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add to favorites 736 2014-09-06 DB 1.0 (Closed) - Collapse Crash Estonian City Starts Collapse Spencer

 

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 734 2010-07-03 DB 1.0 (Closed) - Just Plain WEIRD The Temple or the devil's seal Weird Dreams
This dream is fresh from today July 4,2010. This dream was extremely like weird,I was in this expedition whit some monks or whatever i know they had capes on don't remember the color. I was not invited instead I knock a monk and tock hes stuff he had book whit a language that does not even exist like LVZLI. Like I said I was traspassing, We all went in this boat were it lead to a center were there were alot of rocks, Whit symbols on them. One of the monk just got out of the boat and took out a staff and began to say many strange words this symbols disappear and each time id happen they said shhhhh sshhhhh all the seals were broken this guy just appear and told me everything it was about freeing the um yeah the devil . I WAS SHOCK in the dream one part was funny i began to say: shit, shit, shit no no no no hell no!!. And I woke up I remember everything about the dream and went back to sleep. Still dreaming the same thing this door just open when all the seal were broken .MOnks just entered there was like all extreme girl like seducing you touching their stuff monks went to join them but they died cuss they were all demons except me yes i almost lost control of the dream and went to the trap but no. Guess what devil was almost free only one seal left or temple but all the demon inside were free. So i ran and ran demons following me until i saw this mark in the sky I WOKE UP SCREMING INSIDE OF ME. The mark i search for it on goggle on some site of so many symbol y recognized it and yes it was the devil seal that i was dreaming about and i have never seen it before.
add to favorites 733 2012-10-31 DB 1.0 (Closed) - Collapse Crash surreptitious food shortage Roberta Bogner

 I was unpacking my can of Jif after having come from the store, and noticed a "streaking" pattern against the side of the glass as if it had already been opened and a knife scraped against the side. After opening the supposed new pristine jar, lots of its contents in the center had been removed in such a way that it had appeared untouched.

I was somehow made aware that the Pope had decreed that we must give our food to others in other countries, and they were taking from Americans.

add to favorites 731 2014-10-09 DreamBase 2.0 The Hunter sherriann
September 21/22, 2014 -- The Hunter I am shown a large image of a hunter wearing hunting camo and quite loudly I said, "Chris!"
add to favorites 728 2012-10-23 DB 1.0 (Closed) - Surreality/WuJo Revelations / double dream within dream Toby

Dream began while I was walking down a blacktop highway road outside of a major metropolitan city with a number of refugees including my family and me. I immediately noticed the rolling hills of a dessert like environment but the freshly laid pavement, crisp white road lines freshly painted and pedestrian signs every 100 meters or so. A large fog horn like sounds echoes from the heavens and immediately I think of revelations from the bible as a feeling of hopelessness and armageddon takes over my consciousness. I fear for my family walking beside me my mother, father, brother and girlfriend. I remember something about seven horns before the end comes for some reason and know by some weird way that the most recent horn although the first heard in my dream was the fifth. The pace of everybody’s walk becomes faster and faster as the 6th horn sounds, echoing from the heavens with no apparent source. looking back from where we've come I see a city scape with large buildings. Bright blue skies and stratus like clouds fill the sky so vivid and surreal. Just then the seventh horn blares and I know that this is the time, if something was to happen it was surely going to happen now. With everyone sharing a mutual conscious a uncomfortable moment of silence ensues before a loud rumbling generates in the distance ahead past the horizon. The rumble becomes a loud growl and piercing whistle as if to indicate something extremely fast is approaching. looking up I see a white trailing cloud shooting across the sky above to compliment the rumble and whistling, a woman screams and creates a frenzy amongst the crowd of people now looking mesmerized by the scene above. A commotion of panic now ensues as everyone drops their belongings and begins to run franticly with their loved ones at side. As I began to run with my girlfriends hand in mine, I feel a flash of heat and my peripheral vision radiates with a bright glow. knowing in my mind it had hit miles away but indeed we were in extreme danger and the world would never be the same again. I glance at my mother, the concern in her eyes heightens my awareness and I can tell she is in dire duress. she moves her lips as if to say i love you as my father grabs her and yanks her as he runs. I glance back to see what’s happening and see a wall of bright white, dust and death screaming our way faster than I could ever imagine. As it is about to reach us I accept my inevitable death and with a moments breath both my girlfriend and I look at one another simultaneously saying "I love you" with haste, forcing it out of our mouths quickly knowing these were our dying words. We kiss. I close my eyes and the blast hits us and I feel the warmth, expecting the experience of death the warmth overwhelms and encompasses my body with what felt like an appendage going to sleep, as it awakens it begins to furiously tingle exponentiously until the blood flow returns to normal. My whole body felt like that and as the tingles peaked I feel weird because I know I’m dead but I can still think subconsciously. The voice within me quanders and I am confused, but even more so I feel scared and worried for my family and their inevitable loss, I wonder if they too can still think and feel as I can and how they must feel given their loss of loved ones as well. I then awake...

