Here is what stands out in this dream:
All the buildings in the city/town/villiage were made of stone and not very tall. Tall enough to walk into, but not like we live in today. I remember a female that was infatuated with me. (I am female, but I don't know if I was in the dream). There was a computer that was concious of itself and through the woman, it also became obsessed with me. Everywhere I went the computer conciousness was there on someones' computer through something similar to the internet, but it was centralized to this city/town/village. The ground on slightly shook and suddenly I found myself either floating in the air or I am a giant. I can see over the city/town/village and there is at first a cloud of smog or dust, then a loud rolling cloud of blackness is thundering down onto the village. I sense myself both down on the ground as my normal self & above the city. I sense death for myself and the others and there is no use trying to run....it's too late. India, New Delhi, Indonesia are the names that came to me as I was waking up from the dream.

I keep having dreams about Lions. This dream is from two nights ago.

I was home and looked out the picture window to the side yard and there was a huge angry lion there. Someone's little white dog was there and couldn't run away because it was tied up. I ran outside and rescued the little dog. As I was grabbing the white cotton rope that the dog was tied to and literally dragging it away from the lion I looked up because I heard a strange sound. There, strung between two trees, was a huge net. It went all the way up to the top of the tall trees. There was a cat up by the top, climbing on this rather open weave rope netting and a crow was attacking the cat. I thought, "There is nothing I can do to save the cat." I knew it was going to be killed by the crow.

I raced to the house with the little white dog and got inside. The lion was roaring mad. I got into the house but there was no door, just flimsy pieces of plywood stuck cross ways (4 feet high) - just thin plywood maybe 1/4 inch thick. I was trying to pull them into place and my mother came and tried to help me. I pushed her into the house and the lion charged the plywood "gate" made of plywood.

I shoved my hand out and pointed at him and yelled, "Stay!! Don't you DARE come in here!"

Its unreal that I have now had two very differnent yet similar dreams in that they both fortel disaster, the former about Volcanoes. This one has me as a prussian or eastern europeon soldier in Napoleons army. I have a prussian mustache, musket everything. It flashes from one skirmish to another almost like guerilla warfare is going on. I'm serving as a scout and skirmisher and doing a very good job finding and hunting for provisions as well as ambushing (frontier style) the enemy troops. I'm doing so well I get called to were Napoleon is. He's standing on a hill looking out over the horizan and greets me warmly for my good service and asks were me and the others like me aquired our skills, then images of Alaska and Washinton and Oregon of that time trapping and trailblazing flash through. He says keep up the good work as I stand shaking and in awe of such a great man. Then I wake up wondering what the hell!? minutes after the dream I also rembered something else. The weather throughout the dream was either cloudy or partly cloudy or overcast all the time and
I remember the sensation that the time in the dream matched exactly now: Oct 1st 2010when I had the dream, but in the dream it was Oct 1st 1812 during the infamous russian campaign that ended in disaster. Whats strange is that in the dream I had no sense of that coming disaster of the dreaded russian winter, but looking in Napoleons eyes and seeing his gaze I felt as if I too could conquer the world so filled with confidence and determination was his gaze and he instilled that same feeling in me. It was a very Powerful and strangley Ominous, looking back on the dream.

Another rare vivid dream again around 5:00am or so on 9/27/10, but this time about volcanoes and lava.
It stared with flashes or what seemed like random ariel photos of very old extinct volcanoesin various rocky desert regions. It then flashes to LosAngeles I think and a news broadcast or maybe a show on the discovery channel.
I cant tell for how long but extinct volcanoes started spewing lava all over the place. None of the eruptions were like Mt St.Helens but rather like the ones in Hawaii were the red hot goopy lava just oozes and burps up to the surfice. One name specifically I remember hearing in the dream was Mt Adams and maybe Mt Hood. I also had the image of an old extinct volcanoe out in the desert that sits next to a desert highway on the way to Arizona from California where you see lots of black rocks littering everywhere next to the highway. After that it has me and some other people seemingly running from place to place trying to escape the rising lava. And just when you think its safe you look outside and see the lave rising and you have to run again. I didnt feel scared, so much as I felt wonder and awe during the whole dream. In hindsight if felt as if the lava wasnt so much rising as the land was sinking or subsiding, Weird!

