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|add to favorites||850||2014-10-02||DreamBase 2.0||David, your in Trouble!||NativeAmericanDreamWeaver|
|10/2/2014 7:34am I am going to a private meeting in an underground parking lot here in San Jose. The meeting is taking place near stores at Santana Row. A woman walks up to me and says “David you’re in trouble” she hands me an envelope with computer chips and cash inside, along with some reports and memos. I am confused by this and I ask her “How am I in trouble?” Before she can answer police are surrounding me in the parking garage and I am in hand cuffs. I end up in the back of a large van, and on a TV screen is a Judge and I am going to jail, I am suddenly dressed in black and white strips and the judge says “Do not pass go, do not collect $200.00” WTF? I am thinking to myself.|
|add to favorites||846||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||837||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||834||2014-10-31||DreamBase 2.0||Apocalypse of End Follow-up||Trapper|
|Ironic follow-up to my previous 'Apocalypse of End' dream I posted the other day (from 2010). I had not told anyone about it until I posted it, and then hadn't really dwelled on it since. Irony is that I have no had a follow-up to it, that explains a facet of it to me. - - - - - - - - I must preface this dream, in that I am not religious - though not Atheist. I am very secular in general belief. - - - - - - - - I am in an empty auditorium, and while standing in the middle, I can see a large map of the U.S. which appears to be affixed to one of the walls. No one but myself is in the room. Suddenly, a red swastika forms on the map and grows to span the same area as my previous dream, from Canada down into Northern Mexico and across most of the U.S. Then, the swastika is removed, and a giant 'PLUS' sign ('+') is placed where the swastika was. The vertical bar (up and down) runs between the Dakotas and Minnesota, down to Oklahoma City, and on to Houston Texas. The Horizontal Line runs from Virginia Beach Virginia to Las Vegas, and then down to Los Angeles. The color is a deep red once completed. The 'plus' stays now, and slowly, one leg at a time, it grows 'an extension' at the end of each 'arm'. The first 'arm' is from Houston, out into the Gulf to where the BP oil spill was at. Simultaneously, I see '111', then it goes away, then it comes back again '111' (in the middle of the map). Now, it stays, and I see another arm 'growing' from the Virginia Beach area (approximate) up towards D.C., NYC, and almost to Boston. Simultaneously, I see '222' form in the middle of the map. Then, from Yellowstone to Winnepeg, I see a third leg drawn and the number '333' drawn on the map, and much faster now, I see a fourth leg drawn from northern Baja to Los Angeles (and more) and the number '444' flashes for a second, before they all become blood red (they were drawn as black). Once it is complete, it changes to look like a bank vault, where the bars draw back on the big door. Suddenly, the continent begins to shake and split, like a cookie split into four pieces. It is beyond devastation. The word 'END' fades into the middle, and like a projector turned off, it all fades to black (after which, I had what I call 'superficial dreams' of trivial things, like flowers and leaves and water in a peaceful setting - almost like a 'compensation' or 'calming' scene afterwards).|
|add to favorites||824||2011-03-03||DB 1.0 (Closed) - EARTH - Earthquake||Meditational dreams||California Kevin|
I had two meditational type dreams recently. One was showing me a massive earthquake..maybe 10+. in or around the himalayas. That quake completely destroyed part of the mountains. People and villages could not be found and were missing. Could not tell the time of the event. I could not tell whether this was above Afghan, Pakistan, Kashmir or India.
The other was in California I think in march - April. I tried my best to zero in on the center. The best I could see it was in or near Bakersfield. The picture in my head showed cracks going out from the epicenter. The cracks also generated quakes. The words "for two years" appeared above the map I was visioning. Alot of the cracks went toward Los Angeles through the canyon country, but some went east toward Lake Isabella. One crack went toward fresno and some went down the san andreas toward Victorville.
I pray for none of the events to happen unless needed to reach the higher age!
