Obama's shoes and the picnic of people
Around October, 2008 I had several dreams over several nights. The first was clearly a scene of hundreds of people casually siting on grassy hills with a small house in one area much like a golf course shed between holes. (No, I'm not a golfer.) The people were sitting in groups much like an outdoor concert. This time there were no blankets spread. There were no baskets or beverage alcohol. They were all sitting. I had no sense that people were waiting, organized or even there for a common purpose. Another oddity is that i was walking with my x Legal Married Person. She was agreeable. This WAS a dream. We moved in and among the folks. Didn't know anyone. I sensed no emotions and I am empathically aware. People were just sitting.
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I am in New York City with Obama. Harlem, specifically. (At the time I was an actor in waking life who had just finished working on a play in Harlem with a well known Broadway producer and a local cultural and jazz figure.) So, we are entering a wooden building with clean floors (I guess, wink, wink) and we have to take off our shoes . The walls seem to have a "white sheets" hanging from the frame and those are the walls. The building is entered much like walking up into a typical brownstone (a steep and often long climb) but it is more of the wooden structure described. I remember the sense of a "church" and I was the only large white guy there. We take off our shoes and suddenly we are sitting at a table next to each other with crisp white linen tablecloths and nothing else (on the table. ) We talked. There were others present but no interaction with them. (don't remember what was said but whatever... didn't convince me to vote for "him.")
10/19/2008Much like #1 this was in a geographic setting. Several months of financial and awareness worries. There was a population (small town, rolling hills) with streets, a lake... and I was trying to locate someone at an address. It actually restarted ( 'the dream,' i think), I entered it through a restaurant or bar from the rear area and was compelled to make my way (out into the small town setting) to find an address for (possibly Obama, again). I encountered walking people who seemed to be going somewhere, I once made it into the house where I think I was aiming. Finally, back at the bar/restaurant, there was this motion of leaving and heading purposefully along the right side of a lake while needing to get around it to the far left. (People were all leaving the area calmly and methodically. They were not talking or communicating. (It was like a silent and calm "siren sound" in those 'Morlock" movies.)
"#6" "Night of the Living Dead" dream. Was no fear or pain. distinct scenes related to "zombies," other people. Almost like clinical scenes with possibly "no sound"

I was parked in a crowded parking lot and wanted to leave. I pulled forward and smashed one car, not caring about my car, reversed and smashed another car, pulled to the side and hit another then hightailed out of that lot with witness watching not leaving any sort of note on any of the badly damaged cars.

This is a very strange dream i had a couple of days ago.
I was getting married with my wife in a church and when everything finished, we had a walk around the area (urban area) where the church was. While walking, a street gang came infront of us, looking for trouble. I took my wifes hand and saying "let's get out of here, is no time for trouble", we turned back just to see the members of another gang this time (as in opposite gangs ready to fight).
At that time, in my dream, i fainted.
When i woke up, (i don't know howmuch timeit took to wake up) i saw huge fenses covering the area, military personnel with the guns on their hands and everyone, including me and my wife which by the way she stood by me, in red uniforms, detained. All i remember asking was (similar to) wtf is going on?
A little explanation about the dream. Where i come from, red means quick, as if the explanation of the dream will come in the days that follow and someone that is "in uniform" like police, military, fire fighter etc. is a protector, sort of an angel protecting you or so.

Another dream that i had VERY often, when i was a kid, was that i saw a think like the "ying yang", but in a liquid version. The white part always on the right (and the black on the left) trying to overspread one another. All i remember is that when i wake up, i was very stressed. This dream is rare nowadays. When i'm very stresses about a situation, i sometimes close my eyes and see it right there.

As I became aware, I found myself helping others who had been left homeless because of the disaster, whatever it was. I was providing them with comfort and trying to keep them calm. Suddenly there were others who I couldn't see driving all of us from the building in which they were sitting and huddling together. We managed to scurry out one of the doors. I covered my head from flying debris and made my way home only to find that my house, a somewhat large two story structure, was beginning to tear apart. I rushed upstairs to get my three kids (I have three grown ones but these were my children in their pre-teen years) downstairs and into a more secure area of the house. I returned upstairs only to watch as the roof was taken, followed by the walls and everything else upstairs. I jumped down to the ground and went inside, announcing to my kids and wife that the roof was gone. I then went oustide, intending to use the studs from upstairs as supports for the walls on the first floor, nailing them against the house and anchoring them to other studs driven into the ground. However, before I could get started, I awoke. It was like being in a movie. I don't usually remember dreams this long, but I had access to the computer and had to write this one.