I had this dream two mornings prior. Have I been too occupied with the November tipping point?!
As I remember it...
... I was standing by the crew truck of the godfather of grunge musician as he was talking to his band about their show that night. I was in awe and felt nervous. I told him I was a big fan and would like to attend his show. We were in SLC as far as I could discern. It felt like my hometown. He said something to me a little perturbed and then I heard the classic bomb dropping whistle (think Looney Tunes here). Everybody started looking up to the sky. My heart pounded; I couldn't see it! I then started to move around to look for a place to take cover. I was in the open in the middle of a good size parking lot. I was scanning all the cars trying to decide which one to take cover under. I spotted a "lifted" ford truck, something I could actually fit under and was relatively heavy; meanwhile the whistling got louder as the bomb neared. Just as i started to head for the Ford I heard/felt the explosion in the distance. I saw a mushroom cloud develop over the tops of some buildings. It had hit a few miles off. I immediately started running in the opposite direction at full sprint. I ran to the adjoining street and looked right around the corner of the nearest building and saw some mounded snow on a small hill. There were people with kids playing in it absolutely unaware. As I ran toward it, I spotted a woman obviously digging a hole to hide in. I yelled out to her as I passed, smiling, "There's a smart woman!" I found a relatively thick spot and dug myself in to it.
As I lay buried in snow, I wondered if I sunk myself in deep enough to be protected from the blast that was coming and if I would have enough air.

This was part of another dream that was not significant. This part appeared as a news blurb on a tv:
The scene showed firefighters trying to enter a Hospital somewhere in L.A. The hospital had suffered a major amount of damage to the front. Several floors were exposed. The news casters were unshure if this was from an earthquake or somehting more sinister. The building was mostly a steel frame put had elements of white stuco and red brick.
In the dream I had caught this on a tv while dealing with an auto repair shop. In the back of my mind a terror atack kept creeping forward.

Much of this dream I do not remember. Here is what I do remember: I am on an Island city. I meet a woman, she looks like she works in a service type position. She is wearing a white button down shirt, black pants & her hair is brown & pulled back in a ponytail. As I meet her we move from being outside to a somewhat indoor office window and she is upset because she is not getting paid until after a time that was set forth in an agreement. The office window person is the, sort of, go between. Kind of likea Temp Service of Contractor ofServices. The woman behind the window is actressLaura San Giacomo but quickly changes to actor Matthew McConaughey. I speak to him on her behalf, telling him that he dropped the ball on this as she had made a request to be paid at this time and it was agreed upon. In my dream mind I can see the face of the man that she worked for and is to be paying her/the contractor later that day. The woman is supposed to meet with her ailing mother and this is why she made a request to be paid early. She is understandably upset. Again I make a plea to the window person. As I turn to speak with him I see a large piece of paper with numbers and lines. All the numbers begin with 0. The other numbers I remember are 2, 5, 7, 8, and 9. Not in that exact order. They are are a data processing type paper. The lines I spoke about are similar to a division symbol, but they have two straight verticle lines and one long horizontal line above the numbers. (&prod This symbol is the closest thing I could find to what I saw. This difference is the two verticle lines were not covered and thehorizontal line came right after the verticle lines and was longer to accomodate the numbers below. 002957 025897 and so on. All numbers were the same number of digits and all began with zero. That's all I remember.

Standing on an ocean-viewing platform, maybe +2' ASL and a 4' tidal wave breaks over the platform from one direction w/ a bridge (like San Francisco.) Then, another, bigger wave, maybe 16' ASL crest came from the other direction, as I coached the people there they could survive. Something like: "Jump in and swim away from the rocks (rip-rap). Hold your breath. Dive under it and come up towards the light. If it is too dark, come up w/ the bubbles. You must relax and come up slowly; surfers do this all the time...."

My husband and I were the only two passengers on a plane that made an emergengy water landing. As the plane came down, I thought we were over an ocean or very large lake e.g. Superior, but when we exited the plane and waded thru 2 ft of water, we could see that we were in heavily flooded farmland as far as the eye could see.We waded to a group of 12 or so people who were standing on a boardwalk huddled over a map - it was raining like mad. We , too,looked at the map to seehow we should proceed to get out of the flood zone. I suddenly realizedthat we were in SE Missouri and turned to my husband to say, "This is New Madrid!" He traced his finger along the NE edge of the state and said, "We can follow the border for110 miles, and that's what we have, $110. Just enough, a dollar per mile." I told him that wedidn't need to worry about money, that we had more in our account and could use an ATM along the way. There was no panic among the people on the boardwalk - more like problem-solving, and althoughin reality ATMs would probably not be available, thepoint seemed to be that money was notan issue and the focus was on "Where to next?" Thought it interesting that in this dream the terra activity at NewMadrid was H2O, rather than earth movement.

I'm standing outdoors near an automobile. There is a fine yellow dust falling from the sky blanketing everything. There is a layer about 1/2" thick on the car and driveway. It is in the grass, it's everywhere. I is soft and dry to the touch with no odor. It reminds me of the pollen from the pine trees in East Texas. It doesn't feel at all threatening.
Note: when I dream in color and vivid reality like this the dreams usually come true.
Like a sign, the next night I dream of a stingray and there is a confrontation with it. Someone gets stung and has to be taken back to the operations base for treatment.
The next morning I was out in the Louisiana marshes doing environmental work for the BP oil spill cleanup. Just as we were about to step from the boat to the shore a largish stingray swims to the top of the water and hovers for a few seconds and then returns to the bottom.
That was, to me, conformation that the yellow dream was significant. I just don't know how.