The Dragon person is magnanimous and full of vitality and strength. In China, the Dragon symbolizes the emperor or the male. It represents power, those born in the Dragon year are said to wear the horns of destiny. The Dragon is a veritable storage of energy. The Chinese call him the guardian of wealth and power. Certainly, a prosperous sign to belong, but, then again, the Dragon is a sign most prone to megalomania.
Famous Dragons: St. Joan of Arc, Che Guevara, John Lennon, Frank Sinatra
and Yehudi Menuhin.
NOTE: The last large earthquakes in Alaska were in 1957, 9.1; 1964, 9.2; 1965, 8.7. The large quake in Alaska moved the land towards the coastline by 70 feet. It caused millions of dollars in damage as the quake not only damaged buildings and land, but it caused a huge tsunami which came back in and slammed every building and pieces of debris which destroyed many other buildings as well. The earthquake was felt over approximately 7,000,000 square mile of Alaska, and portions of the Yukon Territory and Canada. The tsunami wave left serious damage along the Gulf of Alaska, Canada, Hawaii and the West Coast of the United States.
SEE: ALASKA DANGERS
In Europe, most of the other quakes occur in the Alpine belt, which cuts across Europe and Asia from Burma to southern Europe and North Africa. This prophecy follows along with the previous one from 7-24-89 where France, Spain, and Portugal were given.
In the book of Isaiah, Chapter 24, a similar prophecy was given against Tyre in Egypt. If one looks at a map, it follows the same earthquake fault and is directly across the narrow mediterranean from Europe.
"The earth is completely broken down; the earth is totally rent—the earth is moved exceedingly. The earth shall reel to and fro like a drunkard, and shall be removed like a cottage; and the transgression thereof shall be heavy upon it; it shall fall, and not rise again. And it shall come to pass in that day, that the Eternal shall punish the host of the high ones that are on high, and the kings of the earth upon the earth. They will be gathered together as prisoners in a pit; they will be shut up in a prison, and after many days they will be punished. Then the moon will e confounded, and the sun ashamed; for the Lord of hosts will reign on Mount Zion and in Jerusalem and before his elders he will manifest his glory." (Isaiah 24:19-23).
Another dream seemed to be about the Chinese people or China, but I can't remember the dream at all.
I decided to look up the term "240 cycles" on the internet. Besides some junk files, one file was about music, one was about tachychardia of the heart, and one was about NASA.
I wanted the one about music to be the right one so I spent the morning looking up files about music theory since I'm working on a file about sound.
I still didn't feel comfortable about the meaning of the "240 cycles" so I decided to meditate on the term. This is what I saw and heard:
#1 - I saw four sizes of bullets or missiles, starting with a small one on the left getting progressively large towards the right.
#2 - I put my thumb on the 1st one and a voice said, "Oh! That's the micro-lockout thing."
#3 - Then I saw some guys . . . older teens or young 20's. There were 5 of them. Three of them were sitting on a long table with their legs hanging over the edge. Two were standing. . . one to the left, one to the right. They were wearing baseball caps on backwards, at least had on white shorts. They wore T shirts and oversize sports shoes. They were having an argument or loud discussion with each other. (I couldn't understand the words.)
#4 - "Nuclear weapons!"
#5 - "Funerals!"
#6 - Two men were arguing with each other. One said, "Can you tell me what's going on here?" The other guy said, "Bills and more bills!"
#7 - "Rumours of war!"
#8 - "The legal system is messy!"
#9 - I saw an older man sitting behind a large desk. He was wearing a medium blue long sleeved shirt. I think he wore a tie, but not sure. He was in a large business type office, but I couldn't see the background walls of it. He said in a deep voice, "You asked a question and the answer was 'No'! Now the answer is 'Yes!' Can't you wait until you notify your own countries men?"
#10 - I saw a man in a white shirt sitting on a long table similar to the young men earlier. He said, "It's coded in 3 . . . Agnus Dei!" (The meaning of Agnus Dei sacrament)
NOTE: According to the tradition, the Agnus Dei sacrament has not been used since 1964 and since only a Pope can consecrate the wax used in this ceremony, and no Pope has done it, there is NO Agnus Dei available. It is only done during Easter week Saturday.
#11 - I saw the words ...' It's the 4th move Mr. Schultz!'
#12 - "It goes into effect at 90,000 hours"
NOTE: (This meditation was done on 1-21-00 at 12:30 p.m. PST.) 90,000 hours - 3,750 days. 3,750 days = 535.71428 days. 535.71428 days from today = June 18, 2001
#13 - "This hurts me more than it hurts you. You don't know a mosquito from a missile!"
In 1967, the final day of what became at that point the bloodiest single battle of the war, the battle for two hills numbered 881 and 861, about 550 Marines were killed or wounded in the week that it took them to capture both hills.
Prime Minister, Harold McMillan, speaking in the House of Commons, on June 17, recommends that the Commonwealth Prime Ministers' Meeting should consult on the crisis situation in British Guiana. On June 24th Prime Minister DR. Cheddie Jagan concurs.
1964 - Proportional Representative System. A coalition Government of PNC and UF attains power.
Will Farish at 25 years old was a personal aide to Zapata chairman George Bush in Bush's unsuccessful 1964 campaign for Senate. Will Farish used `` that Auschwitz money '' to back George Bush financially, investing in Zapata. When Bush was elected to Congress in 1966, Farish joined the Zapata board.
When George Bush became U.S. Vice President in 1980, the Farish and Bush family fortunes were again completely, secretly commingled. As we shall see, the old projects were now being revived on a breathtaking scale
The Nazi regime surrendered in May 1945. In July 1945, General Draper was called to Europe by the American military government authorities in Germany. Draper was appointed head of the Economics Division of the U.S. Control Commission. He was assigned to take apart the Nazi corporate cartels. There is an astonishing but perfectly logical rationale to this--Draper knew a lot about the subject! General Draper, who had spent about 15 years financing and managing the dirtiest of the Nazi enterprises, was now authorized to decide who was exposed, who lost and who kept his business, and in practical effect, who was prosecuted for war crimes.
Draper and his colleagues demanded that Germany and the world accept the collective guilt of the German people as the explanation for the rise of Hitler's New Order, and the Nazi war crimes.
After several years of government service (often working directly for Averell Harriman in the North Atlantic Alliance), General Draper was appointed in 1958 chairman of a committee which was to advise President Dwight Eisenhower on the proper course for U.S. military aid to other countries. At that time, Prescott Bush was a U.S. Senator from Connecticut, a confidential friend and golf partner with National Security Director Gordon Gray, and an important golf partner with Dwight Eisenhower as well. Prescott's old lawyer from the Nazi days, John Foster Dulles, was Secretary of State, and his brother Allen Dulles, formerly of the Schroder bank, was head of the CIA.
This friendly environment emboldened General Draper to pull off a stunt with his military aid advisory committee. He changed the subject under study. The following year the Draper committee recommended that the U.S. government react to the supposed threat of the `` population explosion '' by formulating plans to depopulate the poorer countries. The growth of the world's non-white population, he proposed, should be regarded as dangerous to the national security of the United States! President Eisenhower rejected the recommendation. But in the next decade, General Draper founded the `` Population Crisis Committee '' and the `` Draper Fund, '' joining with the Rockefeller and Du Pont families to promote eugenics as `` population control. '' The administration of President Lyndon Johnson, advised by General Draper on the subject, began financing birth control in the tropical countries through the U.S. Agency for International Development (USAID).
General Draper was George Bush's guru on the population question. But there was also Draper's money--from that uniquely horrible source--and Draper's connections on Wall Street and abroad. Draper's son and heir, William H. Draper III, was co-chairman for finance (chief of fundraising) of the Bush-for-President national campaign organization in 1980. With George Bush in the White House, the younger Draper heads up the depopulation activities of the United Nations throughout the world.
NOTE: When I looked on March 9th 1990, there was nothing of importance
referenced there, but I'm sure I forgot about this date by then because I
wasn't keeping a notebook with prophetic dates. (165 of them)
The words to the right of it said, "Bear it with a hug."
Then I was given a box with two slots...like a toaster. The front one was marked, "King" and was closed. The rear one was marked, "Queen" and was open and it had 5 patterns in white envelopes. I could choose whatever one I wanted.
I was moving and a man quickly walked to the right in the kitchen.
I opened the sink cabinet and underneath was a power pack battery charger plugged in. I unplugged it to take it with me.
There was a green wingbacked chair, covered with a worn grey afghan. The person had gotten up and left it empty . In the rear crack was junk. Gradually coming into view was a grey pitted rock and a grey half of a clam shell. The voice said, "He can just throw it away."
I saw a packet like inside a wallet with many sections in dark brown which all needed to be opened and looked into, but it was dark.
I saw myself go up a level to where it was light and draw up the packets into the light.
Then I saw a pair of shimmering white boots and they were prepared for me to slip my feet into them.
We went around the corner onto Center St. I recognized the buildings. We were at housetop level - flying. There were no people or vehicles on the street. When we got to 16th St. the street narrowed down to a hallway in my own house and we had to go past two dogs which were my own. One was white and one was black. We then came to a large window that opened outward.
There was now a priest on my left and a man on my right. As we proceeded through the window I made a comment that the window was significantly larger than it was before when I went through it.
