Dreamed 7/8/2010 about 6:30 AM

This was a vivid dream, no more than a second or so. I was in a space station, looking at the emblem stenciled on the nose of a battered spaceship in dock that apparently belonged to 'space nazis.' Its mostly a red swastika with piping, with the bottom arm swept down like a comet trail, and three white stars on one arm. I tried to draw it when I woke up, but muffed the swept tail. Will try to upload an image

Dreamed 9/26/10 8:30 AM EST

I was part of an extended family, all living in a single house. Maybe it was Summer, or maybe it was in a warm climate. The head of household was a man, and he could fly with a black cape (how, I don't know). He was far away, and they did not expect him back for a week or so.

His younger son (about 8 years old, stocky) was worried that Dad would run out of food. Son had gotten a bag of grapes or dried fruit, and told us that he would fly it out to his Dad. Bag over shoulder, he raised his other arm in the air, in the 'Superman' take-off pose, but did not fly; Apparently, being able to fly was mostly a matter of knowing that you could, and then just doing it.

They asked me to fix something on the roof. I assumed it was a roof leak, and went up to check it. The shingles were unlike anything I have ever seen. They looked like normal shingles at first, but there were many layers, with gaps to allow water to pass through, but not leaves or dirt. They were mounted to slides on a hinged metal framework. I slid some of them up to see if the roof wood was rotten underneath--but no wood! Under the roof was a solid piece of white plastic or enameled metal that covered the entire house. Rain water pooled in bathtub-sized catch basins at the middle of the house under the false roof. The water was greenish-brown, too dirty to drink. I wondered if they flushed their toilets with it. Mystified, I came back down.

It was almost dinner time. A lovely hispanic-looking lady (also a household member) asked me to go up to storage and help bring down food for the evening meal.

The storeroom was upstairs, and full of dried food. We carried dried beans and dried tomatoes that looked very good. I complemented her on the tomatoes, and she beamed a smile. "I dried them myself!"

It felt like they grew most or all of their own food in that extended household. It felt peaceful at home, but there was also some vast trouble (like a famine or natural disaster) that the father had flown out to help. No one was worried that he would not return. There did not seem to be larger worries of global war, terror, or other macro issues affecting them.

Dreamed 9/30/2010, 5 AM EST;
It started in the Pacific Northwest, USA. Small robots the size of a tennis ball (but saddle-shaped like a scoop of ice cream) unearthed themselves from everywhere. They rolled towards humans or animals and shot thin, gleaming metallic wires into people/animals within 6 feet. Once connected, the animal or person stopped--Until it was time for them to shuffle into the cargo space of the vast space ships that began to land on the West Coast.
The scoop-bots spread out from Seattle like a fungus. Strangely, there was little resistance, and no panic. Most humans had been pre-conditioned by contact with computers and the internet; Many years before, the aliens had purposely crashed space ships that contained computer chips. Government and industry developed ways to make better and better copies of the alien chips, but never completely understood how they worked. The alien chips included hard programming that created the scoop-bots. The internet and high-level software was used by them to control and condition the minds of the users. When the scoop-bots appeared, most people continued to network on Facebook and MySpace until the filaments hit them. All humans could feel the soothing alien message softly repeating in their brains, "You are our cattle. You are our meat. We will take you now..." The aliens were VERY confident of their success.
I found myself and my whole extended family wearing camoflage uniforms. Suddenly, we remembered that we were always in a secret military unit designed to defeat the scoop-bot attack. We set up synchronized, timed devices (that we never before knew we had) and went back to our old family home in Virginia (which we somehow still owned). We arrived, and the basement of the home transformed itself into an armadillo-shaped fortress under the house, impervious to scoop-bot attack.
When the scoop-bot filaments were fully deployed, we knew they would be most vulnerable. At that moment, the small nuclear bombs we had set would launch and detonate above the atmosphere. The electromagnetic pulse (EMP) would destroy every scoop-bot and free all remaining humans--but also destroy every computer on the planet. We were VERY confident of our success.
However without thinking, I took my laptop into the bunker. "It would be a shame to lose all my files and documents." I thought. I put the laptop inside a metal box. "Maybe the EMP won't wipe out my laptop in there."
Dream ends before the EMP hits.
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This dream was a few action scenes with a lot of background information that was just 'there.' Main features to me are the sudden, unexpected event; the very surprising reactions and non-reactions; That we were doing things we did not know we could do; that both sides were WAY TOO CONFIDENT of success; That all our carefully made plans can be destroyed by one thoughtless action (ie., me taking my laptop into the bunker).

In this dream it was a beautiful clear day/ I think the sun was setting but it was huge and bright red. It was rippling with heat waves. I was so excited, I ran toward my best friends house yelling, "Mary! Mary, it's starting! It's happening!"

I'm a sane person who goes to work everyday and pays her bills, has good credit, owns a home, and I am not schizophrenic - but this happened. I was laying in bed thinkingjust breathing and feeling good and extending myself outward and saying my silent, personal mantra, "You have everything you need at all times. You have the answer to all your questions already, within you.You possess every ability to heal yourself already. There is nothing to realize but this." I startedhaving some peculiar sensations in my upper right front forehead area, behind my forehead andin my brain I guess. Then this soft male voice from that same area of my brainsimply said, "stop breathing". What?!I was a little freaked but lay still and calm. "Stop breathing." WTF.Of course, I didn't and never have. What WAS that?

