Dreamed 12/5/2011

Scene 1

My company has just been bought out by another company. We, the employees of the swallowed company, are waiting for news of our fate.  Will we still have jobs?  Our new CEO has declared that today is "Soul Day."   Many of the takeover team from the new company have come to work with bright orange T-shirts that have SOUL DAY in bold black letters on the front.  'Soul' is on top of 'Day,'  the words are not on one line.  This is significant, but I don't know why.

I notice that everyone wearing an orange SOUL DAY t-shirt is a young white male with crew-cut blonde hair and blue eyes. 

Will I be allowed to wear the SOUL DAY t-shirt?  I really, really want one.  I could make my own shirt, but would they let me wear it?  Probably not.

Scene 2

Without warning, I am suddenly flung across the room at the office.  I have slammed into an internal glass wall.

The camera zooms forward, fast and out of focus.  I see shattered glass.  Everything is falling.

An Asian Woman has also crashed into the glass.  Her face is at the center of a starburst fracture in the glass, and she is bleeding, and crying.

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Comments:

Scene 1 seems to be about irrelevant events at a modern office.  Who cares if the new CEO declares it to be 'SOUL DAY?'  What do these young white guys know about 'Soul,' and what does any of it have to do with the conduct of business? 

Roman Catholics celebrate "All Souls Day", aka "The Day of the Dead" on November 2nd, where they pray for souls trapped in purgatory.  I just read about this, here:  http://all-souls-day.123holiday.net/   With that in mind, Scene 2 makes sense;  It seems to be about a disaster striking suddenly, without warning-- Possibly another large earthquake in Japan (based on the injured Asian Woman crying)?  Also, being the victim of a corporate takeover felt like purgatory...

In my dream I was watching some government or institutional crisis center monitoring the Research in Motion Blackberry outage in Europe.  

This center looked like a cross between an Internet ISP NOC and a kind of a war room.   There were people in there busy watching network traffic and wondering how they could stop the network congestion on the Blackberry Network that resulted from a DDOS attack on a key Blackberry router in Europe.  

Someone in the room yelled, "what can we do about this attack from 'We Are Anonymous'? Stock traders use Blackberrys in Europe and North America.  Stock traders are pissed because their orders are not going through in time!"

I never made the connection to the We Are Anonymous threat, I don't know if the dream if the dream is true.  Stock brokers do like the Blackberry, mostly because of its proprietary encryption and closed network that is not easy to intercept. The timing of the event does fit with the warning they gave.  But I've also heard the warning was a bogus warning by someone wanting to bring bad publicity to the OWS protest.  I don't know what to make of the dream.

In my dream last night, at one point I remember, I was looking at a computer or TV monitor and the person speaking was delivering financial news. The story was focused on a social site called "tWixT" (spelled exactly like that) and the story was a very bad person had somehow become "the worse person ever allowed on Wix". Narrative continued and made several more references to the site name, shortening it to "Wix": "the person had been Wixed", "person had been Wixing.." "Wixer" etc. 

4-8-2011

I had re-occurring dreams last night that the price of silver collapsed to $10 an ounce from its current levels. It took 2-3 weeks for this collapse to occur, which is crazy.

GT

I had a dream last night all I could see was people with ribbons of paper circling their feet and the number nine thousand running accross a ticker tape at the top. 

forlorn and sad looks were everywhere. 

Lincoln, NE 4am

I had a dream where gold starts to fall and then very suddenly drops to $50.00 and ounce.

My daughter dreamed this last week:

She was watching a quiz show in which the prize was won by a couple who had to make a choice.   They won three GM longbed trucks which were filled with "krill".    They could keep $10,000 or have the thrill of watching the "krill" be dumped into a huge wall-sized aquarium filled with sharks and smaller fish who would then indulge in a "feeding frenzy".    She could see through the glass that there were many people on the other side who were avidly urging them to dump the "krill".    She woke up before the decision was made.   She had a vague idea that "krill" was something smaller than the slimy little wrigglers the trucks were filled with---found them repugnant---but the word "krill" is not in her habitual consciousness and that puzzled her more than the dream itself.    She was dismayed by the eagerness of spectators to watch the "feeding frenzy".    I told her that GM is planning an IPO but she does not watch the financial channels, does not know what an IPO is, and I do not understand that sort of thing either.   This is the same daughter who once lived in the house in Spokane where I dreamed about gold being refused for a loaf of bread about a month ago.

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.

I dreamed I lived in rural New York (I'm a die-hard westerner) and that I was working for Rachael Maddow who had resurrected the Mohawk Regional Airline.  I don't know New York very well but wherever it was it had maple (birch?) trees and it was in the future.  People were no longer living in oversized macmansion houses, they bought houses based on their actual need for space.  I was living in a little yellow brick house that was almost like something you'd see in the Colorado moutains, the floors were knotty pine.  

I was the IT manager for Mohawk reservations and flight operations in this dream and we were all excited about restarting an airline that served small communities without hub and choke connections (which are easily disrupted by bad weather).   This seem to be a time in the future when wage arbitrage is abolished and the rule of Wall Street functions solely for creating wealth by building up companies.  Airlines were no longer dishing out free seats to their banks credit card customers.  Fuel didn't seem to be in short supply nor was it expensive but I don't recall seeing a plane in the dream. Short term planning was out and people were making a living the old way by working for it. 

Rachael had given up her MSNBC job since the "reforms" were instituted and the meritocracy had been put in place in Washington DC.  There was no more juicy political infighting anymore so Rachael decided to start an airline.  Even stranger was that she had two kids, a husband, and was an entrepreneur. I didn't claim this dream is logical.  But she seemed like a very nice woman to work for in her job as CEO and owner of the company.

There was a very peaceful, calm vibe to the dream.  Like America had returned to sanity.

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)

ALGOXXXXXXXXX
XXXXXXSTOPXXX 
XXXXXXXXXXFIRE

That's all I've got on this one.