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add to favorites DB 1.0 (Closed) - Collapse Crash 2014-09-07 hereholdthis The safes areempty
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9/6/2014
I was in a concrete, underground compound with a friend of mine. It looked like a commune, with maybe 200 people or so dispersed throughout it. 
(There's a few different recurring realms in my dreams, this one was the dark blue, rectangular, black water one.)
It was life as usual; children, old people, every nationality was present at some point. Until a man came yelling into the eating hall, "The safes are empty! The safes are empty!". I believe him and the leader, who was black, had a discussion about it, and the emptying of the safes meant absolute destruction for our society.
I went with them to go look at them. These weren't just safes, they were safe rooms. Hundreds of them. There was a floor the size of the entire compound filled with them, all completely empty and doors ajar. With maybe ~30 aisles.
The leader walked to the furthest one, presumably his or the most important one and stood in the door, then fell to his knees. I watched him from down the hall as he stared. He then stood up, yelled to me and the other guy to get out. He brandished his gun, obviously intending to commit suicide. His demeanor also made me believe he would kill anyone else he saw.
We ran upstairs, alerted the others it was true and to get out. When me and my friend exited the compound, I saw there was a deep night sky with no clouds, stars or moon outside. The path was a long bridge, made of rectangular sections that had a gap in between. This was all on a black lake, and the walls of the compound ran parallel about 30 feet to either side of the bridge, with random and complex enclaves.
There were children of all nationalities wading in the water. As we got further down the path, I began to see symbols for different corporations. The most noticable was the giant Diet Coke can blocking a section of the bridge. One of the children, a little girl, scaled the can and took refuge inside it. I feel terrible, but I may have intentionally tipped it into the water for humor.
As I could see the end, I saw (dark) trees for the first time. It was almost like a completely contrary plane, with only the light quality remaining the same. I awoke before I reached it.
[Before I slept, I thought about dreaming of current events.]

9/6/2014


I was in a concrete, underground compound with a friend of mine. It looked like a commune, with maybe 200 people or so dispersed throughout it. 

(There's a few different recurring realms in my dreams, this one was the dark blue, rectangular, black water one.)

It was life as usual; children, old people, every nationality was present at some point. Until a man came yelling into the eating hall, "The safes are empty! The safes are empty!". I believe him and the leader, who was black, had a discussion about it, and the emptying of the safes meant absolute destruction for our society.

I went with them to go look at them. These weren't just safes, they were safe rooms. Hundreds of them. There was a floor the size of the entire compound filled with them, all completely empty and doors ajar. With maybe ~30 aisles.

The leader walked to the furthest one, presumably his or the most important one and stood in the door, then fell to his knees. I watched him from down the hall as he stared. He then stood up, yelled to me and the other guy to get out. He brandished his gun, obviously intending to commit suicide. His demeanor also made me believe he would kill anyone else he saw.

We ran upstairs, alerted the others it was true and to get out. When me and my friend exited the compound, I saw there was a deep night sky with no clouds, stars or moon outside. The path was a long bridge, made of rectangular sections that had a gap in between. This was all on a black lake, and the walls of the compound ran parallel about 30 feet to either side of the bridge, with random and complex enclaves.

There were children of all nationalities wading in the water. As we got further down the path, I began to see symbols for different corporations. The most noticable was the giant Diet Coke can blocking a section of the bridge. One of the children, a little girl, scaled the can and took refuge inside it. I feel terrible, but I may have intentionally tipped it into the water for humor, or out of disbelief there was a giant Diet Coke can in my midst.

As I could see the end, I saw (dark) trees for the first time. It was almost like a completely contrary plane, with only the light quality remaining the same. I awoke before I reached it.

add to favorites DB 1.0 (Closed) - Collapse Crash 2014-09-07 jlhgis roof / ceiling collapse
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I dreamed it rained for a long time (unclear, possibly 2 weeks or so) and my roof / ceilings sprung a hundred leaks and basically distintegrated while I was at work one day. When I came home and found the mess and destruction, one of the cats, who was hiding under the coffee table, looked up at me and said 'time to get the tent & camping tarps out of the shed and set up before dark, I don't like sleeping in the rain'.  Then he walked out the front door and down the steps,  stopped on the last step, turned around, and gave me that 'disgusted cat' look and said 'it's not just you, you know - it's everyone, the roof is collapsing on everyone'.

