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|add to favorites||744||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||743||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||743||2014-06-08||DB 1.0 (Closed) - FIRE - Fires on Land||Melting||JamieW|
This dream actually came from my 5-year-old daughter, so I don’t have as many details as I might if it were me, but she honestly has had many instances of talking about things before the happen, etc, that I take her little thoughts & dreams very seriously. (For example, a few weeks ago she randomly said “God needs more people in heaven,” and then a week later my grandpa unexpectedly fell down the stairs and passed away.)
This morning she came stumbling groggily in to my office after waking and said, ”In three weeks this whole place is gonna melt!”
I asked her what she meant, and she repeated it again. I asked her if it was from a dream and she said, “Yes, that’s what they were all saying.” I asked her who, and at that point all she could remember was her brother, but it was clear there were many people involved.
We do live in Phoenix, so it is entirely possible that we will “melt” here in three weeks, but the tone of her voice made me feel it was necessary to report. I’m a daily UrbanSurvival/Peoplenomics reader, and I really enjoy hearing about the work you do here.
|add to favorites||740||2011-01-14||DB 1.0 (Closed) - Stocks & Co.'s||Gold Plummets||Krys|
Lincoln, NE 4am
I had a dream where gold starts to fall and then very suddenly drops to $50.00 and ounce.
|add to favorites||725||2014-10-23||DreamBase 2.0||answers||Edna|
|A vocal message. I had no visual dream just a voice. Everyone already knows everything. They just don’t know that they know. Certain words or events will cause them to “just know”. It is the understanding or the lack of understanding of their knowledge that causes them trouble. You must continue your inner search for the “knowing”.|
|add to favorites||725||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||719||2010-05-23||DB 1.0 (Closed) - Collapse Crash||The beginning of the end?||Capri|
I find myself in a grocery store with a cart full of canned goods. I feel anxious, and by feel I mean while dreaming I KNOW I'm dreaming, I stop my cart and take a look around at a very 'Real Life' scene. Suddenly I can see my emotions comming out of my body like heat off hot pavement. I look around to see if my fellow shoppers are having the same experience. I know it's 'Time', but I'm getting ready to call out a warning to the people in the store. Suddenly, nothing matters more than me finding my way home. I am angry for finding myself in a stupid grocery store when I need to be home. The grocery store people are starting to get that it's 'Time' and most of them become wild, running or crying, abandoning their carts, or sweeping armfulls of useless item into them. I look for one person that has not gone wild and see her standing looking back at me. We don't recognize but rather just know one another. It is our mission to get back to our families by working togeather. We hold hands and make our way to her vehicle. We see some men that might be military, but just mostly crazed individuals. I need to push my emotions onto the mass of people, to calm them, let them know they must only have the mission of getting home, not let the idea that it's 'Time' make them crazy.I realize it's no use, they are not going to feel me. The woman and I get in the car and go like hell. All she will say to me is 'I Know' as we try to escape the city and get to our country homes. A rock smashes out her back window, we run up a curb and we both know that is the end of the car helping us. We exit and see people looking at the car, but we cannot understand what they are saying. We know it is time to part ways, and we both say 'Goodbye' as one. I suddenly know that the other woman is me, and watch her(me?) diappear and wish us good luck. I'm not far from home, but all the vivid colors and smells are suddenly becoming mute.I look at a tree that flames the color red and then dulls to beige. I feel my family waiting, they are okay because they are home, but I know I need to keep going and get there before the 'Time" has passed...This is usually where the dream ends. I have been repeat dreaming the above, all or some of it, exactly the same, for six months now. Not every night but at least once weekly. When I wake, I can't separate myself from the dream for hours. In my 'Real Life' I find myself practically running to get my grocery shopping done, so I'm not in the damn store when it's finally 'Time'.Something tells me it dosen't even really matter.
|add to favorites||718||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||716||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.|
|add to favorites||715||2011-03-19||DB 1.0 (Closed) - AIR||A rider on a roan horse came to rescue me from death||Mariel|
I had a very short dream a couple of months ago. I dreamed that Jesus came riding a roan horse (beige colored
with reddish highlights, not the "red horse" of the Apocalypse). He was wearing a dark colored cloak which I
thought was probably 18th century vintage. I knew who it was even though he was not presented in typical garb.
He scooped me up to carry me off, and communicated the thought "I have come to rescue you from death".
This action was preceded by a brief realization that I was in a dangerous situation which might result in death,
but the realization was so brief that I did not record any details from that part of the dream. The dream was
wholly positive; most of my dreams are anxiety-dreams, although I dream very little now.
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