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|add to favorites||626||2012-02-25||DB 1.0 (Closed) - EARTH||California Earthquake||Backenstein|
Really not sure if this even happened. I'm confused about this afterthought from what would have been ~7AM PST +/- 2 hours.
Radio/or TV announcer: something like, "Earthquake was centered north of Monterrey."
Full disclosure: I just looked at the USGS and saw a 4.3 far north of there at Petrolia before writing this.
In analysis, that seems too far north and too small to be related to this dream blip, one would think.
|add to favorites||625||2012-02-23||DB 1.0 (Closed) - EARTH||Paradise Lost||William|
On President’s Day, 2/20/2012, just after midnight I had what I believe to be a dream from God involving a room in which there is a wall mural of a tropical island paradise. Here is how I remember it; a man came running into the room where the tropical island paradise wall mural is. He was an average build man, with medium to light complexion and a short beard. He looked scared to death; he had a look of stark terror and fear on his face and was in a panic, but did not or could not say anything. I think I called to him a couple of times loudly and asked; “what is wrong?” He did not answer. The next thing I saw was the wall mural of the tropical island but I could not see any of the scene, it had turned a smoky--cloudy black and gray.
Later the same night I had another dream; I remember seeing a Google Earth picture of a city and I heard “check the distance from Oklahoma City.” My response was; “Why Oklahoma City, what does that have to do with anything?
Two days later i did check the distance from Oklahoma City and found some truly amazing things in relation to these dreams which I have written up at this link http://endtimesforecaster.blogspot.com/2012/02/dreams-of-paradise-lost.html
|add to favorites||623||2014-10-26||DreamBase 2.0||Total CEO||Dreamerofdreams|
|I dreamed myself and a friend/close family member were flying (astroplane) into an airport. It was industrial around it, but not new industry, more like cargo and storage around the airport. I got scolded for flying in the wrong way because it had not been approved by the tower and was not a flight path. Once we got there I had to submit my pilot papers to be able to fly a cargo plane a man that was rotund with a white mustache had gotten for me to use. I was familiar with him. He as a grandfather or uncle, but it felt more like grandfather. He was proud of me. I was a young blonde woman in her med twenties and the other woman with me was a brunette about the same age. we were related either sisters or cousins. There were some questions about my documents because of the path I flew in but I had 6000 flying hours so my Grandfather told me not to worry about it. He also had influence and people were accommodating because of his influence. He said he was staying behind because he had business to take care of and he knew we could pick up the cargo and bring it back. We were flying south across a large continent to a southern island. They took us to the plane we were to use and we went inside. The plane was luxurious in the front behind the cabin, but it hadn’t been used in along time. There were cobwebs on the seats on the lounge area. There was a river by the airport as well and electrical lines crossed the river at different points. This was bothersome but I felt I could maneuver the plane throughout them. We took off and started to climb, there seemed to be a problem with the plane and I turned it around and came back in. Once I landed there was a heavyset woman there along with some airport officials. She told me she was a Cabinet Member of the county we were in and had to interrupt what she was doing to come there because of what happened. After going through conversation with her and the airport officials they said it was just as well I had turned around because the weather was bad where I was going and I wouldn’t have made it. I woke up and remembered the dream vividly, still do after a week. The thing that stood out to me was the old man, grandfather./uncle. I kept trying to figure out how he was in my dream. I hadn’t seen anyone or know anyone that fit that description. I went about my morning started reading the news. Then I saw the CEO of TOTAL was killed in a plane accident taxiing the runway leaving Moscow. He was the man in my dream.|
|add to favorites||622||2012-09-13||DB 1.0 (Closed) - EARTH||My 2nd Earthquake Dream||Unami|
Sometime on Sept 11th 2012 I had my 2nd Earthquake dream just as vivid from the earthquake dream I had posted a couple of years ago here. Only this time it lasts only about 5 seconds. This time I'm in bead sleeping on my stomach being shaken a wake because of a violent Roar and side to side shaking. Then it suddenly stops. At first I wasnt sure if it was real or if I dreamt it. So I asked others, aparently it was dream. Now 2 days later a light bulb went off in my head. The shaking from both dreams was identical only in the second there was the sound of a violent roar. Reminds me of the 1994 Northridge quake to those that lived through that. 2 key differences though. The Northridge quake happened when it was still very dark outside with an eary blue glow from the moon, and it was a violent up and down shaker. But based on this 2nd dream and the past dream this quake is during the day possibly in the mid morning hours with thick overcast. And 2nd this quake has a violent side to side motion not up and down. My eureka moment came when direction of the shaking was identical with both dreams via flying objects in my room and stuff. So I pulled out my lensatic compass and based on this if i'm reading it right, the shaking motion goes from the 8degrees NE to 40degreesSW violent side to side. Im still in Newhall southern California area code 91321 which is the same for both dreams, for those enterprising individuals who want use this info with an overlay of known faultlines in the area. Plus theres been a strong sulfer smell in the area and according to Stevequayle.com this is from gas releases from faultlines preluding the BIGONE. So I suggest to anyone living in the area should stock quickly on food and at least 1 to 2 weeks worth of water cant count on Fema why should you. Interesting tid bit also. The main water pipe that feeds the San Fernando Valley and the Greater LA basin passes through Newhall. Its very big and looks similar to the Alaska pipeline only this one feeds water. I hope it doesnt break cause man o man LA will be in a lot of trouble if it does.
|add to favorites||620||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||620||2010-11-17||DB 1.0 (Closed) - FIRE - Fires on Land||Russian barbeque||Finite Statist Machine|
November 11, 2010
I dreamed I was back in college in 1982 sitting in the weekly Thursday student forum. This was spring time and the school was announcing which students would be sent to various humanitarian projects around the world, like teaching English to refugees, working at various archeological digs etc, and that kind of thing.
