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|add to favorites||965||2014-09-17||DreamBase 2.0||V is for Victory||sherriann|
|A full on military 'invasion" as in bombing/attacking occurs and/or is ramped up exponentially in E Syria/NW Iraq on September 20/21, 2014 that appears to be and is reported as a victory over ISIS.|
|add to favorites||961||2014-09-05||DB 1.0 (Closed) - Just Plain WEIRD||Woman is about to disappear in the woods.||NativeAmericanDreamWeaver|
|6:50pm 9/4/2014 I am at a camp site location where there is a large bolder that splits two roads or two towns. I am with my husband and my son (I don’t have any sons this is how I know I am in someone else’s body) Something happens to our campsite bathroom, so I have to walk on this long dirt road through the mountains in order to get a ranger cabin where I can use the bathroom to take a shower. Before heading out on this road, I use my phone and I look through it like FLIR camera, it has a special button on it that can take regular pictures and FLIR pictures. I saw something next to a tree with my eyes, and I want to capture it on camera so I can zoom in on the photo and see what it is. When I look at the photo there is nothing there, yet with my eyes I saw an upright shape. I am carrying my towel and a shower bag; it is mid-afternoon, around 3pm. I notice where the shadows are on the ground which helps me to determine this time frame. There are people walking all around me in this mini-camping town, and there are people walking around down by the ranger cabin, but they are moving north and south up the mounting, not east to west on this long dirt road which I have to cross to get to. My husband decides to walk me to the showers, because I am exhausted. He leaves our son with another family member who was there camping in another location. We do not speak as we walk down this path. There is an awkward silence between us. I not very happy with him, but I do not know why. Once I get to the showers and go inside and lock the door, I notice there is a camera inside that looks out, so you can see who is at the door. As I am taking a shower I see a woman at the door, and she is using the rug and a rock to lock me in. I do not see my husband anywhere outside waiting for me, as if he just wandered off. I freak out, and get out of the shower and get dressed. I try to push the door open but I am locked inside this bathroom. When I turn around it is not the bathroom any more, but a weird doctor’s office. It has a small bed like in the nurse’s station of an elementary school. It is so small if I lay on it, my knees will hang off the bottom. There is a toilet next to the bed, and a counter with a small sink. The camera is still there so I am watching the camera, when suddenly I notice a big hair man (Bigfoot style, which I have never seen in real life) standing outside of the door, trying to get in! I run up and make sure the door is locked. The creature gets mad and pounds on the door. I rush back against the far wall and slide down between the wall and the web/table thingy. I can’t get myself out; I am stuck back here and not strong enough to move the table to free myself. I think I feel asleep or lost consciousness out of fear. Either way I wake up by a tall white man with a short beard pulling me out of the stuck position I was in, he was really struggling to get me out because I was in an awkward position. Once he frees me I look around the room, and it has changed again, now I am in his daughter’s private patio and the ranger cabin is his home. I am very confused by my surroundings, and I thank him for helping me. I gather all of my stuff and after I walk out of the door which is now a gate to a private yard, I realize where I am. It is now dark outside and I am afraid of walking back to my camp, I am afraid that whatever I saw on the camera in the bathroom was still out there. I got the feeling that the red haired woman who locked me in the bathroom was somehow helping these beasts to take people. I stood there in the light from the front porch of his cabin, wondering where the HELL my husband was, did he not give a crap about me at all. Did he really leave me here to be taken and possibly eaten by a wild beast? I turn to the man and ask him, if he could please walk me back to my camp. No he said, I can’t leave my teenage daughter here alone, I am very sorry your life is so messed up. I woke up in a sweat…. Feeling like I had trespassed onto this man’s land, invaded his home. But worse, this woman is going to go missing in the woods, while her family is camping. There will be high strangeness around her disappearance; no one will be able to get to the bottom of what happened to her. She has no choice but to walk this dark road and her Spidy man sense is telling her she is going to disappear and be killed and she is right.|
|add to favorites||960||2014-09-23||DreamBase 2.0||The Blue Man||Finite Statist Machine|
|Laid down for a nap today, wasn't quite asleep, saw a blue light in my periphery of my minds eye, said "Clarity now!", "Center into frame!" Then saw a man of blue light. Wasn't sure what it was, but as I moved my hands its hands moved, and I seemed to have his eye view and saw myself on the mattress below while the blue man was standing... A fractal of myself / soul in this universe? My energy body? Helicopters were going over while this happening... I took the blue man of light for walk down the highway and I seemed to grow 30 feet tall and I walked to the local store and back. Pretty cool stuff.... kind of waking dream (theta state?) Was kind of an electric blue.|
|add to favorites||951||2011-01-13||DB 1.0 (Closed) - AIR||Whirlpool Sky||Nicoll|
In this dream, I was standing on the balcony with my daughter in the morning. In real life, we can see for miles from this balcony in every direction except North because of the Grand Mesa. We were just chatting while looking south when all of a sudden (this is really hard to describe) HUGE squares started coming down from the sky in various/multiple places. Almost as if someone was playing with a shape sorter toy on the other side. Then the sky turned into a swirling mass and whirlpool as if it was going down a drain. My daughter was panicing and I told her not to worry...this is EXACTLY, what is supposed to happen and that we have been planning this for a very long time.
