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05-30-2014, 09:52 AM
Morning May 30, 2014 I was having trouble getting into deep sleep last night; finally got up, drank some almond milk, and checked my phone before going back to bed. Chris must have just sent out the email on Project Uno. I realize it doesn't start till June 1... but I'm entering this dream because this was the last entry into my brain before sleeping... and this feels really important.
I was observing this scene. A group of actors and musicians (about 25 people - all perhaps in early 20s) were sitting in chairs on stage in an empty theater, rehearsing; it felt like an orchestra rehearsal. In the front row was Philip Seymour Hoffman, who seemed about 20; he was in some sort of stupor, smiling oddly, not speaking, as if he was on a hallucinogenic acid trip. His chair was by itself. About 4 feet away, in the front row, were sitting in chairs... Daniel Radcliff (who played Harry Potter), another young man, and Jaquin Phoenix.
A man standing in the center aisle of the theater starting yelling at Hoffman, berating him, saying things like... you have no talent, your father smoothed the way, opened the doors for you, you have done nothing. Radcliff gets angry and starts yelling back, defending Hoffman, saying, "He's brilliant... he just needs to wait and watch". Then Phoenix starts defending Hoffman too. But when I zoom in on Phoenix, his face changes to a young man that I don't recognize. I felt they were trying to say that Hoffman was some sort of autistic savant.
Then, I'm in the balcony, in a prestige seating box... I man is standing there watching all this... He is Hoffman's father.
The scene changes. The father (I never see his face), Hoffman, Radcliff, Phoenix, and the other young man, are all outside a sort of huge tent (like a circus tent or arabian tent). The father is smoking. Hoffman is still in a stupor. I walk over to him saying, "I want you to write the music for the next 6 Harry Potter movies", and shake his hand. The other boys rush over in excitement.
The scene changes. I am walking through a set of huge (20feet tall by 8ft wide each) black, steel, double doors. I am on the tarmac and have just landed in a small private jet. I feel that I'm in Atlanta. I am carrying a large, rectangular brown man's briefcase in my left hand, with a beige trench coat thrown over my left arm and the briefcase. Hoffman is walking toward me, still in a stupor. He extends his right hand to shake mine, but instead mistakenly walks to a black lady behind me to shake her hand. She is with a black gentleman. They have just gotten off the same plane.
As I was coming out of this, I saw Hoffman's face merge with the face the security guard who was framed for the Atlanta Olympic bombing years ago, and who was finally exonerated.
What does this mean? I feel there is some hidden false flag operation being rehearsed by actors who think they are simply in an "emergency practice" situation. I feel this will happen either in Atlanta or Phoenix. About a week ago, I did see on the internet a supposed craig's list add from homeland recruiting actors for such a practice in the Atlanta area. So, is this really precognitive? or was my dream influenced by this information? well, all I can say is... I didn't dream this until I got the email from Chris about Project Uno. I feel the briefcase had a bomb in it. I feel the words "rehearsal" and "orchestrated" are very important. I feel that this will not go smoothly according to their plan, something will go wrong... like the bomb is placed in the wrong area or doesn't perform properly. A patsy who has been mind controlled will be caught and blamed for it. Intuitively, I feel that these dark forces will realize that these false flags don't work anymore... we are no longer frightened, we're onto their tricks, and we know what they are up to before they do it. Dear God, let's hope so.
The biggest headline for August 1 is... ATLANTA/PHOENIX BOMBING SUSPECT PHILIP SEYMOUR HOFFMAN ON PSYCHIATRIC DRUGS
Dee
I was observing this scene. A group of actors and musicians (about 25 people - all perhaps in early 20s) were sitting in chairs on stage in an empty theater, rehearsing; it felt like an orchestra rehearsal. In the front row was Philip Seymour Hoffman, who seemed about 20; he was in some sort of stupor, smiling oddly, not speaking, as if he was on a hallucinogenic acid trip. His chair was by itself. About 4 feet away, in the front row, were sitting in chairs... Daniel Radcliff (who played Harry Potter), another young man, and Jaquin Phoenix.
A man standing in the center aisle of the theater starting yelling at Hoffman, berating him, saying things like... you have no talent, your father smoothed the way, opened the doors for you, you have done nothing. Radcliff gets angry and starts yelling back, defending Hoffman, saying, "He's brilliant... he just needs to wait and watch". Then Phoenix starts defending Hoffman too. But when I zoom in on Phoenix, his face changes to a young man that I don't recognize. I felt they were trying to say that Hoffman was some sort of autistic savant.
Then, I'm in the balcony, in a prestige seating box... I man is standing there watching all this... He is Hoffman's father.
The scene changes. The father (I never see his face), Hoffman, Radcliff, Phoenix, and the other young man, are all outside a sort of huge tent (like a circus tent or arabian tent). The father is smoking. Hoffman is still in a stupor. I walk over to him saying, "I want you to write the music for the next 6 Harry Potter movies", and shake his hand. The other boys rush over in excitement.
The scene changes. I am walking through a set of huge (20feet tall by 8ft wide each) black, steel, double doors. I am on the tarmac and have just landed in a small private jet. I feel that I'm in Atlanta. I am carrying a large, rectangular brown man's briefcase in my left hand, with a beige trench coat thrown over my left arm and the briefcase. Hoffman is walking toward me, still in a stupor. He extends his right hand to shake mine, but instead mistakenly walks to a black lady behind me to shake her hand. She is with a black gentleman. They have just gotten off the same plane.
As I was coming out of this, I saw Hoffman's face merge with the face the security guard who was framed for the Atlanta Olympic bombing years ago, and who was finally exonerated.
What does this mean? I feel there is some hidden false flag operation being rehearsed by actors who think they are simply in an "emergency practice" situation. I feel this will happen either in Atlanta or Phoenix. About a week ago, I did see on the internet a supposed craig's list add from homeland recruiting actors for such a practice in the Atlanta area. So, is this really precognitive? or was my dream influenced by this information? well, all I can say is... I didn't dream this until I got the email from Chris about Project Uno. I feel the briefcase had a bomb in it. I feel the words "rehearsal" and "orchestrated" are very important. I feel that this will not go smoothly according to their plan, something will go wrong... like the bomb is placed in the wrong area or doesn't perform properly. A patsy who has been mind controlled will be caught and blamed for it. Intuitively, I feel that these dark forces will realize that these false flags don't work anymore... we are no longer frightened, we're onto their tricks, and we know what they are up to before they do it. Dear God, let's hope so.
The biggest headline for August 1 is... ATLANTA/PHOENIX BOMBING SUSPECT PHILIP SEYMOUR HOFFMAN ON PSYCHIATRIC DRUGS
Dee