 It’s a brisk cold but fresh morning and I have awoken in a park on a bench, dew is on the grass. As I shake the sleep from my eyes I immediately become concerned given my recent dream. For some weird reason my father is at my side and we both look at one another with angst. silently communicating to one another we wonder what just happened and if perhaps we just had the same dream? Am I dead....? Are we both dead? If so, where are the others!?! Where is my mother!!? Where the hell are we?!? We don’t speak a word as we begin to walk. There is a hill atop sits a neighborhood of houses with a road that switchbacks twice to the top of the hill. We start to walk, silently not one word is spoken. I can see the breath as it comes out of my mouth in a surreal fog as we begin the climb to the top of the hill, "Am I only dreaming" I think to myself as I begin to panic and look to my side, my father gone and nowhere in sight. As the panic gets worse I try to put together the events that happened in detail and it is at this point that I awake. Thankful that my life is as it was and all of this was only a dream.

add to favorites 726 2012-10-26 DB 1.0 (Closed) - Time Warps/WuJo The horse drawn taxi-car Philistine
I only remember a remarkable scene in this one out of a long dream sequence taking place in another time or alternate timeline. I found myself climbing into a taxi. This was a tall vehicle, shaped like an old VW van, sort of pill shaped, just as wide, but taller. Instead of wheels in front, there were two horses. But they were completely under the body of the taxi. You could just see their large black feet while approaching and getting in. I knew it was horses under there and just saw the feet and climbed in. The driver sat in the cab in front and directly above the horses. The driver was older with wiry grey hair and a little conductor's cap. He sat in the middle and worked some pedals and a giant steering wheel that was about 2 feet across and almost totally horizontal. I sat on a black leather bench seat behind this person which was against the back wall, with about 4 feet of floor between us. We hardly talked. Just the usual "have a seat we'll be there in a while" but not much more. The interior was completely clean, nicely painted in white with red details and some polished wood. I remember this part with unusual clarity. I was bored and looking at all the workmanship of the carriage, which was impeccable. The taxi moved slowly and steadily around dark narrow rainy streets, very much like what you see in old movies about London. It was late and we were the only ones out. I was very impressed with the smoothness of the ride. We arrived without any deviations, just a nice 20 minute ride though dark wet cityscapes. I paid the fellow and climbed down with a bag and made my way towards a large wall and gate with a house behind. Observations: This was unusual in that there was not the usual chaos of a dream. This was a linear, clear, and detailed trip in a strange vehicle. There were modern lights and manufactured goods, such as the tires and body of the cab. Otherwise, it was very much like the 1890's never ended, and everything besides widespread combustion engines just continued in that trajectory. To me this was very much a parallel time line/universe with Earth and humans, only a completely different history had played out.
add to favorites 726 2010-10-22 DB 1.0 (Closed) - Calamity Misc. Travelling Fire Krys

Just before I woke up this morning I had a dream of being outside, other people around, some kind of social disorder as there was underlying anger, tension, arguing, general strife.  Then, out of nowhere, flames started hitting the gound and moving toward us.  The fires weren't spreading, it was like small flames were being spit down on the ground but no object(s) were causing them as they crashed, and it was moving in a path.  It was a mini verion of the solar destruction in the film KNOWING. Then a voice stated, "Sunday, May 31st."  Then I woke up.  I googled Sunday, May 31st and found the next time May 31st falls on a Sunday is 2015.

add to favorites 724 2010-12-25 DB 1.0 (Closed) - Money Dreams Money futures wendlo

This dream is a work dream. I am in bed and I have this dream where people are busy buying stocks and bonds. everyone is happy. then as they shove money into their pockets and walk proudly about, Yet when they go to get some money to buy something they pull out lint and feathers.

add to favorites 723 2014-10-30 DreamBase 2.0 Heres' confirmation CharlieG
Not exactly a dream more like a sudden realization like OMG that's it. Prison Food Scandal Pushed By Dem Group In Tight Michigan Governor's Race read the headline
add to favorites 723 2014-10-08 DreamBase 2.0 P1_01: Quarantine ("Dallas Intended Dream") Rae
It seemed to be my first day of work at a drugstore. No one aknowledged me or would pay much attention to me. I'm trying to look around some and get to know the store. Customers are at the counter and I try to help. A lady asks for a manila envelope,10x13. I'm trying to look under the counters but they are covered with big sheets of paper with charts and schedules hand written on them. I lift the bottoms and see envelops but none of the sizes I hold up are right. They all turn into flat paper bags and I'm still trying to check for the right size and I see the bags are all the ones that look like newspaper pages. I see the name "Dallas" in the print numerous times. (I assume I was seeing that because the intention of my dream I had been reciting earlier was "Events in Dallas over the next few weeks" and I went to sleep with the image of the word "Dallas" in my mind as it would appear next to a star on a map of Texas.) I'm frustrated because I can't help anyone, I don't understand why no one is training me and I don't know why I am trying to work in a drug store. I go out back to look for help and there are people I talk to a little... the one stops and looks wide-eyed at people coming back from lunch. For some reason they are in trouble because they ate the fish and they were supposed to take something to cover it up and they didn't. I was thinking or saying that I don't understand the problem, all they did was eat some fish..... but to everyone else it was a very serious problem and they were upset about it. The people that had eaten the fish seemed oblivious to having done anything wrong but they wouldn't let them back in the drug store. The number 260 and 270 had significance. Each number was on something a few inches in size and plastic, I think oval in shape but I can't fit where it was in the dream now.

 

 


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