add to favorites DB 1.0 (Closed) - Collapse Crash 2014-09-06 Spencer Estonian City Starts Collapse
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I was presumably "Atalntis Hunting" as they say.
Top of a big hill in a city with a presense that felt like John B Wells but could not see him or hear him.  It just felt like he was watching and listening to what I was doing the whole dream.
The city had an old European town feel although it actually was in North America somewhere (could have been Mexico, US or even Canada.  But had more of a weather feel of Canada).
Inside an Old 'Estonian' Orthodox Christian Church (maybe even older than Constantine... like an early christian temple of sorts).  Again, in North America.  "North Amercian Estonian Church"
At the funeral service of potentially a amish orthodox or early christian elder who was part of the church.  
The pews are facing a shrine of an arched portal/doorway with a stone visor on the top of the arch with plenty of old moss growing on it.  Everything the church was facing or geared towards worshipping was carved out of stone and greyish blue granite.
The ancient buildings throughout the city (including this church) were all in disrepair.  All of the wood framed portions of all the structures in this part of town were about to collapse in any moment or day or so.  Everything was falling apart like the wood was barely staying up.
Only had a few more days before it would all collapse and fall down.
The 'guy' who was being honored at teh funeral showed up outside behind where we were all focused on the portal and was in a black entourage / convoy of horse and carriages like an amish setup.
Then he and the convoy Bolt down the hill when he knows I can see him.
I start chasing him, not because I'm mad or anything, but because I'm curious and want to speak with him - I follow.
He had something to do with WHY the city was about to 'collapse'.  
I get on a board of some kind and slide down the giant hill to chase after him. 
The dream morphs into a "prom scene" from my college friend James.  (this event would represent a prom that either occured between 1995 and 1996)
The 'board' morphs into James' signature White 1963 Chevy Biquane station wagon (without an engine I'm still just sliding on the board / sled not driving down the hill).  Everyone from his family jump into the Bisquane and we are sliding out of control until we jump and reach theh top of a rocket cypress and I grabthe top of the tree and use it to come to a careful stop on the ground in front of a nice brick house.
We crash land, but it's survable without injuries or getting hurt.
I let go of the tree and springs back up.
We get out of the Bisquane and we're at James' old house and he and my brother are with me.  We have to get ready for prom.
Everybody's pissed off because I have to go inside to pee...
Then I wake up and I DO have to pee.
*Wake up*

I was presumably "Atlantis Hunting" as they say. 

Top of a big hill in a city with a presence that felt like John B Wells but could not see him or hear him.  It just felt like he was watching and listening to what I was doing the whole dream. 

The city had an old European town feel although it actually was in North America somewhere (could have been Mexico, US or even Canada.  But had more of a weather feel of Canada). 

Inside an Old 'Estonian' Orthodox Christian Church (maybe even older than Constantine... like an early Christian temple of sorts).  Again, in North America.  "North American Estonian Church" 

At the funeral service of potentially an Amish orthodox or early Christian elder who was part of the church.  The pews are facing a shrine of an arched portal/doorway with a stone visor on the top of the arch with plenty of old moss growing on it.  Everything the church was facing or geared towards worshipping was carved out of stone and greyish blue granite. 

The ancient buildings throughout the city (including this church) were all in disrepair.  All of the wood framed portions of all the structures in this part of town were about to collapse in any moment or day or so.  Everything was falling apart like the wood was barely staying up.

Only had a few more days before it would all collapse and fall down. 

The 'guy' who was being honored at the funeral showed up outside behind where we were all focused on the portal and was in a black entourage / convoy of horse and carriages like an Amish setup.  Then he and the convoy Bolt down the hill when he knows I can see him. 

I start chasing him, not because I'm mad or anything, but because I'm curious and want to speak with him - I follow.

He had something to do with WHY the city was about to 'collapse'. 

I get on a board of some kind and slide down the giant hill to chase after him. 

