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|add to favorites||1345||2014-09-06||DB 1.0 (Closed) - Collapse Crash||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||awakeneddreamer|
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.
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.
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.
|add to favorites||1213||2010-10-29||DB 1.0 (Closed) - Calamity Misc.||next event||cynthia arnett|
Just wanted to let you know about my recent dream. I have a history of precognitive dreams, not much in the past 15 years until 10/27/10:
I was being shown a sky line where there were some tall buildings in a cluster. The shore line had a harbour where you would take a boat out and turn left. I appeared to be approx 1/2 mile from the shore line. A voice told me to look carefully since this is where the next event would occur. The weather was beautiful, and a white yacht was on the water. This was obviously a recreation area, I knew we were by the Ocean.
I was rather upset by this dream. I drew a picture of the dream to my husband who is from the west coast and very familiar with San Diego and LA. The picture looked like the San Diego naval base area. I will be keeping my eye on the area. My dreams are usually happen within a short period of time from the dream.
|add to favorites||1176||2014-10-16||DreamBase 2.0||President Resigns||Bill|
|I was not intending on dreaming anything particular. I woke up in the middle of the night and recalled dreaming that I walked into an area with several people. One group was sitting in a circle and I knew one of them I went up to her and asked what was going on. She stated that everyone was getting ready to listen to President Obanam because he was going to announce his resignatation.|
|add to favorites||1146||2014-09-10||DreamBase 2.0||Layered Dream 1 of 3 - Flashes in the Sky!||NativeAmericanDreamWeaver|
|7/10/2014 10:15am I am crouched in a doorway, there are soldiers all around me, and they are marching through the streets. (I mean marching in formation like in the old war movies) The feel of the uniforms reminds me of Nazi Germany soldiers, they are clean and have not been in battle, like that of a matching band they stay in perfect formation, as if this is some sort of parade. Others are hiding too, watching through windows, doorways, and between wooden fence planks. We do now know why they are here; none of us can imagine that this is a good thing, so we hide. As the soldiers make their way down the street and out of site, we begin to pile into the street and talk. There are so many different languages. I can understand every one of them; I talk to five different people in their own language. The people are scared. They are looking at me to help them understand, but I am just as clueless as they are. I don’t want to be a leader in all of this! I step back into the door way and as I do there are bright flashes of white light in the sky. This is unlike anything I have ever seen. They remind me of 10x the intensity of the flashes from paparazzi camera’s going off. Today I am the watcher; I stand there as the people run for cover. I feel empathy for them, but I know there is nothing I can do to help them. The flashes stop, no one is hurt physically yet everyone is so terrified that they can’t stop screaming and crying. The men are shouting, the sky remains a bright white light that blocks out the figures of the clouds in the sky, you cannot see the sun through the blinding white light in the sky. The temperature rises from the dirt, the paved roads, and roofs begin to get the wavy lines, like a road on a hot day. A misty smoke seems to fill the air but it is faint, I can smell the heat, like the faint smell of hot tar, and the smell of the wood heating up. I watch all of this from a place of stillness, quiet and peace, all the while feeling every emotion from the people who are experiencing this bizarre phenomenon. I close my eyes and let myself feel everything that is happening. As if I have moved through time, I am no longer in the doorway; instead I am on a boat in the middle of the sea.|
|add to favorites||1141||2014-08-28||DB 1.0 (Closed) - Miscellaneous||Vision and Explanation of "The New Earth"||Spencer|
Thu, 28 Aug 2014:
Drifting in outerspace above earth.
In a discussion about the "new earth" with another human soul.
We see a graph with a perfect sine wave on it and this is how our relationship with Archons was shown over time.
The high peaks are illustrations of lots of activity around fear and attachment. The peaks also represented a very fast paced life.
The troughs showed a slower more deliberate time where our understanding of self and the universe was almost completely and thoroughly known (and we were in control of the parasitic Archons).
There was a dotted line near the bottom of the trough. We were shown to be right up against this line right now. Once we dip below this line, those who seek "knowing" will "explode" into the slowing down cycle and become whole. Those who do not will be completely confused and lost.
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From 'Awoken' - the Android App: https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.andreasrudolph.awoken
|add to favorites||1134||2011-12-08||DB 1.0 (Closed) - AIR - Moon / Planets||Oceans Planets Moon Sun and California||JenniferEvette69|
I haven't had any dreams about any of this until last night - for the first time. It wasn't the big one and it wasn't on my birthday but before it. But I heard my Grandma Gloria telling me, whispering to me that this was the beginning and to pay attention to what I see, to remember.
