People were migrating from southern Africa. Trees were baren and what trees had anything left on them people were stripping the leaves and bark from. It was like watching it in color on a local news network. The people were hungry and starvation had taken hold of many. Mothers, fathers and siblings were looking back at where children had died. No one had time to bury them. They had to keep moving towards another area. The birds quickly descended on the flesh of the dead not caring about those who walked past them.
A voice stated that this was the first of the three ends. The end of plenty of food for the masses. Two more ends were on the way and would signal the final end. Taking in context with the sceene as it were, it almost looked as it it were a catastrophic disaster caused the food to disappear, but that was not mentioned in the 'newscast' as it were.

Classes/Seminars
Walked into a classroom, unlike previous classes, this one was composed of all young people
They were the best, the brightest and most enthusiastic
When a question was proposed by the instructor all hands went up
There were two empty seats at the back of the class, I chose the last seat
I had been able to partially review the text to page 40 beforehand
The subject was Reactions
A brunette women slightly older then the class entered and took the seat in front of me
My first impression was that she was an evaluator; my second was who was she evaluating
Further impressions was that she was extremely intelligent more so than me
This was confirmed when I leaned over her shoulder to see that she also had reviewed the text to page 40. Impressed but slightly uncomfortable I commented to her something about preparation she concurred
Our attention was drawn to the instructor and the blackboard
The blackboard had four words in a vertical line to the right of each word was a proper Rorschach response
The instructor asked for further proper responses to the first word
All hands flew into the air
I muttered out loud an inappropiate response that drew a chuckle from the women in front of me and a stun silence from the rest of the class
After that episode I spent the remainder of the night eluding unsolicited scrutiny into my checkered past

In my dream I was somewhere the West Coast, cannot tell exactly where, but I was there for a business meeting inside a building 10 story high, the exterior all glass and metallic frames.
I was at the meeting with other people on a big room, conference type of room, when suddenly a earthquake started, people screaming and running and someone yelled at me to get under a door frame and do not move. I saw the ceiling falling apart and I was trapped under the frame, without space to move. The building was a mess, then I woke up.
In my dream, I was aware it was around August, not exactly the date but I also saw on the meeting room board some numbers, 4 and 8 the ones I remember the most.

I had this dream several years ago between ~2000-2006.
I am on a bridge crossing a body of water. My impression is I'm in Seattlecrossing a bridge during rush hour traffic. I am looking out on the ocean side and admiring the view. Traffic was slow but steady. Then I felt a tremor and the bridge started to sway. A stormseemed to comeout of nowhere with rain and heavy winds which I thought was what caused the shaking of the car. Then, suddenly, the swaying of the bridge becamemuch worse,and I realized this wasn't a storm, but an earthquake. This earthquake was much greater than the Bay Area earthquake of October 1989 that I was in. The bridge was galloping and there was no way off. Water from below was coming over the bridge.The bridgewas both swaying back and forthand galloping up and down.(much likethe 1994earthquake in Northridge,CA--which moved horizontally and vertically making the surface of the Earth be like a tumbling dryer. This type of earthquake does serious damage and there is little possibility of a person to find footing and safety). I knew thatthe bridgewould ultimately collapse as cars were beginning tofall off the bridge as the bridge came undone. My fear started rising.This was going to be a major disaster in Seattle. At that point, I woke up with my heart pounding.

Outline of 3rd dream 7/27/2010 5:00am
After attempting to return to sleep from the previous two dreams a restless dream sequence followed
First I went through a series of scenarios where I was constantly in the wrong classes/seminars
I just was not supposed to be there. Everyone knew me although I was familiar with very few of them.
Leaving not really having a destination, I was driving down a familiar street it was barricaded and torn up
As I proceeded across the intersection I found myself in a large industrial/military complex
It was as a small city.
I was being issued gear. None of which was of any importance to me.
Throughout this portion of the dream things became discombobulated. People I knew and did not know were involved.
There was an undercurrent of a purpose as to my involvement that did not consciously surface until later in the dream
In the dream every person I came into contact with I entered their dreams,
I entered maybe a hundred different dream spaces. Very disconcerting
I was involved in very personal dream details, quickly moved from one person to the next.
There was however a subtext to all the dreams.
The common theme was a search for something in the midst of a much cluttered complex.
People regardless of extraneous circumstances were all searching for something frantically
This was the common thread.
After encountering a friend who was still angry with me we fought and the purpose of what everyone was searching for resurfaced
There was a nuclear device planted within the complex and it was set to go off.
I remembered a janitor dreaming about working on a concrete hole below a series of lockers.
Of all the dreams I had encountered, this seemed the likely bomb scenario
Having traversed my way through the complex I was on the complete opposite side from where the lockers were located.
People were still frantically dismantling the complex searching for the device.
Time was running out.
At the first open corridor I threw myself skyward and found myself supported by two floating wings
Flying towards the opposite end of the complex 3 ravens appearing friendly approached
I sense they were not friendly and attacked them as they attempted to land on me.
One of the ravens managed to damage my hand. It appeared as open flesh and bone.
I landed near the medical complex to seek medical attention.
I informed the medical staff where to look for the nuclear device.
A lovely nurse attended me and as we were about to engage, my outside water sprinklers turned on to
Wake me up.