The dream morphs into a "prom scene" from my college friend James.  (this event would represent a prom that either occurred between 1995 and 1996)

The 'board' morphs into James' signature White 1963 Chevy Biscayne station wagon (without an engine I'm still just sliding on the board / sled not driving down the hill).  Everyone from his family jump into the Biscayne and we are sliding out of control until we jump and reach the top of a rocket cypress and I grab the top of the tree and use it to come to a careful stop on the ground in front of a nice brick house. 

We crash land, but it's survivable without injuries or getting hurt. 

I let go of the tree and springs back up. 

We get out of the Biscayne and we're at James' old house and he and my brother are with me.  We have to get ready for prom. 

Everybody's pissed off because I have to go inside to pee... 

Then I wake up and I DO have to pee. 

 

*Wake up*

add to favorites DB 1.0 (Closed) - Collapse Crash 2014-09-06 awakeneddreamer Has Atlas shrugged? Unparalled technolgy is here signaling the end of an era collapsing and beginning of a new ; a crash to be remembered like Oprah. Unforgettable! one
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I placed the dream incubations in this category for want of putting elsewhere. I do this for documentation purposes

Before bedtime I meditated, focusing on a candle flame in order to calm the daytime monkey mind. My intention was to receive anything significant that will unfold within the next week to the end of the month (Sept) anywhere, not necessisarily in the U. S.

Dreams began vivdly on 9/1/14, continued 9/2/14 and throughout. All interconnected to the same theme. A crash, new technology/data coming out/and/or collapse of some kind. The attention grabber for me was the repeat symbols and the over all sense of impending -> something. It certainly felt important, urgent.

9/1/14 - It seems the data/message is coming in dribs and pieces, vividly one night at a time yet it also 'feels' HUGE. The feeling upon waking up is ominous/important/attention grabbing, I cannot stress this enough.


A prominent figure came in last night with instructions to defer to the meek for they will hold the power. The figure was an older stately woman that reminded me of Maya Angelo only this woman was/is a living saint- type, respected and revered.
The symbols were colors BOTH nights...
a string of 4 and 5 items each night of autumn colors- rust,yellows, golds, oranges, greens.
This could be either an event in 4-5 days, weeks,  or around the turn of autumn equinox.
Has something to do with a crash (economic, political, or vessel).

The first night, Monday [9/1/14] had a female version of Kahuna (not sure what the Island term would be for such an ennobled revered Grande Dame) but it explains the dark skin color.
The symbols-- Monday- She had on a grass skirt. All frawns were of the autumn colors in segments of four and five. She had the meek/humble women/girls put on skirts such as hers. The men all fell back to let them pass like a canopy of men to form columns for the women. The women were to perform great healing and leadership for the calamity to come.

Tuesday night [9/2/14] was again, in a humble surrounding but more sophisticated than the island village. I sensed Africa as I heard that wonderful melodious tribal music only this was in a town or city and could have been in the U.S deep south. Offerings were to be made to the Grandmother but she stepped back to instruct it go to the meek.The offerings were in 4-5 ceramic vessels each of the autumn colors, carried by young girls.Within the offering vessels was a white substance.
More incubation last night- gave me more revelation.

In the news Joan rivers died and I was asked if the Grandmother figure could be her to which I replied, "NO, not Joan, I got OPRAH WINFREY !" This after  more dream incubation the night before.
I saw DNA strands too- there is NEW TECHNOLOGY coming out- to be revealed soon that will change the face of this world and how we operate in it. It will change our consciousness! Now that word is in recent memes.
Changing our DNA too. The meek surely will inherit the world. This technology cannot be harnessed any longer by any PTW.
Too ubiquitous, too powerful, too cosmic in nature.
So the women- (grandmother energy) will balance the scales of the testosterone energy that dominated for eons.
Starting with children = seeing the children with their offering bowls- the white substance was
the Philosophers Stone! White gold powder.
Great metaphor for the changes coming in.
It is difficult to give you a headline for it. Headlines are not turning out to be my forte; the content IS! If I gave you one it would have Oprah in it with TECHNOLOGY, and something along the lines of 'unexpected' or unparalleled...and the word crash.
Too many variables in the quantum soup right now.
In all the dreams-
The village chief and last night the mayor/governor/CEO was not allowed entrance into the ceremony, only the humble that represented the common man/woman.The common workers were all in charge of manufacturing/distributing the new technology. All is on a level playing field. No lack. Like in a John Galt world; Atlas finally shrugged!


