I go into a room and there is a very large roundcelebration cake, dining room table size, on a platform. It iced to looklike the US flag. Just more than half has been cut away with a military sabre. Then I go outside to a meadow, english looking, with tall grass. I find a green beehive box there and open it up. I want to make sure the hive is dead, especially 'the queen'.

This dream starts out with me living in San Francisco in an Apartment, downtown. (in real life I live in the bay area).
While in my apartment I hear police sirens on my street. I find out somehow that someone has been murdered. Because I live so close to the house that this has happened, I get a knock on the door and a cop is there telling me that someone is going to call me and ask me questions about what happened.
In the next scene I am in another room and I heara phone ring behind me and some one answers it. They tell me its for me and hand me the phone.
THIS IS WHERE THE DREAM GETS LUCID
I take the phone and say hello and I am immediately transported just like Neo in the Matrix onto a Futuristic Fast TRAIN. There is a woman who is sitting across from me. She is very beautiful, cool and aloof and shocked that I have shown up in her train car.
She is sitting next to a huge window. As I am talking to her I am looking out the window and I can see that everyone is walking slowlybut the train is speeding.It reminds me of the bubble of timethat Clif High talked about, two time zones next to each other.
Anyway, she starts talking to me and asks me if I can see her and hear her. I say, yes, of course, why not.
Then she says to me that most of us that show up in her world can't hear her. As a matter of fact it usually takes 2 or 3 times for us to see them as it takes a long time for us to get used to being in her world.
However, I was comfortable being there with her - so Iwas sort of surprised that she was surprised about my ability to see and hear her. My head keep saying - well Lady I am not one of your average bears..........
She asked me 3 times if I could see and hear her and that it was so surprising that I could.
I don't remember how we ended the conversation.

I do know that where ever I was seemed familiar and that I was happy to BE THERE.........in that reality. I belonged there .......
Then I move to the next phase of the dream (still lucid) and I am talking to a few other people who were more like me but live there. It seemed like their job was to welcome people like me - they all seemed friendly and glad to see me.
The most interesting part of this half of the dream is that the decor on the train had changed to the 1950"s versus the futuristic side.
I remember noticing that it was so old compared to the new and advanced part of the train I was on with the woman.
Towards the end of the dream, I asked one of the people on the train if the train went into the past and they said NO .....it only went forward -- into the future.
Then I flippantly asked if we had blown ourselves up in the future and one of them said, NO, you have a wonderful future.
And then I came back
I say come back.........because I was THERE........where ever THERE was. The feeling of the place stayed with me for days......
I did alot of thinking about this dream and I believe I was on that train.
I am beginning to think we are walking through or experiencing this REALITY but this is the DREAM.
That place is our Matrix, only its a good place and not a darkened, bombed out world. And I did get the feeling that it"s run/controlled by the FBI/government......or some power.
Things to ponder

Had a dream the other night that I was walking down the streetin NewYorkcity. It was a warm, bright sunny day. I was waiting for the light to change so I could cross the street and looked up at the building across the street. It was about 12 stories tall, nothing too unusual, I had the impression that it was a government type office building. Suddenly the 3rd & 4th floors blew out. Glass blew everywhere. Can't recall anything else.

I recorded the following in my dream journal on December 5, 2008:
I was in the future, and transplanted to a third-world nation where I had to learn about a job performed in a flowing river. We were given these cylindrical contraptions that were to be driven into the riverbed, and I took it that they had something to do with oil extraction. They were all the same shape, but came in many sizes, from about three inches long on up to about 30 inches, and 10-12 inches diameter. The job was incredibly dangerous. The water in this river was turbulent and brown. I imagined for sure that no one could do the job for long without being injured or killed. However, the woman working with me seemed indifferent to the danger. The tools had such a specific appearance to them that my impression is of seeing something that might actually exist, or that will exist. The cyliders were maily glass, with black plastic casing, and a cone-shape on the end that was to be driven into the ground.

I was letting my thoughts wander as I was getting ready to let myself drift off. I wasn"t really asleep or even half asleep, just letting my consciousness relax and do its own thing. Quite suddenly, I experienced what I can only describe as a power surge inside my head. It was much like the experience of turning on a light switch and having the bulb blow out immediately. It came with a visual sensation of a small bright flash that had two parts to it, a red foreground and a white background. The initial flash was in the shape of a diamond, and it had two tails that shot out from it horizontally. The sensation was a lot like the flash of a camera, (I considered the potential for an unwelcomed guest photographing me as I fell asleep and decided that was nearly impossible; the doors were locked and we would have heard somebody break in—again, I wasn"t fully asleep). The strangest part about it was I had had a visual sensation. I actually saw this, it wasn"t just a strange feeling, however I saw it inside of my head because my eyes were closed. It was as if I saw it behind my eyes. I have never seen anything while my eyes were closed that I wasn"t purposefully imagining. It was inside of my head yet from an external source. I know this was not my imagination because I felt a dull pain inside my brain after the fact, which lasted for at least 20 minute. I asked my fiancé if she felt it. She said she hadn"t. However, about ten minutes later she DID experience it as well. She described it to me and it was exactly the same experience that I had felt ten minutes earlier.