I lean over to a friend and tell him "They never pick me for these silly things" as it was always the politically connected students who seemed to get in on these junkets for the summer. Then suddenly they call my name to come on stage. So I march up the steps to the stage and the school administrator is handing out 1 meter long barbeque sauce brushes, and I am just amazed at the length of these things and he says "these will be your tools for the summer of 2015 in Russia" and he hands me two of them!
I am not sure what barbeque in Russia I am going to in 2015, but I am heartened by the thought that I might be around to be at one.
PS: I've always been good at predicting trends and kind of seeing what's on cusp ahead of everyone else, which served me very well in early in my career. I haven't been able to do that since 2001, I don't seem to be able to see past 2012, its like a wall for me that has been very disconcerting. This is the first dream I have had in ages of something that is past that date.
|add to favorites||620||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||619||2010-06-15||DB 1.0 (Closed) - Stocks & Co.'s||BP suicide||downrodeo|
I was dreaming that I was in a room that was unfamiliar to me. If I had to guess, I would say that I was in a room on giant ship, which I understood to be owned by BP. I think it may have been the room the BP engineers used to work on the problem of the oil leak, however, I was the only person in the room at that time. The radio was on and tuned into the news. Suddenly, the radio grabbed my attention. The radio announcer said, "this just in, the CEO of BP has committed suicide by a self-inflicted gunshot wound to the head". At that instant, I realized that all of the scrutiny that this man had been under had been unbearable, and he was no longer able to take the pressure. I felt remorse at that moment because he had just become another victim of this catastrophe. The next thing I knew, I was looking at a piece of paper on the desk. At this point, the dream became very lucid. I realized that I was dreaming and I also knew that whatever was written on that piece of paper was very important. I read it and tried to find a pen but I realized that it was no use because I was dreaming and anything that I wrote down would also stay in the dream. I tried to read it over and over to memorize it, but I couldn't manage to do it because it was about 5 lines long in a boxed format, with approximately 13 characters on each line, and I could feel things start to disintigrate. Below is an approximation of the only thing I was able to recall from the message (the X's denote characters that I was unable to recall)
That's all I've got on this one.
|add to favorites||618||2012-10-21||DB 1.0 (Closed) - EARTH||In Coming Asteroid Newscast||albey|
I had a dream that started with a newsflash of a large incoming asteroid that was going to impact the earth. The Newscast seemed to have a red aura in the screen, then there was as second newscast with the same red aura with the newscaster stating that the asteroid would was projected to strike off a location showing a map which looked like southern Mexico;/the Balize area For some reason I could see the image of the asteroid, it was oval/elongated in shape. I had a sense of calm and panic at t he same time in the dream. In the next part of the dream I was standing on a shore type location with a co-worker and I explained that the news stated there was an incoming asteroid within 24 hours. He was next pointing out to the ocean and stating look. There was a quick image of a black item in the sky that was unclear, but more important there was a stream of ships, one after the other leaving the shore locations going out to sea.
|add to favorites||618||2012-01-27||DB 1.0 (Closed) - EARTH||Earth Spirits Angered||Philistine|
I dreamed a long sequence dream involving what I saw as Earth Spirits. I was with a small group of hikers in the woods. The terrain was rocky and hilly like foothills of a mountain. It was summertime as all the leaves were green and fully grown.
It started small. The spirits were, one by one, taking form and harrassing my group, ultimately killing one of us. (I very rarely dream of human death) The first manifestation of this energy rose up from the forest floor like a wind blowing leaves, then sticks striking us, and we ran. We became very aware of the intense feeling we all felt to leave the area. The sky darkened as with a rain cloud.
As we ran we heard the force grow in power, crashing around behind us. We caught glimpses of a monstrous form composed entirely of sticks and leaves and detritus in the woods that had come together in this energy. And it was growing as we ran.
We eventually came to a roadway that crossed a rocky creek. We thought we could get away on this road or hide under the concrete bridge. This is the ugly part. The monster had assumed the shape of a giant moose (made of leaves, sticks, and dirt). It rose up before us, 50 feet tall, sheer terror. Just as we regained composure and began to move again, the head of the moose swept down and grabbed a man in the group and consumed him. We scrambled under the bridge.
As we tried to squeeze up into the corner under the bridge, where the concrete "creek bed" rises to meet the roadway underneath, (like where you'd go if there was a storm or tornado) the monster had changed form into a 12 foot (4 meters) tall chicken. It had glowing red eyes and was looking more feathery than like forest materials, and it was looking for us. I either tried to distract it, and sacrifice myself, or I was abandoning my mates, because the dream ended with me running down the ramp and away from the chicken, and it began to cluck and follow me, stamping towards me like a dinosaur.
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