I was in a drawing or drafting building at a university someplace. The western wall was made entirely of windows, with a single large thick curtain which was open about three quarters. I was standing beside the curtain, but could see it was snowing outside. There were people walking about the room, and those in direct light through the window began to burn. I pulled the cord to close the window and ran with two other girls to a bathroom down the hall. We huddled down and I woke.
I live "behind the pine curtain"in deep east Texas. Perhaps this is the curtain in my dream, but i realized upon waking that what I thought was snow, was indeed ash. Whether this represents a volcano ornuclear event I am unsure.

I was in a room with several other people listening to a military type guy talk about the plan. There are 2, 2MT bombs that need to be disposed of. A guy that I know was writing the plan on the wall. Very precise block lettering. I had to go to the bathroom, so I pushed past the speaker as he was talking. He gave the date, but I was so concerned about my errand that I did'nt pay much attention. There was also a short chubby black guy named sugar baby that kept exclaiming 2MT, 2MT. Had to get up to really use the restroom. Tried to remember the date. No luck. Up at 4am.
I thought the guy writing the plan on the wall might mean "The writing is on the wall!"

In my dream, wife and I are living in a very tall 65-story condo on the beach - I believe it is the Gulf of Mexico in panhandle FL since the sugar-white sands look like those in my dream. We have just returned home from shopping, and carrying bags into the kitchenwhen I look out the LR window to see a hole in the surface of the ocean - small at first, but grows rapidly. Clearly visible in the clear day sunlight, swimmers and beachgoers start to move away from the hole as it grows, then suddenly a huge wave materializes/rises up from the outer edge of the hole and races toward shore. I call my wife to come look, and we watch as the wave grows taller, sweeping ashore and engulfing beachgoers and swimmers, quickly reaching the swimming pool of our condo at it's base on the ocean side. We run to the bedroom where the window is larger, and watch as the wave acts as if dammed by the condo bldg, rising up higher and higher against our bldg walls. I see a young (8-10) girl in a swimsuit plucked by the wave from the pool and boosted up as the water grows taller against our bldg. The girl struggles to stay afloat as she reaches, then surpasses our BR window. We then hold each other on the bed as our bldg begins to creak and groan from the stress of all the water's weight against it. Then I awoke, knowing in my heart this was the Gulf, and this would happen soon to the tall condos lining the beaches there. I have only had a "prophetic dream" one other time - a couple years ago when I dreamt tall thin gray aliens took me aboard a USO and we visited the bottom of the ocean, where they showed me giant grey bloblike creatures which they said were not from Earth but were killing our oceans by eating EVERYTHING in them! Less than a year later, gigantic gray blobs were spotted off Alaska, the Med, and Africa, said to be a previously undiscovered form of sea algae. One had even entrapped a whale.

This dream started out with me being the lead in a musical and the us being at the end of the show, where the whole cast gets together and sings "Heart and Music" from William Finn's "A New Brain." After the song the dream cut to somehow me being captured and being put into a concentration/ intern camp that was in a huge building. There were many of us that had to do hard labor for things that I didn't know in the dream, but everyone was worn down, tired and scared of the controllers of the camp. There were few controllers but they held a sort of fear over everyone. I sooned learned of the rebellion that was building in the camp. As tensions rose, I found that I had my gerber knife that was hidden to where I only knew where it was. I also found myself with a plastic knife and I had the thought that maybe I could fake kill the controllers and somehow get away. I attempted to fake kill them, as not to do any real harm to them as they were still people. It didn't work and they two peolple that I attempted it on, which I believe were the head people fo the camp, scolded me and said that I was going to regret doing that. I ran away from them before they could get me and then suddenly the whole camp broke out into "Heart and Music" again, in which I was the lead vocal for the song and everyone in the camp knew the song and sang it along with me. The song created some beautiful things and joined the camp onto a level that I can't describe now. The effect was so great that it turned some of the controllers onto our side. The two leaders of the camp that I had tried to fake kill before were now there and still angry for what had just happened. I then realized that I had my Gerber with me on my side at that moment and I knew what I had to do. I walked up to the woman leader (who was obese and clearly the true head to the operation) and I said a few words to her and then pulled out my knife and slit her throat. The other leader (who was a average built man) started to run and I quickly was right behind him and grabbed him from behind and slit his throat. We were then free to escape. My dad came and picked my up, apologizing for not being there, but was glad that I handled the sitruation the way I did. Few other things happened after that, but not relating to anything calamity worthy, more things with my personal life. End Dream

*wierd thing that I just notice when going below to type in the validation letters... the letters I needed to type to verify I am not a bot are VMGFS, but typed into the box was the word ravened... I know that i did not type this and as far as I can tell, I had no ravens or ravened in my dream... also, my left palm started itching while typing this last paragraph... weird!!!