I'm at some sort of retreatin the mountainsnear Santa Fe, NMwhich is being sponsered by George Ure. There are 20 to 25 people attending, and we're all sitting outside in a big circle, and each of us has an easel in front of us. It's getting late in the evening, and darkness is approaching, and we all get up and walk off in different directions. I find myself in what seems to be a large of horse barn, and the stalls have been removed and replaced with heavy duty industrial style steel shelving. It has gotten completely dark, so I decide I should make my way to the circle. As I walk out of the barn the earth begins to shake, and hundreds of very small fireballs start falling from the sky. I turn to run back into the barn and run right into George who's running into the barn too. We both dive to the dirt as the ground really starts moving in a big way, then one of the fireballs hits the dirt right next to my arm. I ask George if we should crawl under the steel shelving, but he says no, because if they collapse we'll be trapped. The next thing I know I'm back in the circle in front of my easel, and there are now a number of cabins that people will sleep in. I must've had to run an errand, because the next thing I know I'm in a blue 1970's model Buick Electra 225 trying to leave. All the easels are in my way, so I get out to move them, along with a couple of ladders, when I see a girl, probably in her 20's, carrying a surfboard into one of the cabins. I briefly speak with her, then wake up.

This is a dream tha I tend to have about 2-3 times a month, at least! It is always more or less the same. I am always outside and i can see the large plane flying, more or less getting ready to land, doing it's turns and somehow the pilot loses control and the plane crashers straight into the ground near me.
I have had them as well when they are taking off the runway and they crash. Basically anything dream-related to a large commercial plane crashing into the ground, i have had it!

What does it mean???

Two dreams outlined 7/27/2010 12:50 am
Realm of the dream was Chinese
In the realm of the metaphysical where a mundane paper (card) trick appeared magical
Shuffled pieces of papers (cards) reassembled at a small (2ft) distance, from one hand to another, impresses
Two levels (layers) existed (aware of only two layers) one higher (above) the other
Second level was boxed higher than the first
First layer the water was impure, polluted (undrinkable) many suffered
On the second layer the water was purified
After the paper (card) trick I was jumped to the second level

Second dream
The water became drinkable only because of a purification process
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The curved lines represented the process that the water passed through
Passed through is the wrong analogy but the best way to describe
Each curved line represented a different letter, like a place holder
After a long process of the water passing through each curved letter the water became drinkable
The extraordinary long word used to purify (process) the water through the letters spelled Mann

This was a serial dream, over one night, it was like I couldn't leave it,some may be my own dream storytelling to fill out the storyline. Felt very much like I was tying up loose ends after reading a good book!

Starts off at an old theater complex in town, afternoon crowd is taken hostage, by it appears one man,6 theatres I think! It gets bloody but he has control, media feeding frenzy ensues with a large, very large number of police involved in keeping order and perimeter. Territorial disputes between local, State and Feds makes farce of situation.
As things progress it becomes clear that other interest are involved. Change of scenerary to our Intl. Airport where a JAL cargo 747 sits with a security element and a local police escort. local police unit is called off to support hostage sit.
After he leaves, Jap. security element steps to open hatch of 747 for smoke, no shots heard, but men crumple.
Convoy of equipment arrives through construction gate and begins unloading plane, each igloo is filled with used U.S. bills.This is the quarterly shipment of worn out bills back to the Federal Reserve from Japan, untold billions worth of untraceable bills. Will go down as biggest hiest in history.
Signal sent to hostage taker, blows a couple of small bombs and escapes down a old style utilidor, no arrest made, press claims he blew himself up trying to arm bombs. Theft is not talked about due to possible effects on economy.

That's it, this one didn't seem to want to let go!

This is a reoccurring dream i've had over the past 7 years. In my dream, I am with 100's of other people waiting to watch an outdoor movie on the side of a building here in Atlanta. In the distance, my son and I (who was 7 at the time) see a huge UFO- almost identical to one from Independence Day come out of the clouds, and then make an almost crash landing. Everyone just stood and stared, but I grabbed my son and took off. We were going toward the parking deck, but I decided to go into the woods and hide. I was hearing odd gunfire and screaming. I told my son no matter what he saw, to keep his mouth shut. We head noise coming down the parkind deck entrance, and then saw what appeared to be storm troopers/swat type military wearing black and searching for people. It came to my mind that these military people had been in this UFO- and apparently had been pretending to be aliens- the dream get's bad at this point, as my son decides to run off and away. Not a good ending.