add to favorites DB 1.0 (Closed) - Collapse Crash 2014-09-05 don two different ones but same result in a week
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i have had two two dreams this week, first one was a small nuclear bomb here in las vegas not on the strip but close enough. the whole dream was me trying to get home with my cargo. i cant say what it is,but its something we would all need in a shtf situation. i drive a truck locally. ok i chalked this one up to way too many articles of vegas being a target maybe. but the second dream about three days later kind of freaked me out it was of a emp or something like it and the aftermath of me going home. not too worrysome really in that no light situation, semi was still running and i know backroads. both of these dreams happens in the near future, before cool weather sets in. the only reason i wrote these here was i dont usually have this type of dreams (only one or two others that i can remember in the last few years) and i wanted a record of it. so we will see.

add to favorites DB 1.0 (Closed) - Collapse Crash 2014-09-05 hereholdthis ET Encounter and transformation, next-level technology
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My memory started with a scene. I was seeing through the eyes of a man who was in a garage. I was looking for something. I went into the furthest corner of the garage, and hit a button. The button opened a secret room, and I placed a disc-like object into the room, and closed it.

I was then in a house in the suburbs, presumably living my everyday life. I have never been in this neighborhood, nor did I recognize myself or any of my friends as people I have met in reality(LA? Tan, grotto building style, hot sun). I remember being attracted to a party on the lawn of my neighbor's house. Someone dear to them was returning home from military duty. While reveling with them, there was a distinct moment, not triggered by anything visibly, where I knew something catastrophically bad had happened.

Two helicopters began to fly above the home, and they both attempted to land in the yard. One helicopter clipped a tree and crashed on the suburb streets. The operators of the other then landed and redrew their attention to their fallen comrades. One of the dead was the son who was returning home. Armored military vehicles began to flood the streets, and general social chaos ensued. An unmarked, old, steel bus pulled up to the corner where I was standing, and the driving implored I get on it. About a dozen people of the neighborhood entered the bus along with me.

I grabbed a window seat, and the bus headed towards the city overlooking the suburbs. We entered the city on a highway ramp, and I saw strange flying objects hovering above. They were small drones, about the size of a large fish. The fronts were a sleek, bluish-silver metal contraption with camera portholes, but the back were translucent and rubber-like, mimicking the curves of a fish tail. The inner bones were visible, and they were very thin, flexible metal. They were held in the air by a force that ignored gravity, and they moved through the air by utilizing their tails with little force. It literally looked like a fish darting around in water. The city itself was not overly futuristic; it reflected a society where the common man had much more meager forms of technology available to them then their leaders/aristocrats.

As the bus neared the city-level streets, we attracted the attention of the police. Another side of the bus driver was then revealed, as he began to aggressively evade them. We soon became overwhelmed, and he turned into a parking lot that connected to a series of alleys. He made a 90 degree right turn into a tight alley in a massive bus! I was very confused by this, and I think this may have been when the other passengers disappeared. He raced down the alley, with endless law enforcement on our tail. We came to a small, dilapidated vehicle garage. We exited the bus and rushed inside and closed and locked the door.

I immediately noticed this was the garage from the beginning of my dream sequence, and I remember why I am here. I knew why the bus driver took me here. I ran to the back of the room, hit the button, open the secret compartment, and retrieved the disk. I then took the disc to the control panel for the conveyor-looking mechanism (Not quite the modern garage), and insert the disc. The driver's true form is then revealed to me. He is an extraterrestrial of some sort, looking more metallic than organic. The machine began to emit a slime that was every color of the light spectrum.