Instead of being outside, we were now entering an inner chamber used for meditation. It was decorated in purple and blue patterned wallpaper. There was 1/2 a wall ahead and there was a man sitting there in Lotus position. He was meditating. He had an Edgar Cayce book on his lap and a Cobra snake coiled at his feet.
The priest noted the snakes' presence and the man on my right reached into the room without disturbing the meditator, picked up the snake by the head and opening the door, threw it outside into the darkness.
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3-8-91 Meditation: This was a special meditation to follow up on what I had received earlier that day.
Q. Concerning my meditation earlier regarding Jesus and the Anti-Christ...is it the truth or is this just a test?
A. A man came and said, "You are not getting anywhere and I can see why. You should be calling Babaji." I could see a couple other people standing there. He said again, "Yes! You must call him."
Q. I called Babaji and said, "Without you we are nothing." I asked Babaji to review everything that had been given to me so far, to see if everything is all right.
A. He said, "You must put aside one tooth for what you are about to receive." I saw a mouth close up with all the teeth. He said, "We must rename you. We will call you Terri."
Q. Was the information I received about Jesus and the Anti-Christ correct?
A. Babaji said, "You have a psychologist tell you one thing and I tell you another. Yes! It was all right."
Q. What about Deuteronomy, Chap. 18: 8 - l3 ?
A. A voice said, "There are many, many gifts. I'll tell you what. I'm not going to go into it right now. I'll tell you what. You catch all these prime ministers and authors and you tell them what the truth really is."
I saw a little girl standing in front of me waiting for me to tell her what I knew. Her mother doesn't want her to bother me, but she wants to know.
I saw an open Bible. I wanted to turn the page over, but it was stapled down and I had to turn it back to where it was.
Deuteronomy Chap: 18: 8 - 13: "No Israeli may practice black magic, or call on the evil spirits for aid, or be a fortune teller, or be a serpent charmer, medium, or wizard, or call forth the spirits of the dead. Anyone doing these things is an object of horror and disgust to the Lord, and it is because the nations do these things that the Lord God will displace them. You must walk blamelessly before the Lord your God.
NOTE: You can see glyph similar to this mat by looking at this crop circle:
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This crop circle was formed in England on 7-21-91 - It is the Barbury Castle Crop Circle. The mat was similar to the glyph at the lower end of the crop circle.
Posted by Barbury Crop Circle on August 17, 1997 at 16:55:32:
8-17-97 The date of this dream (7-24-91) is a clue. 7-24-91 was just a few days after the Barbury Castle crop circle formation. The division of your circle into a triangle of three colors fits with the crop formation. It is three circular areas in a triangle. It is related to the Trinity of Creation, I do believe. Your drawing which you sent to me looks much like a crop circle, like lines of wheat stalks laying down.
The way your lines go toward the center may connect with the north glyph in the crop pattern. There were six lines with the wheatstalks going inward toward the center. The colors in your dream, Red, Orange, and Yellow are sun colors. I knew when I first the crop circle that the North glyph in the crop formation was a sun symbol, associated with "male". Very similar glyphs are in "The Sacred Symbols of MU". In a later article about the crop circle, it said that the three corner glyphs have parallels in alchemical signs, corresponding to sun/sulfur, the moon/salt, and Mercury/quicksilver.
In the Hopi Creation Myth, there is a sun inside a square shape in the sky. The mat in the room is like a circle inside a square.
by Joe Mason
I had an appointment to go see a counselor and I had to stop and visit my mother on the way. I had a magazine with a real pretty blue and white sweater that they showed how to adapt from an old fashioned bat wing sweater to a new modern type. It had little white squares, - granny type - each one different like snowflakes in three rows across the top and then the rest of the sweater was light blue. I thought that I could make it from scratch in the modern way if I had the original pattern. I looked at the magazine that it was taken from a magazine printed in 1933. There were no instructions at all, just how to cut it down. I thought to myself, "What sweater would last that long that you'd even want to adapt it?"
I showed the magazine to my mother and then I had to hurry and get to the counselor's office. I was wearing maroon colored slippers and one tended to fall off when I was in a hurry. (I kind of woke up at this point and couldn't remember the real estate ladies name) I fell back asleep and went right back into the dream. I went past a bank of elevators and one came down with a singing elevator operator. He charged 5 cents a ride because he sang. The next elevator was half in the pit. I was trying to think of the woman's first name and her phone number because I had forgotten already. A voice came out of the elevator which said, "Her name is Virgina, and I mentally remembered the phone number when I heard her name.
Then I went to the third elevator which was self-operated. There was a young couple there. I said, "Whatever happened to the old fashioned elevators where you could just get on and ride?" I closed my eyes and leaned against the side of the elevator and there was peaceful silence all the way up to the 4th floor.
I got off the elevator and met a man who wanted to know why I had snubbed him. He intimated that the reason he was hurt was because he was romantically interested in me. I hadn't known he was interested in me and the moment I tried to make friends conversation with him, he turned away from me to talk to another woman going by who was wearing a peach colored sweater dress just like mine. He did it to hurt my feelings and I realized that. I wasn't interested in a relationship like that. so I just turned my head and walked away from him.
I had to walk around a big square promenade to the right to get to the
counselor's office. There were a lot of secretaries there doing their work
and they all looked up and greeted me. One even jumped up and kissed me on
the cheek. I told her, "Careful! I have a cold." Then I walked into the waiting
room. We had to weigh ourselves before we were seen and I wondered if I weighed
less than the last time I had been there. I knew that would surprise the
doctor. To weigh myself, I had to take off my hat and coat and hang them
up which I did. I felt a heavy weight at my hips. As I reached down, and
this even surprised me, I unbuckled my belt and took off a gun belt with
two holsters and each contained a silver gun. I hung it up on the hook over
my coat, wondering if the two girls who had come in behind me would notice.
I walked over to the scale to weigh myself and woke up.
3-20-92 - DREAM - I was in a place that was like a store and yet had qualities of home and work together. The people involved were some I went to high school with, some I have worked with, my kids when they were younger, my first husband, and his relatives and strangers.
I was offered an opportunity to play a game of cards with three men I worked with. A regular deck was used and shuffled. I found a 3 legged milk stool with a green top to sit on at the round table the game was to be played on. I had never played this game before and they were going to help me learn it. First, we had to put out our best cards to see who would go first. Each one laid out a King and an Ace or a King and a Queen, plus three pieces of candy, a big piece like a Chuckle (colored), a colored M & M, and another colored one, like an M & M. I looked through my cards and I had a King and an Ace so I knew I could play, but I didn't have any candy to bid with. My next highest card was a Jack and I saw a 6.
So, I ran back through the store, looking desperately for some candy. I would have to borrow it because I didn't have any of my own, but every aisle I went down, where there had been candy, it had already been eaten by someone. I finally ended up in a section that had all white bisque dolls and I knew that the girl who worked that department had bags of candy but she wasn't there to ask her for some. So, I quickly and quietly slipped in the back of the counter to see what kind of candy she had, hoping to be able to outbid the other players.
All I could find were little bags of square cake-like pieces kind of like coconut flavored squares. It took me so long, I thought to myself, "I could have gone home and baked brownies in this time span!" but I knew that brownies weren't candy and it wouldn't be acceptable as a game bid.
Then I had to bribe a little kid to keep his mouth shut so I could borrow two pieces of cake. I gave him a couple pieces of cake and I took a white square and one chocolate and white piece. She had bags of the stuff, so what I took wouldn't be missed.
I took my two pieces of cake/candy back to the game table, but they hadn't waited for me because I took too long and the game was already over by the time I got back.
Some other people were showing feats of bravery in rescue work and I admired them for being able to carry other people down ladders.
Then the next item on the agenda was music. There was some electric guitars there and some simple note patterns were being played. My oldest son was there (Michael) and he was interested in playing, but I thought it would be better to have him leave to play a regular string guitar because there won't be any electricity.
Then I noticed that even the young teenage boys from the farm had muscles
because everyone would have to work, from young on. Everybody had to pitch
in and do something whatever they were capable of.
I then asked Shirley, her opinion of what color blonde hair I should have and she pointed out someone with chestnut brown hair.
Today was the last day of my and everyone else's job, so we were in sort of a seminar for job counseling , watching a film u n the wall. Shirley moved away from us and went down one row. I thought to myself that I wasn't going to feel hurt about it and moved to be near someone else.
I was with my kids after that and I was changing clothes and trying to
find a bathroom.
Then I saw several potted plants on the floor, some were deep purple and some white. They were so pretty, I relaxed and thanked the people.
Just that quick, they began bringing me huge bouquets of flowers. They
were so beautiful, I was overwhelmed. I thanked them profusely and
left.
Debe still hand't come back, so I went over to the street to see what store she might have gone into. The stores were all western looking, and I said, "This must be Branson, Missouri."
I went back to the car and got Becky and she and I went into a building like an old school.
There was a long hallway where snacks were sold from machines. I called it the Rainbow Room because there were neon lights like a Rainbow strung from one end to the other.
I came to a place where new bodies were created, the lights were pink and blue - baby colors. They were going to create a new body for me, but the pattern wasn't set up yet as to whether I would be male or female. They would start the work on 16th and Center at my house as soon as the decision was made.