The dream basically started off with my getting on a boat and heading out to go fishing up some canal in the Gulf of Mexico. A man in the dream said that if we head up such and such canal we can still find fish. While on the boat (which I wasn't driving) I was able to see the waters slowly getting more and more oil filled until we were cruising on top of huge amounts of oil. The boat made a sharp right and turn and when I looked to my left I was ground zero of the oil leak. I saw a number of oil platforms and all around the oil was shooting up hundreds of feet, as if they were true oil geysers. It looked very panicked. I was at that point I was splashed with oil water and covered from head to toe. We went through a canal with high cliffs on either side. When I reached the other side of the canal the dream shifted to being on a bridge and watching what looked like a poorly edited and CG video of a plane flying into a huge bridge. (I guess my boat turned into a car) I felt no panick because I believed it was a fake, though I still had to get off the bridge. I drove underneath a semi that was going out of control. The dream then shifted to an old rickety house that was long and looked like about 3 houses combined into one. I got the sense that I was in the south because of the shape/style/condition of the house (not that all the south is bad) Zombies were attacking and I had to fend them off to protect two children that were with me. Along with the two children was a "Milla Jovavich character as from Resident Evil Trilogy" but it wasn't exactly here. We fought off another wave of zombies before a huge biker guy came and helped us clear out the zombies that were attacking. He informed us that they only attack once per day and we should be ok for a bit. I asked him how he was fairing and he said that he was doing good, though he did get scratched by a zombie. At that point I told him that I had to kill him before he turned into a zombie. He didn't fight me and understood. (insert graphic scene of mutilating this guy to be sure he was completely dead and couldn't come back) The four of us (me, milla, and the kids) then went down a hallway where there was a meeting of a few more people in a room that were preparing for the next wave. The wave soon came, though the zombies were more exploring the house rather than just attacking us. I grabbed a stick and cought it on fire to protect myself, knowing that fire into the head would kill them faster. I went into a room were two zombies were talking while one smoked a cigarette and I proceded to attack them before they realized that I was alive still. I got one of them and I woke up before the other was able to act. End Dream

I'm driving into San Francisco on a cloudy day and it's totally deserted. There are no cars on the streets. I'm shocked at how clean it is, not a scrap of trash nor a speck of graffiti. The houses are freshly painted and the windows are clean. There are no curtains or shades drawn. The windows appear as empty black squares and rectangles. I know that the people who left were instructed to leave the windows uncovered.

I park the car in the parking lot of a single story house that is now an office. There are two other cars in the lot that belong to the two men in the office. One of them is a friend and coworker. We are retrieving business records before the deadline to vacate the city. I get the impression that San Francisco was meticulously cleaned and abandoned for the benefit of new owners. I suspect that the city has been given to extra-terrestials in a treaty, or that it could be some kind of baited trap for them. I don't tell the two men because they already seem to know this.

I'm stuck in traffic in a residential area of San Francisco. Everyone is leaving and traffic is at a near standstill, but nobody seems to be upset. It's like a huge tailgate party at a snail's pace: there is music and dancing and people are wandering around visiting and sharing food and drinks.
It's a sunny afternoon. I look at the sky and there are 2 moons.

Last night (7/11/10) I had a vivid dream of being a college student on a bus with many other students--not sure where we weregoing, maybe to an organized activityor home for break? Anyway, I was caught up in my own thoughts and not paying attention and, the next thing I knew, the bus driver (a very serious looking man who seemed to me to be a military official though he didn't have a uniform on as far as I could tell) was telling us that the area was about to be flooded and we would all have to evacuate immediately.Other buses would be provided to take us wherever we wanted but we would need to decide where we wanted to go. I don't know exactly what part of the country this was--it seemed to be my college town in the NY Finger Lakes area but I don't know for sure. It was raining hard but we hadn't heard anything about a flood risk so we were all very surprised. The serious man was concentrating on driving and he was getting annoyed as the shocked and panicky students pestered him with questions. I was about to ask for more information but he gave me a very angry look and I didn't. It was almost like he had already told us all about the flood but we hadn't heard him or hadn't been paying attention and he wasn't going to repeat himself for dummies like us. I decided I was going to head to my parent's house in upstate NY even though I didn't want to. My bus stopped near an even bigger bus and I got off in the soaking rain and climbed on the bigger bus. I had nothing but the clothes on my back and I was very angry at myself for being caught unprepared. Then I woke up.

Very vivid nightmare last night. It was a series of scenes of homes being invaded by military types. The purpose of the invasions seemed to be to have everyone leave, houses and property being claimed by those in control. If any dogs were present in the yard or home, they were immediately killed. Anyone who questioned the authority of the military types, the merest question or look, were immediately shot. I was not in the dream but was watching this series of episodes all with the same outcome. There were lines of people walking down roads away from the actions.The people walking were not allowed to take anything at all with them. Just go and right now. There was an awareness that no matter how prepared people thought they were, no matter how many supplies they had, it was all useless because of the overwhelming forces. It was clearly known in the dream thatsurvival supplies were being confiscated and there was no regard for human life. Also, anyone who had ever been in the military was being called up to rejoin. If they did not come immediately, they were killed. I can not account for this nightmare by any movie or book or conversation. Vivid enough I awoke with lots of actual adrenaline in my system.

7/11/10
Sleeping in this morning I dreamed my family and I were in Daytona Beach at a hotel. We heard the water was contaminated by oil and the people who were unfortunately were in the water immediately got sick. They came out holding the back of their heads like they had headaches and were walking slowly. They had a bubble of water around their heads; I'm guessing that means their breathing felt sort of like drowning in water. Military and coast guard ships arrived almost immediately and began evacuating the beach; telling people to leave on a bullhorn type thing. Those exposed were not allowed to get away. I was busy trying to get my family and extended family out; including my cats and dog. (Don't normally take them on vacation.) I was worried about traffic getting out. Everyone was trying to help everyone else except the people exposed; it was too late for them.