|add to favorites||822||2014-10-02||DreamBase 2.0||Plane Crashes into Office Building||Iris|
|I was in the military, seemed like the Navy, and we were posted in a tropical area. I was there with a small team of military, perhaps 20 people. In a very small house, seemed of Asian influence, we were turning over the operation or the base/camp to the locals. Two of our commanders were leading the turnover ceremony, and the rest of us were witnesses. Then we left the area on multiple ships. I was a diver and on a smaller speedboat. We entered a river or canal, with cement edges, and office buildings close by on other side. These buildings were in the 10-20 story range. The day was tropical, sunny, hot, and I assume a workday as the buildings were full of office workers. Before we left the area, I was to dive down and do repairs, so we our ships/speedboat pulled over to the cement side, and I prepared to dive. I was in a wet suit with flippers. I noticed that overhead were tethered planes; one looked like the space shuttle, the other was a rounder aircraft. I noticed the U.S. flag insignia on both aircraft. Both were floating in the air waiting to be released. First, the air shuttle type craft was released, and it slowly turned around, and then crashed into a red brick building, taking out huge chuncks of brick. I saw many injured or killed, and office workers began to leap from the windows. I leaped from the boat to the ground and began to run, with flippers still on, as did others. Then I noticed the other rounded aircraft also started to waver and looked like it was about to crash into another building, very close to us. This building was of steel and glass construction. So we started to run away towards a third building, somewhat in between the two at risk buildings. The rounded aircraft did hit the building, and again, saw people jump from the windows. I saw the people as they jumped, one hundred or more, and they fell slowly almost as though they were floating. I did not actually see the people hit the ground. I saw all this more with a military mind, and was somewhat calm throughout, although my heart was racing a bit when I woke up.|
|add to favorites||822||2010-10-01||DB 1.0 (Closed) - AFTER LIFE||Greek Dreams for the Non-Greek||Krys|
One night I dreamed my Aunt Bette was getting married. My Aunt Bette was middle aged and wasn't even seeing ayone. The next moring while having coffee with my mom I told her about my dream and she shushed me and crossed herself. "When you dream of a wedding it means a death. Don't say anymore." Two days later my Uncle called to say my mom's (and Aunt Bette's) mother died. A few months later Aunt Bette got married. Dreaming about a wedding means death is a Greek thing I'd never known. I was adopted; a Viking among smallish olive skinned people.
|add to favorites||819||2010-09-03||DB 1.0 (Closed) - AFTER LIFE||They tried to tempt me to come back home||deborah|
Our bodies and life on Earth is not very important. I'd decided I'm not going back home to the heavens after this life. I am escaping the Earth prison and the amnesia we all have. But I also felt a little sad since I knew I had friends long long ago in that place. But for all I know they are now here on Earth with me so I decided even if I don't stay on Earth I am not going back.
Anyhow shortly after deciding that I had a dream that was profoundly joyful and powerful. When people die often they say they are going home. I know what they refer to. When I rejected home it came to me in a dream to remind me of it's power.
I was near the top of a mountain with a friend. I don't know who the friend was. We were waiting at a bus stop. We waited quite a while and saw a regular human city bus pass. We walked a block to get a longer view down the road. We turned around and our bus was at the stop. It was medium green with no markings or signs. Even the windows were green. We both ran full speed back to the bus which was starting to turn around.
We got to the drivers door which was on the port side. The driver wore sunglasses and looked at us. I noticed we both wore sunglasses too. The driver said "Take off your sunglasses" We stood silently and made no move to remove our sunglasses. When he saw this he jerked his chin towards the back and said "Get in." Strangely enough the door in was not the door he had opened to speak with us. It was camoflaged on the side of the bus. We had to stare at the mechanism for a minute to figure out the secret. Some of the passengers inside giggled when they saw we did not know how to open the bus. We figured the puzzle out quickly and got in.
It looked like a normal bus but people from many nationalities were there. Everyone in the bus gave off a feeling of intense joy and relief. It was serene and powerful. Everyone was talking happily and elated. While we were sitting down I was suddenly overcome with unimaginable joy. It was a feeling of succeeding at the one in a million chance of even getting on the bus and now we are safe within but most important the bus was headed home. The thought that there was a home and it was a real place was profound and enticing. Like someone cherished had died and suddenly were standing in front of you happy and safe. Overwhelming like if a soldier died in battle and suddenly found himself home with his wife and children and all was well and he knew it was real not a delusion. I had not expected I would be going home ever and suddenly here I was on the only bus that goes there.
Seconds after sitting down the bus began to move. It immediately left the vicinity of Earth and just a moment after that was out of this solar system. Then it began to beeline towards the center of the galaxy. At that point in the bus the speakers began to fuzzily give instructions to the passengers. It was all in an understandable language but the instructions were different for each region or population of people. Each region had lived with different programming and data and the announcements were telling each tribe and race where they needed to report when we arrived and what they needed to do. I was then a little surprised that the sound system was so poor. I was listening anxiously for the data for the native americans but I couldn't quite hear it. Then just as the dream ended I could see how worn and aged the bus was in addition to the speakers on the fritz. It's like the dream shut off quick as soon as I saw that and I was wide awake. Afterwards the incredible feeling of joy lingered. I was so happy to remember I had a home that was real not here on Earth. It did not change my mind on not returning. The dream tried to reactivate my obedience by reminding me of where I came from and instead it inadvertently restored another important memory of what is real and where it is.
|add to favorites||813||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||813||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.|
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