When I was done with this, a man named Bob came to the study center where I was in New Berlin. He was quite put out that I had been given the assignment rather than him. I felt sorry for him, but I had only done what I was told to do. Bob, his brother Charlie, who was his constant companion and myself got into the car. The two old men were in the front seat and I sat in back on the right. We were driving north on Calhoun Rd (172nd St.) and Bob wanted me to tell him about the study I had done.
As we drove along, I began to tell him about the weather anomalies in these two areas of Wisconsin. He made a right turn on National Ave. and headed East. As he drove along, he drove too close to the edge of the road, the right wheel of the car caught on the sharp drop-off and the car veered off into the ditch, hitting a post head-on.
I didn't experience the crash - I only 'knew' that it happened, like I wasn't part of it.
The next thing I knew was that I was in a large funeral home, attending the old men's funeral. Bob and Charlie were laid to rest, laying in state at opposite ends of the funeral parlor, each one dressed in pajamas. Bob was called by some, the ' pajama buddy' of Charlie. Someone else said that Charlie would like to be know as a 'pajama buddy' even if they were brothers.
She wanted me to leave the sewing machine at class, but I told her I couldn't do that. I would have to carry it back and forth
The voice said: As long as you are within the 1st 2 lines you are doing all right.
NOTE: This is the UFO landing pattern in the State of Wisconsin. This path is used when the UFO intends to land at one of the underwater alien bases under Lake Michigan.
5-5-95 - DREAM - I was in a place like a shopping mall. During the week the weather was nice, but come the weekend, when people wanted to shop, it would rain and people got upset because they couldn't go outside and enjoy their free time.
The following week, the same thing happened. It rained so hard all weekend, people didn't bother to try to do anything outside.
The following weekend, the same thing happened. The weather pattern continued that way. At first people only grumbled, then they started to get worried. They feared that if it continued, there'd be no place for the water to go. And that's exactly what happened.
The following weekend, when it rained, the sewers couldn't take any more water and the streets began to flood deeper and deeper. Traffic couldn't move and people were trapped. At first, there w as panic and pandemonium, but eventually there were just less people to contend with.
I went upstairs in this building and my sons were there. They were knocking on a door. A voice said, "If you ever want to know where your other son is, look for Ricky Chris and that'll be him.
I continued on down the hall and went through a door. It was like going into a past century. It was a dormitory and men were sleeping on cots everywhere and snoring. I didn't know where I was at that point, but I knew there were two extreme classes of people, the very rich and the very poor.
JMason4557: What does it mean?
Dee777: what does fractal mean? I haven't written down the dream I just woke up from.
JMason4557: It is form the new science of Chaos theory. It's about repeating patterns across scales...the way many things are... It has important symbolism too. You should write it down now, so you don't forget anything.
Dee777: I wrote down the fractal part.
JMason4557: Good. There was a dream with it?
Dee777: Geeze yes! What a night. let me start. I'll skip the first vision and go right to the dream. I heard a voice say, "I thought we were going to be alone," then I saw a fountain in a pool, then I saw the earth as a ball whoosh up the fountain to the top where it exploded in a zillion pieces. I heard the words "fractal images" and each piece of the earth came down and became a window casing with glass in it. Each window was going to be presented to me to look at separately.
I went into another dream where you and I were in a house/hospital sort of place. It was old and there was an operating room. I was sitting in a chair that was a half circle with a railing around it made out of wood and I was in a hallway. A young man was there I would say about 12 and he was asked to watch a light fixture to keep his eye on it so to speak. because it was sparking, the woman there was going to hand him a key in case something went wrong, because there was a large chest there...sort of like an ice chest.
But the young man had to go to the bathroom so bad, he couldn't stand still, so I took the key and watched the light fixture for him, a nurse came by and asked where the boy was and I explained the situation and she was very upset. She expected the young boy to do as he was told and not walk away, however, the light fixture began to SMOKE. All the other people in the place saw the sparking and smoking and began to walk outside quietly and deliberately trying not to fan the sparks into fire. I took my half round chair outside with me, and sat in the yard and you were standing by my shoulder, we watched as the house/hospital went up in flames, There was a black woman watching us as I was sitting in the chair. I said I felt "loopy" which to me meant exhausted or something like that, I was half laying down in the chair, and watching that black woman watching us. and I said, "we're never going to have another peaceful night are we?" You said, "You can feel loopy all you want, I'll be here,"
JMason4557: Oh Darling...it is all involved with my material. It is about the nature of creation and about the Great Change. ...more..the computer you are going inside is in my head, and in the spirit world of knowledge.
Dee777: WOW!
JMason4557: I wish I could explain it all now, but its too much. I will be telling you.
Dee777: ok. let me tell you my vision.
JMason4557: Yes, please.
Dee777: I was laying on the bed thinking about traveling to California for a vacation and driving up the coast, when a woman came and sat down on the bed with me, She appeared on my right side. She reached over to her right with her hand, and brought back a round crystal ball about an inch or more in diameter. It was sort of a crystal green. There was either a protrusion coming down from it or that was a shaft of light. She said, "What is this for? Self-protection? She flipped it over so the ball was still in her palm, but the protrusion/shaft of light went up through her fingers, She said, "This is the way you hold it to use it." As she faded from view, I felt a loud hum in my left ear and the blinds rattled,
JMason4557: Wow! What do you think it means?
Dee777: I don't know, but maybe I should look for a crystal ball like that.
JMason4557: Yes. Good idea. Can you tell me what the black woman in the dream looked like?
Dee777: Hmmm! I would say she was in her 30's or 40's. maybe about 5'5 of 5'6. Just a regular black person, normal weight .
JMason4557: Pretty? Do you remember her clothing?
Dee777: I don't recall anything special about her. No , she wasn't pretty...very plain I would say. Short knee length dress, dark colored. Her hair was short...I think with picinniny type braids or those braid they wear now...about 3 inches long I think .
JMason4557: I think she is the Mother Goddess in this time cycle, like Kali has been appearing as a black woman.
Dee777: She was sitting quite a distance away watching me. She didn't mind that I was feeling loopy either. What a dumb word. I've got the key to the blue chest .
JMason4557: In my writing about the Tree of Life, I used some quotes about the Dark Sterile Mother," and how it relates to the change, and the idea of Kether moving into Daath.
Dee777: what about the light fixture smoking and the house burning up? It was an old house...like built in the 20's or earlier. tall with an attic. It feels like we were going to rebuild the house.
JMason4557: I think it is about the earth change. The house is the earth...the physical reality. Each person's "house" will be burned by fire...but the new reality will replace it. It is a symbolism for the change.
Dee777: good
JMason4557: Yes, we are the "builders," co-creators. Yes...good.
Dee777: we were just watching it happen. There was no sad emotion with it. It was almost like it was inevitable.
JMason4557: Yes...it is wonderfully good. I am sending a fractal.
Dee777: good. I watched the people in the operating room walking out...they didn't want to fan the sparks into flames. There were two women there who put on pink jackets which had white sort of striping but the stripes weren't even in width..kind of wavy striping. They dressed identical to each other. They looked like twins.
JMason4557: That fits too.
Dee777: They moved slowly but deliberately ...slowly Does that make sense?
JMason4557: Yes.Please look at the fractal now.
JMason4557: Then go here:
Dee777: I've got a painting on my web page that looks like that but it's got butterflies painted on it. It's gorgeous. I put it on both web sites.
Dee777: okay. so what exactly is fractal again?
JMason4557: The "Butterfly Effect" is part of fractal/chaos theory, and very symbolic...and about Transformation. I'm sending another picture.
JMason4557: Carlson's Fractal Gallery (3-D Looking)
Dee777: I fell in love with it the instant I saw it.
JMason4557: Look at these later. The star?
Dee777: These are gorgeous The mandelbrot. They used a word in my dream that I didn't even know. Interesting.
JMason4557: There was an 8 foot circle out along a tram line in the formation. I had started to write about the symbolism of the Mandelbrot and Chaos theory 13 months before the formation appeared.
Dee777: who created the Mandelbrot in the first place, Honey?
JMason4557: The 8 foot circle in a computer-generated Mandelbrot is out along the "tip" or projection. In my speculations, that represented the planet earth. A coincidence had happened where a similar shape was formed by something dropped into water...it formed a similar pattern, with a single round drop of water up in the air..like the earth was in your dream.
Dee777: yes! that's it.
JMason4557: After the crop formation appeared, I remembered that I had made a printout of that area some years before. I found it...it was the picture I sent of the star. It is the Unity Star, and was associated with Horus and Bel Marduk, who were sons in trinities. It was also associated with Apollo. Another speculation is that it is associated with the worship of the scarab beetle. It is shaped like the body of the mandelbrot. It rolls a ball of mud around, and plants its seed therein, as the Creator rolls the earth around with the Cosmic Seed of Man. Hon, gotta go now.
Dee777: ok sweetie. have a wonderful day.
JMason4557: Benoit Mandelbrot discovered the pattern through using his intuition. The crop formation appeared near where he went to college, on August 11, 1991.
The eclipse of 1999 will be on that day. Bye honey. XXX
Dee777: Bye. Love you! XXXX
JMason4557: I love you too. XXXX see ya tonight.
Dee777: ok! XXX
JMason4557: X bye
The man had put a date of 9/20 for completion on it. By taking two of the wheels out of the sequence I brought the date up to 9/2.
