was an MP, it was night time, I was guarding something (not sure what it was)

Well the base gets attacked my other American forces (seemed to me like black ops) they start shooting everyone. I my self get shot in the back, but sense I was wearing a flak jacket I survive. The shooter comes to me turns me around and shots me in the chest. I pass out then I wake up, (its day time) and all I see around me are dead military forces. I stand up and sneak out the compound with a few other survivors. We all get in a car and ram the outer gate to get out of the compound, This is where paranoia kicks in (I thought all those in the car where with the black ops) so I jump out the car while it is still moving. Then I accidentally meet a former superior enlisted military member I know (in real life). I tell him what is happening but he refuses to listen to the whole story of what happened. I walk with him to the compound and that where it skips to where we are in a car with him. Am driving and I start coughing out glass shards.

(I wake up and my throat hurts a lot.)

I was driving on a highway that led to a soaring bridge (like Portland's overpasses over the river). As I was crossing, I came across 3 dead bodies in the road, 2 fairly close together-- one to my far left, and the other almost in front of me to my slight left and the third body to the right. Inearly ran over the body in the middle, but-- just barely in the nick of time, I was able to carefully steer around and in between the middle body and the one to the right and was astonished and worried about dead bodies being left in the road like that. All 3 dead bodies looked like they had just fallen and died face-down. I couldn't believe no one was doing anything about these bodies. No official response at all. I drove down the other side of the overpass bridge, and it leveled out into a road. As I drove on, that road split into the same configuration the bodies had fallen into earlier. 2 roads split off slightly to my left while a 3rd went slightly to my right. I slowed down and took notice because I didn't want to take the wrong road. But Icouldn't stop so decisions had to be made swiftly.The far left road split off into a crime-ridden tenement neighborhood of very poor people. Blank faces stared from dirty windows of crowded buildings. I seemed to have safely steered past that turn off, though, and felt some real relief. I knew that once you drove into that place, you'd be trapped. Anyone driving in does not drive out again.The middle road to my slight left Istarted to go down, but then realized it seemed to go up but actually ended. If Ikept going along that road, I'd crash and die for sure. There was no warning of impending death on that middle road, but I happened to be alert for something to be wrong, and so avoided my certain doom.I pulled over to my right just in time to go down the third (and last choice!) road that veered off slightly to the right. It seemed the safest since it didn't end right away in an obviously bad place. But soon Isaw emergency vehicles up ahead, 2 more dead bodies (also on each side of the road, also face down) and all the cars stopped or backed up. In addition, the road itself went from paved to gravel. I found myself mired in a roadblock/traffic jam and there was no way to avoid the disaster right in front of me as opposed to the bad endings on the other 2 roads. The last thing Isaid was, "Oh SH*T!" just before Iawoke.

I have had a re-occuring dream now for two years. I've had it approximately 4-6 times.
In the dream I am in my town and I can see that a huge field has been opened up between the airport and my house. The airport is taken over by an invading army. There are bright lights, tanks, helicopters, bomber planes, and a massive amount of military that are marching in my direction. From where I stand everything is lit up brighter than day where the army originates. It is moving in our direction and bombs are dropping and people are evacuating ahead of the army. Where the army is not is many long lines of people walking silently in the dark with great fear on their faces.
At my house (which is one that I do not recognize in real life) it is dark and candlelit. Inside it is full of people who are all calmly praying and singing. For the most part the people in the house are children. We all know we are going to die but we are not afraid and we are praying for those on the road staying ahead of the army. I'm at the door beckoning the travelers to come in and not be afraid because the bombs are missing our house and it is safe in there. Very few come into the house. But those who do feel peace and begin praying for the fearful on the road.