I found myself in another place but very similar to here and familiar. I was confused and searching. I came across a gumpy older man who was my professor. He was working on an experiment, one I had been working on with him and now I felt lost, too big a gulf had occurred for me to participate now. He gruffly asked me what I wanted and I told him I needed answers. He waved me away and told me I had made my choice. I ran away and found a woman who had also been my professor. She was smiling in surprise. I asked her what was going on, why can't I remember anything. She laughed softly and told me it was because I had chosen to leave them. What do you mean? Where did I go? She laughed, you chose to be born!

This is just random info given or perceived or my own imagination (?)
*Blink in and out of life
*A flash causes one to remember
*Male Voice: Life as we know it is a matrix, a system of matrices, that we have all come to believe is reality. The matrix is going to change soon and all previous beliefs & forms will dis-integrate. ( I had this one before I ever heard of George, Clif, David Icke. My dreams seem to pre-validate what I am finding on-line)
*Female Voice: We ARE in heaven.
*Frightening male voice screaming: Dream?! Japanese?! The Fall of Zrical!! (but it was written more like arabic (?) and was a book)
*A newsman I know but cannot remember his name, "Evacuation. This is an evacuation people."
*Male voice: You haven't been listening to what I'm trying to tell you about the seasonal epidemic!! (very upset)
*Male voice: After determining the Ecclesiastical (<sp?)sense they attempted to determine if there was some other sense to it.
*Voice: Post Invasion
*Male Voice: Wake up! Haman Habul (pronounced Hayman Hah-bull) arrives!
D: RDA RDA RDA
Male voice: Everyone talks about earth earth earth. The Earth! Everyone knows how they could have a poercfect life here, a wonderful life, but no one has the courage to do it!
*BBC newsman: And while it was raining, lightning struck and hit a release cell.
D: SENNETT (I fell back asleep) SENNETT (I fell back asleep) SENNETT!! (I woke up)
*Arial map from above the North Pole, Washington and Wisconsin. I can't remember the 3rd state.
Male voice: The suicide paper
*D: The Anatawa Story and 666 are connected to (truly can't spell this) Ahmadinajad.
*Voice: Society membership of the Sion Council (then a tall, thin, older man in a red robe follows me, menacing. But he made me smile.
*Female voice pleading: You have to tell them. Tell them! (and then I saw Obama's face and just knew the woman was wanting him to tell/reveal something vital to all of us. Then later same night) Male announcer - It's a comet reflex.

This isn't a dream it's a question. Why do strangers in my dreams always know who I am?

Frequently I am told dates and I indicate in my journal D/FV = dream female voice, etc.
*D/MV: 10 12/30, a quarter to 6
*D/FV: "...the 2,100.....Hilary Clinton..."
*D: 10/11 7:23
*D/V: 11/23 or 11:23 (?)
*D: 9/14 war. disaster.
*D: 12 2 5 12. The 2 and 5 then come together to make 12/25/12.

I was standing on top of a cliff on the eastern shore of Tasmania. There were several other people with me and all of us were watching the surfers trying to ride the waves.
The waves came in a series, increasing in size from about five to twenty feet high before starting the cycle once again. I"m not sure of how long we all stood there watching the surfers but after one twenty foot wave rolled in to the shore the tide suddenly pulled out and didn"t come back.
Surfers were stranded far from the beach. It didn"t take long for all of us, the surfers and us on top of the cliff, to realize that a tsunami was on the way. Surfers were trying to run to shore while a few people on the cliff ran to the trail leading back to where our cars were parked.
I woke up when the wave came in, splashing half way up the cliff side.

This is a dream I had many years ago but I was never sure what it portended untill I saw a ballistic version in a popular movie. In the popular movie a long-range sniper bullet was fired toward a target and the victim had supernatural powers that needed to be overcome. The projectile (bullet) was enclosed in an exaggerated spiral design that mimicked my dream. A standard lead bullet tip is incised with an embedded thin copper wire such that it creates an electric flux as the rifle bore spiraling sends it spinning towards the intended target. I wasn't sure of the winding pattern (counter or clock wise) or bore twist ratio but suspect it has to do with the northern v.s southern hemisphere correolis affect such that a static electric charge is built up at the tip during flight and penetrates a target's "unpenetrable" electronic shield as it spins through the earth's magnetic field. I had the definite impression we ( USA) would be fighting a "seemingly" invincible inter-dimensional foe that could only be defeated by the logical extension of natural physical laws such as discovered by Tesla; specifically his "pancake capacitor" which aggregated electrical potential to a progressively smaller cross section such as found in a bullet. This adjustment to any standard ammunition projectile will enable it to penetrate a protagonist's electrical defenses and kill the adversary. I am unsure of the timeline but certain of it's neccesity and eventual success. Blessings to all who find themselves in need of this defense.