I knew this couldn't mean September 2nd because that date was already past and decided it had to mean the year 2002.
Then there was a black woman sitting on my right on a chair. She wanted to have a child very badly. I knew it was November at the moment. I told her she would have a child next year and gave her a kiss on her temple.
8-25-97 - Dream - I was being driven to work by a blonde woman and we pulled around a corner in a very narrow tunnel-like alley and discovered a young man had smashed up his black car, but got out okay. The car was so badly smashed, it was bent in half down the top.
NOTE: On 8/30/97 - Princess Diana of England was killed in a car crash
like this in a similar type place. The car looked like the dream car and
only one man survived the crash.
I also saw a drain in the bottom of the sink when the water drained out as it swirled in a circular pattern. This water was blue.
As I woke up, I was seeing two huge triangular planes taking off ahead of me side by side. They were not black. They were white with just enough of an outline to show they were there. I tried to catch up with them to get closer to them, but they were moving too fast upward ahead of me. (I think these two planes were Diane, Princess of Wales, Mother Theresa and have been compared for their compassion for the poor, sick, and downtrodden.)
9-24-97 - Dream - I was at home, but I had a business too. We sold shoes. I wore size 11. A young man came in and he also wore a size 11. We got him a pair of shoes from the upper room. I saw my left foot and his right foot. My shoe was white and his was black.
I saw Burt Reynolds coming up the walkway. He came in and went to the upper room where he began to play the organ. We also stored the shoes up there. The music was incredibly beautiful and complicated. The music ended and he came down the steps. I decided it wasn't enough for him to just play the organ, he had to earn his keep by selling shoes like the rest of us. He didn't want to and left.
I was then going to teach dance lessons which I did. The class was over then and I began to clean the floor with a bicycle which I pushed. This made a wet track on the floor in the shape of an infinity symbol. This infinity track washed off the pattern of the dance steps.
Two women came and wanted to take dance lessons. I told them they were too late because I was already washing the floor and eliminating the dance steps with the infinity pattern. I continued to make this pattern until the entire floor was wiped clean of dance steps.
9-24-97 - Vision - I saw many cars lined up for a funeral. They were four abreast and lined up between two fences down about two blocks. A motorcycle came and lead the procession and stopped right in front of me. A whole line of semi-trucks then went off down the freeway. They were not to participate.
Then I saw a car lot and a yellow car like a Volkswagen make a leap frog move and landed in front of me.
Vision #2 - A woman came into the room and asked me if I needed a light bulb. I said, "No! I already have a light."
A brilliant car headlight appeared then.
I saw the words, "There were 27 days and there were 27 and they were divided by 9."
I met D.W. and thanked her for interceding for me in getting a favor done. I told her I needed a job and she took me down the street to a store front office across from A.C. on 70th Street. The man at the desk was like a minister. He did good things for people and had an agency of some kind too. The people in the office talked amongst each other and asked me to wash a desk top off which I would work at. It looked charred around the edges like it had been on fire at some point.
There was a whole stack of training manuals there with a VCR and tape recorder.
When I finished washing off the desk, a heavyset woman who was like a nun dressed in grey, walked up to me, shook my hand, and said, "Congratulations! You've got the job, you start on Thursday!" I gave her a hug and kissed her and she started to cry. I thanked the other woman in the office as well who was dressed in yellow. I then went over to the desk where the minister/head guy sat and thanked him. I said, "You know, I never even brought my resume in to show you." He said, "We heard that you do good things for people and that is what counts."
I then got up to go outside. I went out the door and discovered I was naked and quickly went back inside to put my clothes on. The woman in yellow said, "I do that all the time. I wish we could be naked because afterall, this is summer."
(The clothes weren't actually clothes, but symbols like squares, triangles, and circles.)
9-30-97 - Dream - Joe and I had a lot of information to teach to people. We were taking it East across the United States from the high mountains on highway 128.
#2 - I was in my apartment and started to find books I had never seen before. At first I found huge, thick photo albums with blank pages. I decided not to keep them because I couldn't see any value in them. The next book was also a photo album from 1928. I decided to keep it in case it had a page 128. There was another photo album with it. I kept looking at it in case there were photos that would have value.
Then I started finding dark blue material that were obviously dress pattern pieces. I decided to keep those because I might be able to cut them to fit me.
I was wondering where all this stuff was coming from when a whole bunch of women came in and said they were donating all their possessions to help the needy. I told them to take all the bedding they were carrying in their arms to the 1st floor hallway. By that time the whole livingroom was full of stuff that needed to be looked over and sorted for value.
#3 - I was with some women - all dressed in beige. I was in their apartment which was also all beige. I was being led through the apartment by a young woman and we went through two more units it seemed and met another woman in beige in each one.
(I don't recall why we were there)
#4 - I arrived at home and found my children all arguing with each other. Each one had three written arguments against the other. Mike (the oldest) was the most angry and wanted me to say he was right before I even got out of the car. I told them I couldn't make a decision until I heard all sides.
He got a job in another hotel down the street and I followed him there to see what that hotel was like. When I got there, Max Holden, from One Life To Live was in charge of laying down strips of carpet to deaden the sound of the drummer. The carpet was reddish brown and he was laying it in various directions in a weaving pattern to make it fit.
There was a cleaning company there and when they were done cleaning, they brought out several large boxes of books. I asked the guy what he was going to do with them and he said he didn't know because he didn't read. I asked him I could have them and he said, "Yes! Henceforth he would give me ALL the books he found.
A woman in a white car came by who worked for me, (from the previous dream - name unremembered) and they helped her get out of her white fur covered car.
I then met a very tall man and woman and she started giving me a tour of the hotel and showing me points of interest. She complained that it wasn't good enough for an important guest who was coming. What she showed me looked like an ancient Oriental Temple with lots of ornate wood carvings. I discovered that the tall man and woman owned the hotel and I was surprised they weren't happy with it. The tall man told me that a personnel manager was coming and it turned out to be my brother-in-law E.S. I started back to my own hotel and woke up.
10-8-97 - THE MAGNIFICENT DREAM
I went down to the basement where the owner was giving a going away party in my honor. The owner and his wife were small Japanese people. They wanted to play a game nobody had every played before. In order to do that, they sprayed a fine mist of yellow stuff on the floor to make a 4 sided square divided diagonally. There were 8 people...2 to a side. It actually seemed like a square dance because several of us faked a dosie-do in fooling around.
At this point, I saw a vision of a red arrow with the numbers 1 & 3 at the ends and knew that only couple 1 and 3 would be going back and forth. I was on the #4 side.
The Japanese woman said the loser of the game had to forfeit $30. Several people didn't have any money. The Japanese woman said the loser could pay the winner with sex. That wasn't agreeable to everyone and several of us decided not to play. So, we didn't play at all.
I then had to finish checking out the apartment to make sure I had everything out of it. I wanted to go alone but was accompanied by the guy who lived in #8. We went inside the apartment and there was an 8 sided candy counter in there - each side had a different kind of candy under slanted glass windows.
The other guy said that was always his downfall when he used to manage the place because he ate up all the profits.
I remember having a silver key in my hand and unlocking the door, but cannot remember turning in the key. I might have kept it.
10-14-97 NOTE: I woke from the previous dream and was unable to go back to sleep. It was 1 am. I lay there in the dark and most of the time my eyes were wide open unable to even keep them closed. I started thinking very negatively in the "What If" category. The tears started streaming from my eyes because I don't have a single friend here, nor a job, nor my own money.
I rolled over to hold Joe in my arms and stayed that way until I decided that I wasn't going to live my life out of fear, but continue to live it "for love". I then fell asleep and had the following dream.
DREAM - I was in a big old house that I was managing, but there were strange rooms and strange stairways and strange people I didn't know.
I went to the front of the building and out on the street. People there were playing games and being sent back and forth across the street. They didn't seem to know which side of the street to be on, so I didn't know which side of the street to be on to watch what was going on either.
I finally gave up and decided to go back inside my house and forget about what was going on out there. It was just too confusing.
I got inside my building and was approached by an official looking type man and a television crew and some other people. The guy was laughing and reached out to shake my hand. He said, "I just want you to know that this was all a test and you just passed."
I have to admit I didn't laugh, and I wasn't amused. I didn't appreciate the test at all.
#2 - DREAM - I was visited by C.L. my psychologist friend. She and I were sitting at a square white table in my kitchen. She showed me a small piece of paper that was folded in a certain way in order to form a rectangle with an opening in the center of the top folds. She asked me what I thought it was for. I demonstrated the principle of the formation by taking hold of the edge and spinning it in the air. We were standing up at that point and I showed her the amount of force that had to take place in order to keep the rectangular folded form perpetually suspended in the air while it was spinning.
She was standing by the wall and I sat on the chair so she seemed taller than life and I started to tell her the negative thought pattern that had gone through my mind during the night.
The alarm clock went off and I was yanked out of the dream.
#3 - After Joe left for work, I had this dream.
DREAM - Joe was driving me up a strange hill on a narrow road which was walled in on both sides. He said, "You have to be careful driving up this road because occasionally you meet someone coming back down. Just then, a white car appeared when we made the next turn to the right after softly bouncing off a rock that protruded from the left. The car wasn't damaged and I felt the bump softly like bouncing off a soft balloon.