|add to favorites||946||2014-10-10||DreamBase 2.0||BAY AREA FLASHER||NativeAmericanDreamWeaver|
|10/10/2014 12:14am BAY AREA FLASHER Layered dream 1 of 4 I am a 45 year old white male wearing large dark sunglass and I am being a sexual deviant. I want rich white woman to see me masterbate in public. This is a thrill for me, I drive around doing this. I am in a white car (sports model) and I am driving on a main street looking for woman to expose myself to, I do not want to expose myself to children though, that to me is sick, so I stick to the 20-40ish white woman. I feel these are the woman that should want me, and want to give me pleasure I think to myself. I wonder how many of us men out there are seen as deprived sexual deviants because I know that is what I will be called, woman are so judgmental. All of these BI@%HES need to suck my C@%K. I am wearing sweat pants and no under ware so I can show myself to these whores. The longer I do this, the more aggressive towards woman I become.|
|add to favorites||933||2010-10-10||DB 1.0 (Closed) - AIR||The Raelians||magickj|
I had this dream the night of 10/8.
I was with two women that I know. We were aboard a spaceship and entered a hall with a long table with high back chairs. The floor was a black white checkerboard pattern. There were many women there -- no men. I'd estimate that the table was 12 to 15 feet long with about a dozen women on each side.
We were instructed where to sit. In front of us was a hexagonal ball of white crystal. Once we were seated -- the two women I know were directly across from me. We were told to place our hands around the crystal. When we did, the Raelian women sitting behind our chairs appeared. I could see who was sitting behind my friends and vice versa.
One friend kept jerking her head as if to say "Look over there behind you." I turned around and said, "Oh, yes. That's so and so." (In my dream, I knew their names, but I can't remember them now.) I said, "These are the Raelians."
I kept repeating "the Raelians" so I'd remember it when I woke up. Very lucid dream and I wanted to not forget.
It seemed that they thought a lot of the problems on the earth were because of the energy and power women had given up to the men. They had removed all men from political power by making them completely and obviously insane. We laughed about it with the Raelians. And now it was up to us (and all other women) to select women for positions of power so that the earth could heal.
I didn't want to do the job I was given to do, but I was willing to give it a go. I was afraid, but I knew the Raelians were there to help me.
|add to favorites||928||2010-09-21||DB 1.0 (Closed) - Stocks & Co.'s||800+ point drop in 1 session Dow||shamanka|
I have 2 kinds of dreams. Regular dreams and true dreams. The difference is qualitative and kinesthetic. They just "feel" different.
On September 16, Thursday morning , about 6:30 am
I dreamed I was in my house working, etc. And I was hearing the news (TV I think, although we don't have a TV in the common room) and getting flashes of the visual image of an anchor man. It looked something like MSNBC. Talking heads.
They looked stricken and he was reporting that the Dow had dropped over 800 points for the days trading.
I think I may have been doing laundry, folding towels...... anyway, I had that anxious feeling in my upper chest, not tight exactly, but like I was not breathing deeply enough. Like when you see someone take a tumble and you don't know if they are hurt or how badly.
The reporters were discussing panic and chaos in the streets. I don't know if they meant that literally or on the trading floor.
When I woke up a couple of hours later, I checked to see if the day had started off badly.
Often the dreams happen the next day, sometimes it's a few days off. Rarely it's years. I dreamed about the twin towers in 1997 and on the morning of the event. The first dream was me hearing about it on the radio. The second was me watching people "falling" and jumping down between 2 steep walls.
And I don't know if the market can drop that much in one day.... I thought they had stops on it to prevent that sort of thing.