I was walking in what looked like a wooded subdivision, late in the evening. As I approached a narrow, unmarked road near a house, I felt compelled to look over my shoulder. I saw something like a mirror mounted on a tree trunk, and reflected in this mirror was a bright, pink-hued object. Simultaneously, I noticed a young woman with one or more children who lived near this house, standing near this mirror. They were staring at the sky, and I then turned to see what they were looking at. It was then that I saw the entire sky filled with glowing, metallic pink disks that were flying in formation towards the western horizon. Two craft in particular stood out. My field of view narrowed to examine them more closely; one appeared to be the same as the rest of the UFO fleet, the other looked like a more angular terrestrial craft, like a space shuttle.
I'm sharing this experience because of the unusual nature of the imagery it held for me. I have never dreamed of UFO's, nor had any particular interest in them.

Let me start off by saying that I rarely remember my dreams. I know I dream every night, but the most I retain are only bits and pieces, and they too fade to memory.
This dream occurred about 2 months ago. My dream begins and I find myself lieing on my back, on the floor, of a house. Im not sure if this is my house, but it is some sort of home. As I look toward the ceiling, suddenly the roof is torn off violently. As I continued to look into the blackness (night time?) I become aware of debris and wind flying by at what appeared to be hundreds of miles per hour. I realized that there was a nuclear explosion somewhere close by. The scene appeared like something out of the movie Wizard of Oz, with the tornado throwing debris, but this debris was being swept past the roof like a freight train. The dream then ended.
I spoke to my husband about it the next day, and told him that the dream was probably the most vivid I ever had, it in fact was burned into my memory, every scene, all of the debris.
My husband almost fell off his chair. He told me that he too had a similiar dream that night, a dream of a Nuclear explosion in a nearby town.
It doesnt end there. I went to visit my 80 year old Father that same day. He is in assisted care due to Cancer. As I spoke with him, he said he had something to tell me. He is not the type to tell me such things, especially dreams. He was very upset, he told me he had a dream last night of Nuclear explosions nearby, and utter destruction from them. He was a little embarresed to tell me, I could tell. I did not tell him that myself and my husband had similiar dreams that same night.
My Husband and I spoke about it later and asked ourselves; "What are the chances of that?" I suspect they are pretty astronomical. I also know that these dreams were prophetic.

This dream took place on the night of May 25-26th.
I am at a housing compound of some sort on the prarie about 20 miles east of Denver, Colorado. At first I am up in a tree with a chainsaw preparing to do some branch trimming but I don't feel well and so I rappel down the climbing rope to the ground.
The dream shifts and I am inside the main house later in the evening. I feel restless and decide to go outside to look at the night sky. I look in the direction of the Denver skyline and see to my great surprise an enormous ball of orange fire roiling and rising over the skyline. It disappears and then suddenly the head of Godzilla emerges over the buildings. He is immense, at least a thousand feet tall. He is black and his face is deeply furrowed and fearsome looking. It is terrifying to behold. It seems that he is in the process of destroying Denver, although I do not actually see the destruction of buildings. Still, there is a feeling that he is unstoppable and that what I am witnessing is the beginning of the destruction of civilization.
I go into the house and report what I have seen. We look for a news report on the TV from local or national news but there is nothing like that being broadcast, just sitcoms and other silly stuff. I suspect a news blackout. Then John McCain walks into the room, looking grumpy as usual. I tell him what is going on and he makes a phone call to someone to confirm that there is indeed an attack and that it is not being reported on purpose. The answer is yes to both. We are being attacked and for some reason we are being kept in the dark about it.
I go back outside along with several other people. A sense of dread and imminent destruction pervades the situation. We are trying to figure out what to do, where to go, what to bring with us. We feel that no place will be safe for humans, and that the world will be irreparably changed. Then I wake up.

This dream took place on the night of May 25-26th.
I am at a housing compound of some sort on the prarie about 20 miles east of Denver, Colorado. At first I am up in a tree with a chainsaw preparing to do some branch trimming but I don't feel well and so I rapell down the climbing rope to the ground.
I am inside the main house and decide to go outside to look at the night sky. I look in the direction of the Denver skyline and see to my great surprise an enormous ball of orange fire roiling and rising over the skyline. It disappears and then suddenly the head of Godzilla emerges over the buildings. He is immense, at least a thousand feet tall. He is black and his face is deeply furrowed and fearsome looking. It is terrifying to behold. It seems that he is in the process of destroying Denver, although I do not actually see the destruction of buildings. Still, there is a feeling that he is unstoppable and that what I am witnessing is the beginning of the destruction of civilization.
I go into the house and report what I have seen. We look for a news report on the TV from local or national news but there is nothing like that being broadcast, just sitcoms and other silly stuff. I suspect a news blackout. Then John McCain walks into the room, looking grumpy as usual. I tell him what is going on and he makes a phone call to someone to confirm that there is indeed an attack and that it is not being reported on purpose. The answer is yes to both. We are being attacked and for some reason we are being kept in the dark about it.
I go back outside along with several other people. A sense of dread and imminent destruction pervades the situation. We are trying to figure out what to do, where to go, what to bring with us. We feel that no place will be safe for humans, and that the world will be irreparably changed. Then I wake up.

5-27-10 I had yet another earthquake dream last night. It had the same familiarity. The only difference is that I felt like I was an observer from above.( like from a satalite) There was a feeling of the earth swallowing in the east and consequencly a regergitation in the west, as if being thrust out. By east I mean the eastern us and west meaning western us. Soon...... that's the feeling I'm left with.