The white car had to back up far enough so that we could make the right turn up to our own house. There wasn't room for 2 way traffic on that road.
#3 - DREAM - I think this was a separate dream.
I was in a yellow house high on a hill where other people were with me but I can't remember who they were or what we were doing.
I looked out the window and saw a building on top of the mountain with a radio antenna on it. It looked like the building was on fire and there was a tremendous black smoke cloud billowing out of one end of the building.
I told the other people about the radio antenna building being on fire. One lady told me to look again.
I looked again and what I had seen as the black billowing smoke cloud was actually a huge lilac bush in bloom in our own yard. The perspective of sight and the lack of light had made a positive thing seem negative.
So, I ran out the door to the patio which was the 3rd floor roof extension. I.R. was walking towards the building and hollered down at me to come down and help him so he wouldn't have to feed quarters into the meter while he was parked. I couldn't remember any meters within several blocks of the house.
I scooted down off the roof to the sidewalk where hundreds of people were entering the building. I.R. had already entered the building which seemed to be a school. I could see him going up the center spiral staircase. There were left and right hallways also past the doors. I followed I..R. up the staircase behind two girls. The stairs were flat at the bottom, but then took on more and more angular pattern as they went up and there was a center railing too. Each stair had 3 rectangular rungs together. I thought the architect had a really unique way of styling the staircase.
By the time you get up a few stairs, you were walking on the edges of the stairs and not on the foot part.
I passed the two girls up and caught up to I.R. We got to my apartment door and went inside where I..R.'s face morphed into a different face. The man said, "We're here to move all your stuff. We're taking you to S_________ (Sophy?) church. I saw his white van parked in my apartment ready for loading.
I was absolutely astonished and couldn't respond much except to say, "It wasn't my intention to move."
He then showed me a book I thought was a dictionary at first. It was laid out with circles on the pages like:
NOTE: this page must be at full size to see it properly.
Joe Mason/Gematria Joe Mason/Gematria Dee/Enoch Dee/Enoch
#1 #2 #1 #2
(Note: These were all in small circles)
Joe Mason/Gematria Dee/Enoch Dee/Enoch
#3 #3 #4
(Note:; This was a large circle)
Joe Mason/Gematria Joe Mason/Gematria Dee/Enoch Dee/Enoch
#4 #5 #5 #6
etc.
- c. each work station had to have two people at it even when there was nothing to do. It sounded like lack of trust to me. At the last work station, they were
handing out brochures of a real estate class to be held in Milwaukee. It was to be held at a large building on a river. One of the girls wanted to know the name of
the river. It connected with the Milwaukee River and connected with a Y pattern. I told her it was the Harley Davidson. I knew that because I had lived near
there.
I then moved into apartment 107 and the old tenant, a male, moved upstairs to #108. I had to make sure UPS delivered packages correctly. I received one with
C..D.s in it.
NOTE: On 2-21-98, we received a crop circle magazine in the mail, and lo and behold we saw this pattern which so resembled by dream. I had NOT known of it's existence prior to this. It had been discovered on Aug. 5, 1997. Here are the details of it: DETAILS: This circle with three arms appeared in a field of ripe wheat in the field next to the 1995 double ringed circle in rape (Sx 1995/001) All crop was laid clockwise or away from the centre. Some stalks noticeably around the edge, were laid in the opposite direction, much like the Newhaven formation. A bowl-like depression was observed in the centre of rotation, a common occurrence often noticed in Sussex formations and not indicative of being man-made. Short, green barley stems growing within the formation were still standing upright. Although the pattern had been present for several days and was clearly visible from the road, it wasn't reported until one day before harvest. The full survey was carried out on what remained two days later.
back to the beginning from whatever point you started in a ferris wheel type pattern. I was not able to solve the puzzle.
brought me a pink piece of paper he had found in the file. There were pattern numbers on it, but the blueprint for the diffuser which it represented was missing. I
assured him I could get it easily because the 'casting' buyer who I worked for lived right down the street. I was going to do it right away but then had second
thoughts because it was nighttime and decided it could wait until morning. IN the morning I went outside the house and saw antique chairs and other furniture
outside. I thought that was strange and couldn't figure out why someone would have put it out there. I turned around and the furniture was now all broken up and I
realized that this was furniture that was outdated and had been trashed and was just sitting there , waiting to be picked up by the garbage man. I went back to the
door and saw my brown purse laying there , and it was full of stuff. I wanted to know what was in it so I picked it up to take back inside. I saw 3 other brown
purses full of stuff that were mine. I couldn't let the garbage man picked them up without knowing what was in them, so took them back inside to examine them.
they were trying to form another word like "beginning' but that's all I could see. The pattern looked like a ship with sails on the sea.
3-25-98 - DREAM - I had the same dream only two more ...only each time the pattern was larger.
My daughter was sitting next to me then on a rack with a stack of dinner plates that were light green. I thought to myself, "Here! All this time I thought we didn't have any plates in the house. My husband must have bought them and had them stashed somewhere."
I went to the bedroom and saw that my husband had bought 4 pair of pink and blue plaid slacks and hung them in the closet. The pattern was like a large diamond shape.
I was sorting out the laundry then and found that I had mismatched some socks and felt very dismayed that I had made that big of an error.
It was 8 a.m. at the time and I wanted to get all my stuff moved before the other people got there. I was walking around with a handful of blue candy and was afraid I'd drop some on the floor. I got sidetracked by some men who were also working in the building. When I went back to the office, there was food all over the floor, like popcorn and trail mix. There was so much on the floor there was hardly room to walk.
A series of women came in to be judged on their beauty. There were 15
of them. They all wore black swimming suits with a rose pattern. (I have
a blouse exactly like it) One woman came in who was older, about
50 - 60 years old. she posed to show us that she had worked hard to keep
her youthful shape. Then she moved over to be judged with the rest.
The woman right in the center was Janet Reno. The women all sat down on stools
then turned around with their backs to us and dropped their heads
forward so we would be judging only the hourglass shape we saw...not the
person.
I let all the water out of the tub and removed and rags, towels and toy people. I went into their bedroom and got up on their bed, preparing to jump off the bed onto their toys and destroy them. I started to count down, 4...3...2...1.. and woke up from the dream, but I was still in MY dream. In the second inner dream, it was not so clear, but in that dream, I was counting UP alphabetically and got up to the letter "P" which I thought was very significant. I woke up in the dream, but was STILL dreaming.
(This dream has a lot of details in it, so I'm not positive I am remembering them all in sequence) There were several themes in the dream.
I was moving from one side of the street to the other side of the street in the 2500 block of North 16th St. I was taking care of an apartment building/house for another woman. I had to go to the bathroom really bad. My husband volunteered me to give a lecture on dreams which I was totally unprepared for. I was doing all these things at the same time.
I decided to tell the two 'inner dreams' to the lecture group because they were fresh in my mind. With that decision made, I decided to run across the street and look at my new house. Unfortunately, the 7 silver keys I had for the front door, I left behind at the old house and I couldn't get in the door without them, so I needed to go back home and get the keys.
This was yet early in the morning, about 8:30 a.m. The children were gathering on the sidewalk to wait for the schoolbus.
Meanwhile, my neighbor asked me to take care of the building while she was out on an errand. I agree to do this.
She said she would show me how to use the black telephone, which also monitored the lobby for guests and visitors. #333 was to speak to people in the lobby. #777 was to listen to what they had to say. I pressed #777 and there was no one there except those children getting ready to go to school. I could hear them talking in the background.
She had a candy exchange program for the kids in the morning. She provided a series of black containers with candy in them and the children would come in with a handful of candy in exchange. The children who came in while I was standing there were coming in with handfuls of candy that looked like silver people (the same kind my son was trying to drown in the bathtub in the inner dream) The kids didn't want this woman's candy in the little black containers, they were exchanging "people" candy with each other by the handfuls. These kids were so happy to be able to do this.
Meanwhile I had to go to the bathroom really bad. I found three bathrooms in the house/apartment but there was a child in each one and each child was sitting inside the toilet bowl which was devoid of water, and they were playing with the little silver candy 'people'.
I had dressed in a brown dress to go across the street to look at my house and felt that was not an appropriate color to give the dream lecture in, so I had to change clothes too.
I went to a room where I started to change clothes and as as soon as I was sitting there with no pants on, several young men came to a counter-like area with a window and demanded to be helped with some problems. After making some lame excuses, I eventually had to tell them that I didn't have any pants on and couldn't stand up in front of them. They left me alone long enough to get dressed then.
Finally, one of the bathrooms emptied out and I ran to the bathroom to do what I needed to do. No sooner had I sat down, my husband brought in all the people who wanted to hear my dream lecture while I was sitting on the toilet. I told them the two 'inner dreams' about the letting out the water from the tub, the counting down to 1, the punishment, and the counting up to the letter "P" and that it related to the coming earthchanges and how soon it would be.
The people all left then, and I was standing in the doorway when the door of the apartment across the hallway opened up. A huge man appeared, with a dark, 1/2 grown out stubble of a beard, wearing a sleeveless T shirt and trousers with suspenders. I soon got the idea that he was in charge of the whole thing. He came over, held out his hand to shake mine and said, "Congratulations! You have done well and I hope you will be happy here.!" I shook his hand and thanked him.