|add to favorites||919||2010-12-14||DB 1.0 (Closed) - AFTER LIFE||My Grandmother||Anya|
I lost my grandmother 5 yrs. ago this month. She is missed terribly. I had a very vivid dream that she came to my bed and woke me up (I'm actually not sure if I was dreaming, or if this really happened). I was so happy to see her and told her how beautiful she looked. She looked the same (she was 89 when she died), but did not look old and was just radiant and almost shiney. She told me that she wanted me to come with her because she wanted to show heaven to me. I went and all of a sudden, we were in this wonderfully beautiful place. There were trees everywhere and a stream running very swiftly. I noticed that the water was so clear that I could see to the bottom of it. I remarked to her that it smelled wonderful there. She smiled. Then I saw a road, this appeared to be a rural setting. I looked at it and said, "Oh my God, the streets really are gold!" She said, "Yes, they are". The streets were so very shiney that they looked as if they were made of glass. I was amazed that they really were gold. She took my hand and said that we needed to hurry, she wanted to show me something. When she took my hand, I noticed that her hands were beautiful. My grandmother had rheumatoid arthritis and her fingers were turned very badly. In the dream her hands were perfect. I said to her, "Your hands are normal. They look beautiful!" She just giggled. We walked for a few minutes and off in the distance was a huge tree. Nothing else, just the tree. It was so beautiful. All white. All the leaves were so white that it looked like snow. As we got closer we stopped and she said, "Look". I looked at the tree and all of a sudden, the leaves started falling off and flying. I was in total awe that the "leaves" were actually doves. Millions of them. They all took off flying at the same time. Beautiful. I said, "So beautiful". My grandmother said, "I knew you would love that". That was all there was to it. I woke up and was so very peaceful and felt so happy to have been where we were and to have seen my grandmother again.
|add to favorites||916||2014-04-19||DB 1.0 (Closed) - Calamity Misc.||The Refuge||ablelba|
20140406 – Dream – The Refuge
8:30 DST – 20:28 LST
I dreamed that my wife and I were leading a normal life. I was working, we went to church on Sundays, and went about the normal business of living during the rest of the week. Then someone began speaking to me. It was like sitting in the living room watching TV, and then a second TV screen (that you never knew was there) suddenly turns itself on, and starts giving you information.
A Voice was saying, “Disasters are coming. When the first one is near, get in your car immediately and drive. You will know where to go. You will know where to turn. Go to the refuge and wait for instructions.”
Not long after that, a horrific rain and wind storm slammed into the city. And we knew it was time to go. We got in the car, and I was driving through rain so hard I could barely see the road.
Just as I was wondering if I was a complete lunatic, I knew I had to turn right at an exit. We went down a 2-lane road, nearly being blown off it. Miles later, I knew I had to make a right turn into a driveway that went up a hill. There was a wall around the property with posts on either side of the driveway that held statues. The one on the left was broken off, but the one on the right was a statue of Mr. Peabody (Yes, the scholarly dog with the Wayback machine and adopted boy named Sherman from the Rocky and Bullwinkle show).
As we turned into the driveway, a ghost rose from the ground as if to pass into the car. The Voice from the second screen said, “Drive through. It is only for security. It will not harm you.” We drove through it, and it vanished.
We drove up the hill on the old driveway and parked on the side. There were several cars there already. A middle-aged lady came out of the house. We had never seen her before. “Welcome,” she said. “This is your refuge. Come inside and have some dinner.” There were 10 to 12 people around the table, and a full dinner was set. We ate and talked about our plans and dreams. It was like coming home. We all stayed overnight-- The rooms available matched the people who had come, no more, no less.
The next morning, our hostess said, “Danger is passed, you may go home now. You may find that you can't remember much about the refuge or how you got here. That is a security. When the next disaster comes, you will be able to find the Refuge again, don't worry.” And it was true. We got home and vaguely remembered the Refuge, but did not speak about it to anyone, not even each other.
A tree had fallen through the roof of our house, taking out the Master Bedroom and the dining room. Our neighbors had similar damage to their houses. Some were worse. Yet when we talked with them, they acted like there was nothing unusual about living in a partly-destroyed house.
“Since everyone in the neighborhood had this kind of damage,” our next-door neighbor told me, “my realtor says the property value is not affected.”
“The anchorman says all the home damage will be good for the economy,” said the man across the street. “Maybe it will bring us out of the recession. I'm going to buy stock in construction on Monday.”
Everyone continued to live in their half-destroyed houses. We tried to fix ours, but we were the only ones. People began to think of us as eccentric. A blue FEMA bus came by one day, with a Homeland Security emblem on it. They questioned us about where we had been on the night of the storm.
“We mostly just drove around, I guess,” I told them. I couldn't quite tell them about the Refuge.
There were two more disasters in the dream, but details are lacking. The second involved seas of mud everywhere. Some just coated the ground and roads, some was many feet deep, as in Oso, Washington. We made it to the Refuge again, following the navigation of the Second Screen Voice. The air was rainy, and mud covered all road markings. When we got home, most of the house was gone. Many of our neighbors were simply sitting in the middle of their muddy lots, still not understanding that they were in disaster.