Mike dies by drowning. He floats away in the massive ocean that nearly covers the entire planet. He wouldnt listen to me. The roads were gone. It was all gone!
|add to favorites||1119||2011-07-16||DB 1.0 (Closed) - EARTH - Earthquake||Java Indonesia Earthquake||The Anchorite|
Lastnight I dreamt of an earthquake in Java, Indonesia which was initially reported at 11.1 but then downgraded by USGS to 10.9. The reaction wasn't one of extreme surprise, as by this time most earthquakes were 7 - 8 mag, not 4 - 5 as they are now.
|add to favorites||1095||2014-05-05||Proj Aug - Closed||To Vaccinate or not to...||awakeneddreamer|
|Observed a family driving a jeep in a warm tropical climate. The driver was a young man who just received a very large noticeable vaccination that looked like an old fashioned smallpox vaccine only this was reddened, swollen, draining. He was falling asleep at the wheel like he was sick from the vaccine and could not stay conscious. A woman next to him took the steering wheel as they came upon military guards at a checkpoint. It 'felt' like a quarantined area. The people spoke mostly Spanish and some English. The guards were distracted by something on TV in the guard house, so the woman was deftly able to drive the jeep through the checkpoint unnoticed. The illness spread by this family driving through countries. Next, I saw a woman I know who lives in Idaho. We used to show our dogs together. Her new dog was a new breed named "Banyon" dog. I asked her the origin of the breed, "Oh, it is derived from the Alaskan Malamute". The sense I received from this was that outbreaks were reported either in Idaho/Northwest or as far north as Alaska. So the vector/transmission could be from airplane exposure. (air transmission) versus/or addition to border crossing. Either way. Smallpox? Something similar but hybrid/mutated strain. The woman I was speaking with who owned the dog has association with Washington DC; so y associative impression was that news, orders, proclamations will emanate from that location not CDC in Atlanta- (marshal law-quarantine?)|
|add to favorites||1076||2014-10-04||DreamBase 2.0||Martha Stewart Died||Iris|
|In my dream, I briefly saw the text 'Martha Stewart Died'; no images.|
|add to favorites||1075||2014-09-09||DreamBase 2.0||P1 House of horrors - farm/hotel/brothel||NativeAmericanDreamWeaver|
|5:13pm 9/6/14 Just dozing off I see a cat ready to pounce in a mouse in the gutters, the mouse jumps up and runs and the cat is chasing the mouse across a busy intersection of the main 4 lane road and the expressway. Oblivious to cars, moving so fast neither one gets run over. I am holding a mouse by the tail in my car. I was going to give it to the cat. 7:00pm 9/6/14 upon Waking I see little baby frogs on the carpet, they are chasing moths around on the floor. The moths were acting sick and running into things and then would fall or drop to the floor, fluttering their wings, running from the baby frogs, who were trying to catch them and eat them. I find myself in a male brothel, all the of male “Men of the night” dress up like handymen and do work around this hotel which sits on a major farm, the men only claim their income from the little bit of farm land that they share-crop, they also get free rooms in the farm/hotel. These “Handyman, Share Croppers are the male prostitutes, they get sent out to go from room to room sexually pleasing the woman of the farm/hotel when their husbands have stepped out. They are committing fraud on their taxes, by not claiming the income of over $200.00 a night on average instead one tells me he is only claiming the share cropping, which nets him 10,000.00 a year. This makes him, and the other men look poor so he can get Obama care, and food stamps. He makes additional money; $50.00 per girl, for bringing in catholic school girls for the basement dungeons for the owner and his guests to torture, rape, and kill. The school girls are outside and the bus has just arrived. The girls are from a private catholic school nearby, and show up on a tour coach styled bus, and they are all wearing light blue soft sweaters. The girls are all between 12-14 years old. The male prostitutes are watching them from a window deciding which ones they will grab. There are two male prostitutes that come to my room, one is an older man, blonde hair, slim but solid muscles, we have sex but he doesn’t know how to get me off, he doesn’t have an accent so I believe he is from California. I am trying to get rid of him and I keep bumping into the younger guy trying to get his attention, he is good looking solid and thick, muscular build, very pleasing on the eyes and try’s very hard to please sexually, he has a very draw styled accent, but mentally he is slow as molasses and doesn’t get my attempts to lure him away. Because of these two accents I believe this is in the United States, but I the farms reminded me of the horse farms in Kentucky, which I saw an Arial view of when I was coming to the farm/hotel/brothel. I am now lying with my husband and I look up at the younger male prostitute and I wink at him and he winks back, I start to giggle. My husband who is drifting off to sleep asks me what is so funny, so I tell him about a man and woman that went to sleep in a bed in the closet over a year ago, and that they are still there, and are sleeping with a severed head. This was one of the first things I saw when we checked into the room. Upon noticing we didn’t have enough clean towels, I went to the owner’s room, and he was sitting on the toilet, reading a book, and asking me very odd questions about becoming a permanent guest, and what I wanted to get out my experience here. He was oozing evil, & distain. This hotel is a house of horrors used for all kinds of experiments by the government because it is haunted. On the first floor, they have already proven ghosts are real, and they are moving onto the next area of their study, which is simulation of how to deal with women who are emotionally out of control and on the edge. They put woman in these haunted rooms, and the woman, become possessed by the haunted spirit. One woman has locked herself into her room, and she is yelling through the door. I am going to kill my baby, she has a “Reborn Baby” in a sling around her neck, and the lesson is how to teach the other woman soldiers how to talk this woman down, and how to take her down without harming the baby. This is a simulation or training program for woman soldiers. I am now sitting on the floor in my room, next to an old couch, and I see mini Persian kittens, they can’t grow because of their dread locks, the owner walks by and comments how cute they are and will always look like kittens and that is why he won’t cut their dreads off. The Kittens are meowing in pain; I want so bad to help them, they are aggressive little cats because of all of their suffering. This is the house of horrors, old guests died in their bed, and they are still in their beds, in every room, someone has been murdered. I feel like I am inside the mind of a psychopath, or inside the paradise of a psychopath. One man’s heaven is another man’s hell!|
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