I woke up and instantly heard a telephone ring in my left ear. I mentally said, "I am ready for a message."
I began to see a small graveyard. It was oval-shaped. A white arm and hand appeared and began digging a deep hole in the soil and bringing out objects which I eventually recognized to be the baby Jesus laying in a 'cradle' and surrounded by baby animals. I then saw another oval ring next to it and inside that ring, a full sized lamb and lion were laying down inside it...side by side.
Date: 1/13/2002
From: sampatron@aol.com
Reply-to: earthchanges@yahoogroups.com
I was reading the latest "Earthweek" in the local paper yesterday and came across the most unusual event I've seen in there, entitled "Baffling Alliance." Their website is http://www.earthweek.com/ and the latest article can be found at http://www.earthweek.com/Earthweek.pdf (you'll need Adobe Acrobat installed if you don't have it already - they have a link to getting it on their homepage). Earthweek, in case you haven't seen it, tells about natural events (weather, fauna and flora) on the planet during the past week. Like the regular news, it tends to focus on "disasters." But it does teach me something about what's going on in the world that the US press generally ignores.
Here is the text of the "baffling alliance:"
"A full-grown lioness in Kenya's Samburu Game Reserve is reported to have taken over an oryx calf at birth after frightening off its mother. The cat became inseparable with the young oryx, which normally would have been prey for big cats. The pair ranged side by side with the lioness fiercely protecting the frail calf, chasing off a leopard as well as a pride of cheetahs. Park workers reported seeing the lioness lay down to nap with the frail oryx curled up next to her. The cat still occasionally allowed the mother oryx to feed her calf. Exhausted from a vigilant two-week watch over her unlikely ward, the lioness slept as a male lion pounced on the oryx and dragged it away. The grief-stricken cat was reported to have howled 'in pain' upon awakening as she circled the area before disappearing."
I immediately thought of the literal translation of the Isaiah prophecy, which is a great visual metaphor for where we're heading. It's seeing the end of duality. It's no longer important to choose sides. All life is respected.
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Subj: Re: [earthchanges] The lion lies down with the lamb
Date: 1/14/2002
From: coac2002@yahoo.com
Reply-to: earthchanges@yahoogroups.com
You have it right Dee. The dream speaks true. Jesus was also the Creator of Our Universe and he incarnated to live as the least of his created creatures live, we humans. He designed and created all life forms on the principles of Love according to discrete patterns. Creatures, of their own volition, can choose to follow this inherent design pattern in their living or not. The sentient Spirit of all life dwells in all living creatures. As Christ is to us, so too, are we to others, even the lesser sentient creatures.
To choose to follow the inherent design pattern of love is to honor and respect all living things and allow them to evolve. EVOLve. EVOLution follows the inward path of LOVE. Humans were given the "dominion" in the sense that they had this knowledge and it was their (our) example that other life forms would follow. But what example have we demonstrated?
Exploitation. Exploitation of other creatures and even one another. Where is the LOVE in that? (But the humans would give no love...)
But, your dream is true, for there are many here on earth now who see and understand this truth. That is why your dream ends with an oval (egg-like) graveyard. Out of the death of a false reality hatches a new reality based on the Love that is represented by the Lamb. The Lamb of God.
The white arm represents the Spirit Of Life, the Sun, Light, what we also call SOL (pun intended). SOL=Spirit Of Love. It reaches into the SOiL with its warmth and light and brings forth the oval seeds from your dream. These dreams shall rise up in our midst and we shall all live in the light of LIFE. We shall approach the Father through life, not death.
This is The Ordained Way. Christ's way. The Ancient way. And Christ's Truths will continue to manifest as such, for such eventuations precede the coming of the one whose Truths they are. His return is immanent and imminent.
It is good to see such dreams coming through others. Dreamers such as you are always considered blessed, for such dreamers are in tune with the Cosmic Father. Right in tune...
with love,
tev
A dark haired, dark mustached guy (a salesman) came in to talk to Becky and her friend and myself. He was trying to talk Becky into selling something and she didn't want to. He put his hands on her shoulders and jumped on her chest with both feet. He left dirt marks on her shoulders. Then he jumped up on the bed and said in a forceful way to her, "I can make you do anything I want you to." I thought to myself, "There's no way anyone could make me do anything unless it was out of love."
I heard the door buzzer ring and I could see the person at the door through a tube. While I watched, the person came closer and closer and larger and larger until he was inside the room. He originally looked like a white haired person, an old friend of mine who was very spiritual, but when he came in he was black and a dog food discounter. He started out laying an oval of dog food in a pattern. I asked him what he was doing, since I didn't have a dog. He said he charged $130 for his service; dog food included. I said, "No thanks!" and scared him out of the house by holding up a tall blue can of bug spray.
I then took a look at the doors of my apartment. They looked locked, but when I looked closer and pushed on them, I could see a large gap between the door and the frame. So, I went upstairs to call Aaron Security and I knew the number was 321-2121.
(After the dream, one friend told me she was being psychically invaded
by entities even in her dreams, so I told her my dream and told her to put
up psychic blocks to prevent the invasion. (Another friend told me about
her boyfriend who uses her and abuses her emotionally and I told her about
the dream and the dark haired salesman telling the girls he could make them
do what he wanted. She said she was going to stop seeing him and was glad
I told her the dream.)
Then an old man I didn't know got in the car. I was sitting in the car in the back like a stationwagon on a long platform thing and the old man crawled into the car with me like he wanted to tell me something. He came close to whisper his message then kissed me on the cheek instead. At that moment, I spotted that plastic ring on the ground and I said, "Oh! What's that on the ground?" to distract him.
He reached over and picked it up and slipped it on my finger and asked me to marry him. I was so shocked I took off the ring and threw it over toward a line of boxes of beads and it landed amongst them, but I didn't see exactly where.
Then the man got all upset and said, "What did you do with my ring?" I said, "Oh! I'm sorry! I thought it was that piece of plastic I threw away before."
I felt embarrassed and saw the plastic bead I had thrown down the 1st time and it was cracked and split open. I said, "Oh! I'll go find the ring. I'm sorry!" So I went over to the wall where all the beads in boxes were. There were a couple of people there who owned this little shop or whatever it was. I explained the situation to them and they helped me search for the ring but we couldn't find it.
I began to hear Christmas music and knew the parade was coming. I saw Tony B and he was the drummer for the band. He was dressed in red and green slacks held up by thick, dark suspenders. The music got louder and he had to leave and go march in the parade.
I was in a school on Wisconsin Ave. and seemed to be the teacher. At the same time it felt like my old high school.
I could still hear the music playing and was rather marching East down the hallway and black students fell in behind me marching to the music. I got to the end of the school as the music ended. There stood Tony B with his father. He was still wearing his red and green slacks and suspenders, but now his father was with him. (Anthony/Tony means 'priceless')
I went over to him and hugged him warmly and he introduced me to his father. His father was all upset that the things my friend had in storage weren't safe and we began walking arm in arm towards the East to his apartment building.
We walked quickly along a precarious pathway, along an icy trail, then started climbing steps that were shoveled of snow, but that still had a slight coating of white on them. We climbed up three flights of stairs. In fact I ran up the 1st flight of stairs which were uneven and took three at a time at one point and got out of breath and regretted doing that. The last flight of stairs I was counting them, kind of pulling myself up going hand over hand on the railing with my hands. I got up to the second floor and we were at his apartment.
At that point I realized that he owned the whole building and there were plenty of empty rooms and there was no reason why I couldn't move in there. But I was out of breath and I asked for a drink of water.
I woke up just as a bad heat flash was going up my body to my head. I felt like I had a temperature of 150 and my blood felt hot all over my body.
I relaxed for a few minutes and it subsided. I wondered if the dream was caused by my physical condition and was still trying to remember the guys name who I dated for a few months in the early 80's until he decided he had to ask his wife to come back because he missed his son so much.
7-25-98 - VISION - As I lay in bed I had a vision of 3 "C"s in a row and the voice said, "Crop Circle Joe". Then I had a vision of 2 "B"s and it showed me a web page that said, "Beautiful Babe" and that was me.
7-25-98 - DREAM - I went right back to sleep and found myself in the same place I had woke up from. I was in Tony's apartment and he wanted to make love to me, but he said his Father was coming right back and he had made a mess of things and needed to straighten it out.
So he started cleaning his house and I climbed across his couch which was the only place to walk. It was soft and brown with a fleur de lis pattern on it.
I went out into the hall and was going to take the elevator up but everyone was scurrying around and the elevator was jam packed so I didn't want to crowd in there and let it go.
I went over to the stairway to walk up, but the stairway mostly went down into a dark pit-like place. There was a stairs going up also but it was dimly lit with the only light at the top of a very narrow stairway. So, I decided I would wait for the next elevator.
I went outside where there were a lot of children playing including my own daughter. These kids were all around 7 or 8 years old. I saw a station wagon coming, driven by our old friend/maintenance man. I said to the kids, "Here comes the book man."
The car was full of books like a library on wheels. I encouraged all the kids to get books. The man came over to me with a stack of books and handed them to me.
