I'm not sure this is the right category, but I chose to put it here.
In my wakeful state I have moments of clarity and knowing, typically when I'm doing tasks by myself. I sort of go into a semi-trance like state. I would call them wakeful dream moments.
In one of them today, I was told this would be known as "the fall of the illusion". I was given permission to release the task of holding the energy of the ignorant on the planet. It is a relief, as it has taken it's toll on me. It gave me joy for a moment, but with that some sadness, as I realize that as the illusion dissappears and many many more souls here on earth finally see what they've been creating, it will cause them much sorrow and pain. Thankfully for them, as they begin to understand what they've allowed for so long, they will start to understand it is their responsibility to learn to become better creators and take responsibility for the future. No longer will they go blindly along with what they are being told. Many of us already have been doing this, but not enough mass consciousness had yet occurred. Once the illusion falls, it will not be long before things turn for the better. I've been holding the energy of hurt and sadness for humanity and Mother Earth for over 10 years, so I will gladly give up that burden.
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Somewhat of lucid dream on 9/19/10. The Big Ben Clock in England is attacked or similar calamity.

I was seeing a skyline like a black and white cartoon (made of wires?) and they were collapsing. I was trying to get to an empty field to avoid being hit by debris. Suddenly I was being shown an underground dusty old facility with a working telephone...looked like a very old payphone, but it worked. Then i woke up.

This dream happened to me last week, I dreamed that there was some kind of catastrophe in a nearby city, I could see that the interior of it was ruined in such a way that it was impossible to go downtown and for several miles into the suburbs.
My wife and I were driving in my pickup truck through fields getting supplies that we needed because the roads were blocked.
When we got back into town there was a woman begging for help from us, she offered herself but we gave her two pounds of flour and a handfull of raisons and wished her luck. There was also 2 men and one woman standing by the town bulletin board.
My wife asked me to see what they were doing because they were not from around here. I walked over and the one man and woman walked away nervously while one man stood there. I asked him what he was doing and he showed me the board. They were putting pictures of themselves up, one drivers licence, one work ID card and one photo that a guy had and little letters saying who they were and where they were staying. This struck me as odd because most people when doing a memorial board leave pictures of loved ones they have lost or are looking for. But these people were separated from there families and could not go back to find them.
It was the kind of situation that the dead far out numbered the living so space was only granted to those who survived.
Once I understood this I woke up.

A vast body of water. Anyone crossing it disappears. The a man's voice states: It's a ship, and it pulls everyone under.
Connected to this somehow, or just proceeding it, a male announcer states: Eat only what is in cans.

In my dream, there was always a dormant volcano in my town (there is not in my waking life). It began smoking. A lot of thick, dark smoke. I was in my office at work. There was a skylight overhead from which I could see the volcano smoking. I was talking with someone. I looked up and suddenly noticed that the cone had built up quickly and it seemed that it was looming directly overhead. Falling rocks suddenly hit the skylight but did not break it. I went outside and rocks being ejected from the volcano were falling everywhere, doing damage. Buildings would protect people for a while but if you were hit directly you would surely be seriously injured. The sky was dark and getting darker north and south of the volcano, like it was producing a dark thunderstorm.

I received a message from a volunteer at another work site, closer to the volcano. The note said they had to close. I showed it to my boss, saying we should close for the day, just to be safe. He reluctanly agreed. As I was leaving the area, I noticed that the skies were clearing and a check stop of soldiers was packing up to leave. The terain had become dusty and dry, like a mountainous but competely dry desert area.

I was standing in the middle of a roadway. It was a long straight road with no obstructions (like trees or buildings) on either side of the road. It was dark, so I really couldn't tell if the road was bounded by empty fields or desert, but I could see for a very long distance. The moon was fairly bright but not full because there was enough light to see but not exactly make out features of the land.

In the distance I saw a double conical shaped ship -- very shiny and brightly lit -- this may have even been the light source. It looked like it was made of chrome sections and then the in-between sections were where the lights were -- sort of like windows to the inside of the ship. It was clearly huge because I was quite a distance from it but could see it clearly.

Suddenly it started to open -- the sections began to separate and it grew quite tall with sections starting to swing outward from the ship as if they were on some kind of hinge. A violet light emanated from the top and bottom of the ship.

Quite suddenly it seemed an extension of one of the chrome sections came toward me sort of fluidly, and placed a very small domed shaped ship (about the size of a dinner plate) in front of me. It separated to a point where I could see inside.

Inside the tiny ship was a chrome sphere, that said "Hi! How ya doin'?" in a very cheerful, chipper voice. I said "Fine." Which, strangely was true. I wasn't afraid, just sort of awed by the violet light that now seemed to be everywhere.

The cheerful voice said, "You wanna know more?" I said "sure" and I felt myself hurtling toward the huge ship. --end of dream--

I just joined this site a short time ago and started entering my various dreams. Then I started reading other peoplesd dreams a few days ago. I read the 6/21/10 UFO dream of Marcus and responded to it. In Marcus' dream he states a CNN newscaster talks about UFO's. When I was done I went to my hotmail and opened the first e-mail from my best fried, Mary. She said, "I can't believe CNN just announced, "Are UFO's Deactivating Our Nuclear Weapons?" When I read this all I could do was sit back, smile and say, WOW! Of course I had tell Marcus and the rest of you. I mean, I can't even ask the question, What does this mean?

So-called real: I dropped some friends off and drove home. It was 9:30pm. I pulled in the driveway and got out of the car. I felt something funny and looked up for some reason. Approaching overhead and very very close to the ground was a long cylindrical metal object, absolutely silent, surrounded in fog with soft colored lights blinking. I just watched it go by, so silent, slowly cruising, not even air movement. I got very excited and ran into the house, looked up the associated press and called them. I told them what I had just witnessed and the guy on the other end was excited, "We were getting calls from New MExico about this! It seems to be moving SW to NE!" I was in Lincoln, Nebraska. He took my name and address and hng up (my name was in the paper the next day as one of the callers). That night I dreamed of people but I knew somehow they weren't human. They looked human but had an energy about them that was different; still, direct, intense. A blond woman looked at me and it was the eyes, something more was in them, direct, observing. She was beautiful and totally human looking but nit human. Then ayounger woman came and stood before me. She looked very much like the older woman but funkier in a retro/goth way. She stood in front of me and without words said, Show yourself. I felt extremely shy and looked away from her. Show yourself, she "said" again. And I looked at her, knowing I was just like her but had forgotten. Energy shot out of her eyes into mine and I felt painlessly electrocuted. Istood my grounduntil it was over.

Something is happening, not so much physically, but vibrationally < I don't know if that is correct. The veil seems to be tearing somehow. There are syrupy moments, fast and frantic keystone cop periods like after work today. I was almost hit 4 different times and there were accidents everywhere around me. My best friend was in the car with me and said, "Jesus, if we make it home in one piece..." It was just nuts - the energy was frantic, schizoid, angry. A few days ago I was walking to the library at lunch and was thinking about things/issues when I decided I simply think too much. There is simply no disecting or analyzing all the strange energy happening lately. I consciously allowed the troubling thoughts to rise to my crown and let them go. Instantly I felt powerful, centered, sort of out of body, other.
Years ago I used to read this newletter called On Eagles Wings or something like that. This Canadian guy who was into writing about everything that is happening now said something once I'll never forget, and it was resonating in my mind as I continued walking. We have to be like a cat that always lands on it's feet; awake, intuitively aware and flexible. Which my mind, loving to segue,swung toan I Ching verse. Everything that is ridge will break. Everything that is hard will crumble. Only what is soft, flexible and flowing survives.