Tidal Wave Dream 3 - 2005-12-01 4:58 AM I was on vacation, at the beach. I had rented a townhouse on a hill with some of my coworkers...You could see a panorama of the ocean and several miles of shoreline over the tops of other houses. It was beautiful and sunny, but I had not been getting along very well with my coworkers. I just had an argument with another coworker named K--, and had gotten him to change rooms with me so I could get his room, which I thought had a better view of the sea.... K-- was half way through packing his things to move out of the room I wanted, and they were spread out on the bed....
Everyone had gone somewhere else, and I was alone inside the townhouse. Suddenly, I heard a loud car horn, blowing three long blasts outside. It was so loud, I stopped fooling with my stuff and went out the front door on the uphill side to see what had happened... Other people also came out to see what was going on....There was a loud, clear voice rolling like thunder through the whole coastland. It said that there was a tidal wave heading towards the city...We were instructed to go outside to the street, and that "a trusted local official, whom you will know, will come by soon to pick you up and take you to higher ground." This message was repeated several times. Immediately, I had a flood of thoughts, questions and doubts.... I clicked on the TV, and news commentators were analyzing the message,... There was a buzz outside of the vacation neighbors, talking. They sounded uncertain too. I turned off the TV, and hung my digital videocam around my neck. "If there is a tidal wave, maybe I can get some pictures." I went upstairs to grab some clothes and other important personal property. ... The sky was clear, and there was no sign of a tidal wave for miles to the horizon. ... "I'm going to be a smart evacuee, not like those people in Hurricane Katrina who left with nothing." So I decided to change clothes and pack before I left. So there I was in my old room, with the suitcase open on the bed, a 5-pound videocam swinging from my neck, hopping from one foot to the next and back again, trying to change my clothes.... The light changed in the room. I turned around to look out the window. The sky was grey and turning darker. Far out at sea, there was a ridge of water heading my way. "It can't reach this high" I thought to myself, "We are halfway up a steep hill. I ... looked again. The wall of water was a thousand feet away, and was definitely going to smack into the townhouse. Also, a battleship was being washed sideways by the wave, and it looked like the ship was going to hit the townhouse too. I slid the solid vinyl replacement window closed, and latched it (with its triple-pane UV glass) as the water came rapidly closer. Finally, I left the room, closing the door behind me, but only to cross the hall and lock myself in a room on the uphill side of the house. I sat there alone in the dark, with my back against the closed door to the hall. I was beginning to think that maybe I should have done what the voice said. The dream ended, my eyes shot open, and I wrote it down.
Comments:
When you hear the clear message, drop everything and get on that van!

Date Dreamed: 6/5/2010
A large number of penguins, about 20 or so, were attempting to cross the Iran border. They ran at it, but bounced off it as if the border was enclosed in a thick glass barrier. Yet they tried again and again to cross the border.
"What do penguins have to do with Iran?" I asked.
Immediately, a message in black letters appeared in the air:
PENGUIN: PErsona Non Grata Under INternational ....?
Dream ends.
Comment: The ellipsis and question mark were part of the message, as if a teleprompter had broken down. I woke up wondering,"under international _what_? Sanction? It was unclear whether the PENGUINs were trying to get out of Iran or into Iran. Also, FWIW, these penguins looked almost exactly like the cartoon icon 'Tux', the icon of the Linux operating system, except that their wings were much longer and constantly extended. They seemed perfectly happy to continue banging away at the Iran border, for as long as it took...

This dream I had around October or November of '09. In it, I remember on TV there being a politican who won an election. He looked somewhat like Ron Paul, but he seemed somewhat younger (mid to late 50's?). He was shorter than average, about 5'6, not wide nor skinny, but inbetween, blue eyes,and he had thinning white/blond hair. He stood in front of a woodenpodium where people where cheering, next to the American flag and behind a blue backdrop not uncommon to what we normally see during debates, andcameras where flashing. At first I felt happy this man had won, but as he was smiling and waving his grin became evil. Then I remember seeing a dark energyforming aroundthe TV. I felt like onlyI could see this energy and his dark smile, then I seemed to get a message likewhoever this man is seems like he'll fix everything, but he's evil.

I was standing in front of a large view window, chatting with friends, on board a UFO cruising through space.
I was there, not as an abductee, but as an honored guest. I felt very pleased with myself. I was enjoying the party, and the surroundings felt familiar.
We were on our way to Home Planet. Our space hosts wanted us to see Home Planet.
But when we got there, there was no planet. There was light, and empty space, and distant stars. But Home Planet could not be seen. Home Planet was no more.
Then, I felt the powerful presence of an exalted consciousness, and experienced a kind of wordless communication with that consciousness.I feltenveloped bya feeling of blissfulness ...
I awoke with that feeling, then became puzzled. Wasthe missing spheremy Home Planet, or theirs?