When I opened the books, they morphed into sheets of leather, each one cut out in a big circle and a design embossed on them. Each one was a picture of myself smiling. Each one had holes in strategic places for hanging up. I believe there were 7 of them. There were also two pieces of cloth with designs on with which I could make sundress tops. I cannot remember the designs now, one was red and one was yellow, but I had seen women earlier I had admired and now I could be like them.
I went briefly into the building where all the men I had loved and once thought of marrying were there and they all walked by. Each one was wearing a medium blue uniform and wearing a tool belt like a maintenance man and they were hurrying along with urgent things to do. None of them said even so much as "Hello!" and just hurried along.
I was disappointed but understood they all had urgent work to do.
I went back outside where a large rectangle field was being harrowed flat and being readied for the fall. All the crops were done.
I was presented with 4 different round fruit rinds upsidedown, each nested
inside the other, and I knew the harvest was over. All that was past was
past.
The woman was so unhappy she was ruining her life. I asked her what she really wanted to do. She said she would be happier if she went to stay with her aunt Guerin.
I told her that if that would make her feel better then she ought to do that.
She said, "But what if HE comes back?" and she started to cry and buried her head in her hands.
I said, "For right now, you can do what is best for you, and if HE comes back, then you can do something different."
Joe heard her crying and said, "Oh, no! Here she goes again," and went to bed.
I put my hand on her head to comfort her. She only cried a minute. She had a radio playing music. It was black and had 2 circles like red-ringed eyes that flashed in time to the music. I covered up the eyes so we didn't have to look at it.
Her face was all red now and she went to get her blood pressure medicine which was okay, but then she went to find some other drugs and came out with a green cup filled with pills and capsules of various kinds of drugs. She offered it to me to take my pick. She named one. It was named CODE _______. I took the cup from her and set it down on a shelf and help her lay down on a couch. she had a large green sheet there with a fleur de lis pattern. I covered her up with the sheet and she pulled it up over her face.That made it too short to cover her feet, so I took my own afghan which looks like a Joseph's coat of many colors and tucked it around her feet.
I then went over to the light switch and turned off the light and woke up.
NOTE: Some of the symbols in that dream seemed to past-life things like
the Fleur-de-lis of France, the Joseph's coat of many colors from Israel.
I think there is a connection too with the cup to the Holy Grail
story.
When I got there, many women were applying for jobs and they were coming in two by two it seemed. They were being introduced as they came in. Each pair of women had a taller, pretty woman matched with a shorter, ugly woman and each pair was dressed in light brown dresses in a Fleur de lis pattern. They were being introduced as like Ambassadors or something of a political title.
While I sat there with all these women, one pair of women around the other side of a short wall, whom I knew well decided to serve cake to everyone. She said that all we needed to bring was a fork. Then we had to stand in line to get our piece which was very generous in size. It was like red and white strawberry schaum-torte or something similar.
Then too, while I was waiting and watching, I saw Marilyn Monroe being
brought to the door. she was taller and thinner than I thought she was and
when they brought her in, the men didn't recognize who she was but
they still stood around with their mouths hanging open at her beauty.
DREAM - I had a crush on a guy I liked a lot but he was dating someone else who was treating him like crap. I thought about calling this guy at work but I knew that bosses don't like that kind of thing so I didn't.
I was sitting down somewhere looking through a catalog for yellow yarn and patterns when two good looking guys came in together. One was one I had dated, the other one was the guy I had a crush on.
I was surprised to see them both.
The one I had a crush on said, "Have you ever been to Serchios?" Then it dawned on me that I was supposed to meet the other guy at Serchios and he completely forgot about it.
I was so pissed off at myself for missing the appointment, but I took
the offensive stance instead of excusing or defending myself and told the
guy to go "f--- himself."
9-11-98 - DREAM - I was in a huge mansion. We were told that when the Old Father died, we were going to get a great inheritance. We were told about the great riches and the wonderful rooms and shown examples of all this. It seemed that the mansion was like a museum because everything was so valuable. It had a sense of great awe about it. I didn't really care about all the riches and stuff, all I really cared about was getting into the huge library on the 3rd floor that was under lock and key. There were 3 huge doors in a row up there and they were locked. I knew beyond that there was a dark library with thousands of books...not little books like we use, but huge giant tomes two feet tall and 3 inches thick, all bound in leather and gilt in gold on the edges of the pages. I just wanted to get in there, that's all I wanted. This place was really ominous. We were in awe just to be here. It seemed like it had magical qualities like the singing stones. When you pressed on certain stones, they played glorious music.
In this one huge circular room, these stones were placed which were hollow underneath and when you pressed on them in the right order, the sound boomed out like a grand organ and reverberated around in echoes.
The address of this room was 18031C and we discussed that you had to be in the certain section of that room only. This room was a large circle, and the circle was divided into sections, both in rows and each row in sections. Each section had it's own address, and in this case, this sound could be made only in that one "C" section. I pressed on the stones in this pattern:
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It is the tones in the movie Encounters of the 3rd kind. (which I've seen 25 or 30 times)
(I can't explain why this alien site has the same floor pattern. This scared me to see it)
At one point, we were going to a park-like area of this property and we had to climb over railings and go through a maze and ended up in an indoor swimming pool. The air was heavy and thick. It was like going into the old-fashioned Natatorium where there was no air conditioning and the air was heavy with humidity and smelled of Chlorine and this place was all white.
My friend and co-worker C.H. was leading us in our little trek. She told us that she felt wonderful in this place that the heaviness of the air made her feel safe and peaceful. I asked her why we couldn't just outside in the fresh air and sunshine where all the other people and animals were. She said it was too dangerous out there and I saw black people out in that direction. They were all out in the sunshine. It seemed to me that was the better place, but she didn't think so, but I wasn't going to argue with her and tried to feel calm and peaceful in the heavy air inside the white room. We were still following a narrow balcony type path around the area where the pool was supposed to be, but I never did see the water.
I was also in an area where there were some communications being done between computers across wide expanses of areas which seemed both indoors and outdoors at the same time. It was like being outdoors even though we were inside of a huge area where we couldn't see the walls or ceiling but knew they were there. I seemed to be in control of this and everything was fine here.
The last scene was inside a mansion and I seemed to be the manager. We had just been told about all the treasures. It seemed it was time to take our pick of the treasures and I chose a huge yellow bound book which was propped up on a small table flanked by big crystal stones.
I clutched the book to my chest as some maintenance worker brought in an entire room of huge old fashioned lamps of a variety of shapes and ceiling lights. They wanted to know where I was going to put them and I told them we still had 5 empty apartments upstairs or 6 or 7, but 5 for sure. They began carrying the ceiling lamps and other lamps up there to the empty apartments. I quickly looked at the lamps to pick out the one I wanted for my own to put with my treasured book.
I took my book and walked into my apartment where my children and my Father were all sitting on stools which were against each of the four walls.
I was still by the door, sitting on my own stool and feeling a pressure on my stomach. then it seemed like something warm, wet, and then hot was running out my bottom and it wasn't pee.
I started to feel afraid as the feeling got stronger, wet and hot on bottom. I looked down and a trail of blood was running down my legs onto the floor.
I was thinking, "Oh! My God! My period." Here I was with all these boys and my Father.
Then more blood ran down my legs, hot and wet and I thought I was going to bleed to death. My fear was rising and the pressure was getting stronger on my stomach.
Having given birth to six children, I recognized this feeling, I knew my water had broken and I was going to have a baby.
I called out, "Mother!!!! Mother!!!!" As I did, a stronger gush of water came out of me. This was no normal birth. No human being ever had this much fluid come out of them and live. I wondered why I wasn't passing out. Finally . one huge gush of fluid came out of me and flooded the entire room 4 inches deep. I was shocked. All I could do is scream, MOTHER!!!!!!!!!!"
NOTE: Strange coincidences occurred after I had this dream. I got out my tape of Close Encounters of the 3rd kind to watch to match the tones. Then I watched the movie STARGATE. The model of the Stargate hanging up on a table as a model had the same pattern as the room I was in that made the stones sing. I also had a dream in which I was told that the ETs I work with are from Zeta-Orionus. Also, the beasts of burden from the above dream was very similar to the beast of burden in the STARGATE movie. (Read RA story from Edgar Cayce) STARGATE movie said that this other planet was in the K___gian galaxy. (I haven't looked that up)
SEE: STARGATES
SEE:
CONSTELLATIONS
9-12-98 - DREAM - I was about to have surgery on my throat to have a device inserted in my neck so that it would always be open and speak the truth about UFOs. When I went to the hospital to have the surgery done, I took all my children with me. To demonstrate how easy the surgery way, the doctor and I convinced the children to have the surgery too. The surgeon used an automatic machine which was like a sewing machine or a lazer type which created a pattern across the neck of the person but extended about a foot on each side of the body as well so that the pattern was:
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At one of these points, the tube was inserted in the neck like it was a tonsillectomy. The surgeon did all the children so that when it came time to me, I declined the surgery because it was no longer necessary since the children already had the truth.
At the end, I saw a thick book like a telephone directory and there were multiple symbols like "The Earth, the planets," etc. and all the people would have to do is point and click a mouse and the truth would come forth from those who had the surgery.
On 16th St. I needed to go up to Center St. and get my mail at a post office box on the street. To do that, I had to take a computer gadget with me that was quite large like the UPS guys use where they punch in some number and a lazer beam scans the item's numbers sticker before they deliver it.