The third disaster came soon after the second one. Extreme heat set the forests on fire and baked the mud to terra-cotta. It was in hexagonal scales an inch thick, coating everything. We still made it to the Refuge, even though the smoke of the fires made it impossible to see anything through the windows of our car. When we turned into the driveway, the smoke was cleared from the Refuge, but the statue of Mr. Peabody was coated in terra cotta scales. So was the driveway. The Refuge house was gone and so was the hostess, yet it was still somehow the Refuge.
One other person was already there, so we parked, and sat next to her on the terra-cotta scales near the top of the hill, watching the smoke blow by the end of the driveway. None of us were particularly concerned.
“What happens next?” I asked our new old friend.
“Maybe the Voice will tell us,” she said.
Dream ends here.
This disaster dream has elements of Earth, Air, Fire, and Water. Not sure where to put it. Despite the craziness and disaster, it had a hopeful and confident feeling (ie., no feelings of dread or foreboding associated with it)
|add to favorites||913||2014-09-09||DreamBase 2.0||Missing woman return home – years later.||NativeAmericanDreamWeaver|
|8:20am 9/5/14 I am a mother searching for my daughter, retracing her steps, always one step behind. I lost her when she went away to college. My daughter fell in love with a thug. After the school was raided by the police, and the body of the young man who loved my daughter was found in a pool of blood on the campus, the man she fell in love with ended up in prison for the crime. My daughter fell in love with the wrong man; he was working for the cartel/mafia/gang. He was angry, hot temper, and abusive, good thing he is locked away. She didn’t know he was only at the college to do dirty work for cartel/mafia/gang. There is an airport style bar on the campus, she worked there, and it was dirty, dim, and run down. The bar was run by an illegal gambling ring, underground, and owned by another business, but it was hidden in an LLC or Corporation so the cops never closed the bar. She was fired, and framed to make it look like she stole a lot of money, but this was the cartel/mafia/gang. My daughter thought she would be in trouble with the law and go to prison so she fled. The guy, who ran the bar, is telling me about my daughter and trying to help me locate her. He grabs my laptop because he is trying to show me how to find my daughter. He tries to log in to the internet using my computer, but I have a special Wi-Fi attachment on my laptop that looks like a magic jack, he says “What in the hell is this” so I explain that I can use this to bypass how I get online. The young man using my laptop shuts down the entire network in the bar and brings up a hologram screen above the work station, he is using a special map program, to track and locate my daughter. He is a hacker, 30 something white male. He is a Good guy working for bad people. The people that he works for no longer come around, and he has not gotten marching orders for over 10 years, so he doesn’t know if they are even still around. (Flash Forward 3 years later) May daughter went out on a date with a guy, he was an undercover cop. He took her out to a salon to get her nails done, and pamper her, but didn’t know how to do it himself. The salon employees were too busy, she ended up with a plant looking thing on her toes, and he kept knocking stuff over. He tried desperately to make her happy, but she was unhappy. The man gives her some old papers that look like travel brochures, there are messages hidden in the brochures he gives her, and then the man disappears. (Flash forward 13 years later) She ended up in a house with a Lesbian gang, they also were gambling, but on ponies, rigging bets. She can’t leave in her car, mustang is still sitting in the driveway, they will see and hear her leaving, she finds the brochures in the glove compartment, and she realizes they are pony bets that are going to win, just in time too, because they were preset many years in advance. She walks down to the corner store, and places her bets with money she stole from the gang. She wins, and hides the money in the park down the street. The leader of the Lesbian gang is very unhappy that she left even for a little while. She feels like she is being held prisoner. They threaten to hurt her two beautiful daughters if she sneaks away again. She doesn’t tell them about the money she won. That night she finds a letter from the man on the date which reads, “I am in love with you, if you feel the same way, meet me here, and we can elope.” There is a map, in the brochure; it is a tourist spot in the city. (I believe San Francisco, CA.) Her heart drops, because she realizes she missed out on meeting up with him and running away years ago. She decides she is going to leave and will have to leave in the middle of the night to escape, but she has to wake her two daughters without them making noise, and sneak them out to the car, she cannot tell them anything in advance, her two daughters around 10 & 12 years old. She is thinking about where she can hide, in the park down the street maybe, she has to go there to get the money she hid anyways. She is making her plans, ready to act but before she can leave the police/swat team raids the gang and finds the girl who has been missing for years. It turns out all of these years she was never in trouble with the law. It was her own fear that led her to believe this was the life she had to lead. Now she can be re-united with her family, she has missed them for so long. But the first thing she does is go to the place on the map. But he isn’t there. The undercover cop has moved on. I can see the man; he is sitting in a dark apartment watching through a telescope, he is still a cop, still working on sting operations. He knows she is free, but how does he approach her. He will wait; he is still in love with her. This will be a happy ending, after years of suffering and pain, bad mistakes. Fairy tells do come true. There is a light at the end of the tunnel; she just doesn’t know it yet.|
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