Re: Dream about the forum
Apr 18: At the top of the driveway near the mailboxes, I watched numerous airplanes spray chemtrails in the blue sky above. Nearby some fireworks were going off. The planes descended and hovered a hundred yards above the rooftops. I ran for cover as they started shooting. The dream repeated but with Jesus standing in the driveway being shot with what looked like hailstones. The next dream took place in the same spot, but a tornado was approaching. The sky grew dark and the tornado went away, but it started snowing. Something to do with "The Forgotten".
Apr 24: I was walking through my old college town, looked up and saw chemtrails being sprayed. Then the wind grew gusty and chilly, figured a storm was approaching. I walked into Pancheros, the local burrito place, and people there were told to take cover because a tornado was coming. I had to lock and brace the door.
Apr 24: A nordic being had crash landed his ship. He walked towards an apartment complex and knocked on a door, to warn the people inside of an impending disaster. Just as they opened the door he noticed a tsunami about to bear down, and told them to close it quick. The wave crashed into him and the building, knocking over its front wall. He got out of the rubble and now was with a rescue team picking up survivors. The team told the survivors they could head to a refugee camp and get some pizzas for 20 bucks, but one guy grumbled about not having any cash. Something about needing gold to weather the storm. They all walked off, came across a fence atop which sat a fox and a mouse that jumped down and scrambled away, then they continued on.
Apr 24: Looked in Reader's Digest and saw story about this Nordic, except he was portrayed as David Wilcock in the magazine. An ad inside showed a basket set on some grass against the backdrop of a nice countryside, with "The Learning Channel" written across the bottom in gold letters. Some guy named 'the NeoBrit' was making fun of the love-n-light angle of this ad.
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Apr 25: Four or five dreams about zombies and vampires. First dream took place in my college physics building which was overrun by hordes of zombies. I hid in the laser room for three days covered in a white sheet until the zombies died out. Another dream took place in a death metal night club with vampires thrashing about in a lewd orgasmic frenzy; an NR member with a brown beard was there, acting as the gofer guy for one of the demon kingpins. In another dream I was outrunning some zombies again, but had found my brother Anthony's BB gun. It carried a Batman emblem, had its front half made of floppy rubber, and had sights all misaligned. I was running through a dark hallway aiming the gun, wishing I had a flashlight to go with it.
[edit: okay, that was one ugly new moon period. No need to go into details, but I did more moderation then than I have all year. Dreams were right on.]