The police were swarming around the garage and trying to gain entry by any means. Me and my companion began to smear the slime all over the doorways and the walls. We would then electrify it with the machine, and it would solidify and be stronger than any known metal. I remember droning in and out of dream consciousness here, but I experienced the sequence of hours(days? weeks?) in which me and this man made the space completely impermeable by covering it with the slime. The sound of the military trying to break in became more and more faint as we added additional layers. As we became more comfortable with our level of solitude, I began sculpting beings and electrifying them, giving them life. At one point, I even made a copy of myself and used it to see what was happening outside. I believe we were going to craft a ship of sorts, but I eventually awoke without knowing why they feared us, or what our goal was. By the end of the dream, I wasn't a human. I was a god of sorts who had retrieved a millennium of memories.

add to favorites DB 1.0 (Closed) - Collapse Crash 2014-09-05 tina alderson Freeway over pass
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I was on a pier people were staring to run the pier was giving way cracking. It made the colloms holding a large long free way over pass  give way. The over pass fell to the far side mostly down an embackment i was underneth there were people in there shiffting around running some up the sloppe thew the remains of the over pass,  i tryied to see  the freeway sign to tell were i was but i was distracted by two small boys perhaps related with shaggy dirty blond hair and brown eyes one younger one older trying to get out but they were lost and were moving down the sloppe not up with the other adults, i tried to talk to them but it was more like i was watching them and not there i couldint help

add to favorites DB 1.0 (Closed) - Collapse Crash 2014-09-02 NativeAmericanDreamWeaver Canibals in the Hotel
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9/2/2014 10:00am

I am a young boy; I am standing in a storage facility next to a large hotel, people are still rummaging through the storage units for a bite to eat or a mouse that also came in search of food.

There is no food here; people have been starving to death. I hide as much as I can, because some of the people have turned to eating each other. My parents were both celebrities, and I was once important, now all of my family is dead, I have no idea how I have managed to survive this long. Yet I cannot leave, because the horrors that await me outside of this place are worse than the horrors here.

I am scavenging through garbage trying to find something to eat. My clothes are rags, my khaki pants are shredded at the bottom and so dirty they look like dark brown marble.  Water is a rare commodity here, so I have not cleaned up in a very long time. There is no power and this feels like the worst place on earth to be.

Night is coming and we are all scrambling to get back into the hotel. Night is when the large hairy humans come to feed on us. It isn’t dark yet but I am moving as fast as I can to a secret entrance that only I know about and use, I am still small enough. In front of me comes a hairy beast, he snatches two men in front of me, people are now screaming and running in all directions as other hairy beasts come in behind the first one. I slip into the side of the hotel through the open hole in the side of the building. I turn around and look out.

I watch in horror as one of the hairy beasts rips off a man’s head and drags the body away. The hairy beast is almost twice as tall as the man was; his strength is far beyond anything of a human man. He is truly a monster in my eyes! I can hear the people in the hotel yelling, we have to get the power back on, they are only coming here because there are no lights at night. These groups of hairy beasts are increasing in numbers while the human race is going extinct.

I have never been so relieved to wake up in all my life!

add to favorites DB 1.0 (Closed) - Collapse Crash 2014-08-24 piceanjoy Post Apocolypse
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I have had three post apocalyptic dreams this week (one was caused by a biological outbreak, others unknown), where I was living among my neighbors in the ruins of of our homes, but acting towards one another with much neighborly love and compassion, despite the severity of our circumstances. 

add to favorites DB 1.0 (Closed) - Collapse Crash 2014-08-14 metadreamer Cold Barren Wasteland
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I was in class, and the teacher was a young woman asking us tough riddles. She started talking about the future and began feigning a Russian accent as if to hint Russia would play a key role in things. She then transported me to the future to glimpse the conditions. I was outdoors during day time, it was cold and windy and dry and the ground was hard brown dirt. There were piles of rubble everywhere but no visible city. A few silent homeless people in rags were shuffling about slowly. One was gathering a bundle of twigs for firewood; the twigs were dry and snapped easily. He threw them into a niche in the rubble to attempt to build a fire with. I walked a short bit and looked around. From here to the horizon was a barren wasteland; the ground had no greenery, was largely tan colored earth in rough chunk like the furrows of a ploughed field but hard like dry mud. There were remnants of the bottom of tree trunk and snapped off telephone poles sticking out of the ground, and scattered rubble. The trunks and poles were all tilted in the same direction like some 300 mph wind or massive tsunami had swept through and scraped away most of civilization here.  Later in the dream there was an enclave of well-off survivors who numbered severl hundred, and who lived in a sealed compound under rigid rules. They looked down on the homeless vagrants out in the rural areas and occasionally rounded some up for menial use within the compound.  

 

 


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