This dream occurred in mid May 2010.

I wake up hearing people talking. I get out of bed and walk into my kitchen to find one of my sons talking to his cousin who lives in the UK. I'm shocked to see her there and they show me how she "transported" to our house via the freezer section of the fridge. The fridge is one of those huge double fronted stainless steel ones. I then notice my surroundings. I know the house is mine, but the craftsmanship is superb. (Nothing like my real home at all). We are in a huge L-shaped kitchen and dining room. The long part of the L is the front of the house and the short runs from the front to the back. I notice that the back corner is all floor to ceiling glass with a door to the outside in the corner. The view outside the glass corner is of a large lake to the right about 100 feet from the house, the left is a thick stand of trees. My other son is lying on the floor looking out the glass corner. I walk over towards him and I see some sort of patrol cars coming out of the lake followed by a flatbed with a HUGE load on its bed. I cannot see much of what is on the bed as it is almost completely covered by a large, dirty, yellow tarp. There are more patrol cars following. The "convoy" drives alongside the house, no more than 30 feet away. I am terrified when I see this and I start shouting to turn the lights off, but I know I am too late. They have seen us watching them. I run to the front door which is mid-way the long arm of the L. I get to the door and see MY guard is being attacked by one of the patrolmen trying to get to us in the house. I run back to the fridge and open the refrigerator door on the right (the freezer is on the left) and there is a large red button inside to the right. I know that this button "re-winds" time for four minutes (it's the same principle as the one in the movie Galaxy Quest! Ridiculous, but true.) I hit the button just as the patrolman is entering and everything goes back four minutes, only, I am now aware of what will happen. So now I come out of the bedroom and I turn off the lights and we all watch this "convoy" come out of the lake and drive away. I am still terrified of what this means, but I know we will be safe.
I normally don't recall dreams, maybe six to a dozen a year, but this one had the quality of reality beyond the usual. I also wouldn't mind having that kitchen, the meals I could serve there!

My dream is disjointed in the beginning, jumping around various places with various people in my life... Not the real purpose of me posting this dream, but I'll try to describe as much as I can remember. I was, I believed, in my hometown of Sulphur, OK at the house of a ladyfriend of mine, but her house was different.. The walls were very tall and the room itself seemed squished together, and there was a mirror on the far wall... She was there, and as I had liked this girl for quite a while, she looked ravishing as always. My memory flashes now to a different house, something out of a Terry Gilliam movie, this house. I'm sitting inside at a round brightly colored wooden table and there are I think large sewing devices scattered about? Except old women are riding exercise bicycles to make them operate effectively.. Not sure what to make of that. My brother was there as well, for some reason. I remember after this strange environment to be running through alleys in what felt like a big city environment, New York City comes to mind, though I've never been there and Sulphur is about as dinky as it gets. A la, not many alleys to be running through. It was also pouring down rain and I seemed very upset about something... I eventually find myself at a 4way intersection in my hometown next to the entrance to the Chickasaw National Recreation Area, and the rain has stopped. The roads are all literally gone, or in shambles, and grass has grown up all through the concrete and around. There are people with tents scattered about the road and the intersection, camped out with fires lit; it's nighttime. I remember feeling like something had already happened or transpired, something momentous... But as I was walking through the tents, maybe searching for something or someone? I can't remember. Anyway as I was walking, I looked up over the treeline of the park, and the park itself is huge, going for miles and miles; it's Sulphur's largest and pretty much only tourist attraction. I look up over the treeline and notice that the sky seems to be orange-ish way off in the distance to the south, towards Dickson or Ardmore maybe. I remember feeling scared and tense at seeing this, and thoughts of "war", "nukes", and "fire" all sprung to my mind inside the dream. As I was staring at the sky in the distance, a very deliberate wind jettisoned through the treeline in front of me, swaying all the trees I could see, and as the wind passed through them, the leaves went from a deep green to a pure, snowy white, as SOON as the wind passed by. This I remember more than anything else, because it gave me chills and still does; after the wind blew through the trees, there was a voice that could have been a God's, but it resonated out of NOWHERE and seemed to permeate from EVERYWHERE, and it said "Winds of Change". At this, I remember feeling timid, as if I were in the presence of something akin to God. I was moved to tears and fell to my knees, and the dream ended soon after...