I had just gone outside and the regular mailman arrived with regular mail, so I took that mail and went back into the house with it, then started out again up the street.
I was about half way up the block when friend of mine was coming towards me going in the other direction. (I'm calling her Alyse/Donna but I know it is something else I can't remember. After the dream was over I recalled that this is the same woman who jumped off the 3rd floor balcony in real life at my Jackson St. apartment building to commit suicide and I had held her hand while we waited for the ambulance. She had broken both ankles and both arms in the fall, but was otherwise uninjured. While she was in the hospital from her injuries and getting her mind back to thinking more clearly, we had moved her stuff to a first floor apartment so she couldn't do such a thing again.)
She was walking along quite fast and she tripped and fell. She didn't cry out at all, but it was obvious she broke her leg. She got back up and tried to walk but it was too painful. I examined her leg closely. Her right leg was bent sideways at an odd angle right above the ankle. It was turning blue at one point and was already swollen. We were too far from her apartment to walk her all the way there, and I didn't want to leave her laying on the lawn either. So, I helped her to her feet and she hobbled back to my building and we stopped in a tiny room at the back of my apartment building. (We were now on Jackson St.)
There was tiny cubicle of a room. She sat on the floor and I planned to go get a rolling chair from my apartment and bring it back, roll her to where my car was parked, stash the chair in the trunk of my car, drive her around the block to her apartment, and roll her back upstairs on the rolling chair so she could decide if she wanted to call the ambulance or not.
It was getting chilly outside, so we traded her pink bathrobe for a white blanket that was there. I covered her with the white blanket and I put on her pink bathrobe. She curled up in a corner and I told her not to worry, I would come back for her.
That was easier said than done. When I got to my building's front door, it had changed. When I opened the front door, there were a series of 5 brown screen doors inside that slid sideways. Another woman had to show me how they worked. Inside the lobby, it was very dark until my eyes got used to the light. Inside the carpet was green with a colorful pattern on it. (like a Persian carpet) While I waited for the elevator, an older tenant came tumbling along the hallway, actually doing tumbling rolls and lips and ended up doing a backflip off of a bench and landed on his feet right next to me. He planted a kiss on my lips and from the look in his eyes, I knew he'd behave himself because he looked like he adored me. He had a reddish personage, reddish skin, ruddy skin. I can't remember what color clothes he wore, but I'd describe him as 'puckish' like a jester.
On the way to my apartment upstairs after I got off the elevator, I met numerous people with needs. Three old ladies came looking for along fluorescent light tubes. They said it was quite dim where they were. I sent them to the maintenance room across the hall that was divided into three sections. I directed them to the correct section which was brightly lit, whereupon they were prevented from entering by Jim, my assistant (he was from my New Berlin complex, not Jackson St.)
Two other ladies came along who had just moved in and I asked them which apartments they had moved into so I could mark them off on my sheet. I went into my apartment to get the rolling chair and when I did, I got a vision of my friends vital signs like the ambulance had already arrived and as the vital signs came up on the screen, her ankles were called Mars Mars!
I particularly paid attention to two items. One was a stained glass candle holder. It was an upright box. The edges were made of thin sticks of wood. The walls of the box on the lower sides were opaque greyish white glass and on the top were various triangles of blue green, red and yellow.
It was really pretty. One of the other items which I looked very closely at a series of thread works similar to tatting. It was made of thin sticks frames and n between the sticks the thread work was done in intricate knots. The thread was very thin crochet cotton of bright blue. The price on the 3 inch one was $272. There were two smaller sizes and two larger sizes. The two larger ones were labeled "Ask for price". they were that expensive. I wanted to try to make this myself but knew I wouldn't remember the design. I thought maybe I could xerox the pattern but there were other people in the shop and I couldn't sneak one out and copy the pattern.
The building maintenance man came in then and wanted to make an appointment to come upstairs. He sat down at a table. I told him he was going to have to call before he came up. I had trouble coming up with the number because we had just moved in. I said it was 278-3874. I had to emphasize the 3 because it was trying to look like a 5. I told him he had to be there before 10 p.m. because the aliens came between 10 and 11:30 p.m.
I put the bicycle away before I left. I then went to the elevator. The door opened and a tall, thin, black woman got off. The elevator was dark inside. She said, "One other is going up with you."
I hesitantly got on the elevator not knowing what to expect. When I turned around to face the door the light brightened in the elevator and I saw a tall thin blonde woman standing to my right. Since I'm almost 6 foot tall myself, the blonde woman had to be at least 7 feet tall.
As the elevator went up, the door opened on the 2nd floor as it had on the way down. I told the woman that this floor was under construction but was surprised to see how much work had been done since I went down the elevator. They were in process of putting pink insulation into the walls of the rooms now.
The door closed and we ascended to the 3rd floor. The door opened and we both got off the elevator. Ahead of us were brightly lit showcases full of jewelry of gold and silver. I particularly noticed a pair of earrings that were made of many long strands of gold linked together and it glittered in the light. The woman admired the jewelry and I said, "This is nothing!" You should see the showcase down this way...pointing down the hall toward where my apartment was.
At the same time, I noticed that there was a railing beyond the showcases where one could look over at something several stories down. (In several other dreams there were exotic animal places.) This time I didn't look because I heard someone screaming from way down the hall towards where my apartment was.
The man was screaming, "Aliens! Aliens! Aliens!" From that I knew it had to be 10 p.m. but I didn't want to confront the screaming man. (Note: I wasn't afraid of the aliens, I just didn't want to confront the screaming, out of control man) So, I ran into an open closet where the light was on. I tried to shut off the light but it wouldn't go off and I tried to shut the door and it just swung through. The door was shaped really weirdly. It was narrow on the top and really wide at the bottom, with one side on an angle like a trapezoid.
I could hear the man coming down the hall still screaming, "Aliens! Aliens! Aliens!" I ducked down behind a dresser-like thing with drawers in it, hoping he wouldn't see me if he came into the closet, but he ran all the way into the closet anyway, and I had to stand up and calm him down. when I got done explaining that everything was all right, he started singing the line from the song that goes, "Life is just a bowl of cherries."
NOTE: I told Joe about the glass candle holder. He asked me if I could draw it and I said, "Yes!" He wants to make one. I went on the computer and found on-line instructions for tatting, macrame, and string art. Now we are in business.
There was snow on the ground and it was icy so when the last class break took place, I decided to leave early while the sun was still shining. As I left the building, the door was locked, so I stopped at the office. The women clerks were all dressed alike in ugly black, white, and brown geometric shaped patterned blouses. They looked like they were all one person with 3 heads when they stood next to each other. One woman gave me a heavy silver key to unlock the door and I headed out the building to go home.
A heavyset man decided to follow me. I tried to make the trip as easy as possible, but the land was rough and at one point I had to go down a stairway so steep I had to hang on the railing and actually slide down the railing at the bottom because it was straight down and there were sheep grazing right below me. Then I had to teach the man to do the same thing. After we crossed the last road, it seemed we were sitting side by side reading a newspaper. There was no ending to the dream. I just woke up into the story line about Georgia.
10-28-98 - DREAM - I was seeing along page of text. Each line was a different kind of evil a person could do to another person. As I lay awake thinking about this and knowing it was supposed to be a book, other parts starting coming in with visions.:
"It took place in Half Moon, Georgia"
"The Jacko (Jakob?) group was his enemy. His true enemy."
"It took place in 4903"(Jewish time?)
"The spirit lifteth up!"
NOTE: Joe told me about the book of The Keys of Enoch about the magnetic null zone where the capstone was supposed to return to the pyramid. So, I looked it up and wrote a page for our web site about it.
I recall that Mary - the Spanish woman in our UFO group who had said she had a special mission to go to Mexico, but never told us what it was, was making a gold necklace of 4 strands of wide bands and the necklace undulated like a snake. she had to press down on every millimeter of the necklace to made it lay flat and her left hand was bruised purple, blue and red in many places from the hard labor. I watched her work on the beautiful necklace. She had to take a tubing and pinch it flat to make it fit the design and this was not easy because of the roughness of the material. I looked on the back side and was astounded to see that under the gold was a real snake with a herringbone pattern.
NOTE: Mary has been diagnosed with leukemia which causes greatly easy bruising.
I was taking my brown chair with me which I alternately pushed ahead of me or carried because pushing it made so much noise on the floor.
When I got to the lobby area, I had to use a wall size computer and using a computer mouse point and click on the wall to open the door to the mailroom which was designated by an "M" on the wall.
I was having trouble opening my eyes. I could only open them well when I was looking down toward the floor. If I wanted to look straight ahead, I couldn't open my eyes. My eyelids would flutter a little but that's as far as they would go.
So, when a man and a little boy, a woman passing by and the maintenance man Michael came walking by, I could only see from the shoulders on down because my eyes wouldn't open up if I tried to look at their faces.
The man, who was wearing a business man's dark blue suit, I knew very well but can't name because I couldn't see his face. I knew Michael by his voice and his hands and feet because of the clothes he wore, his hands and feet because he had big knuckles from cracking them and were distinctive and his odd duck waddle walk he always walked splay footed.
I was standing there with my chair and the book preparing to go into the mailroom when they all came by. I heard the woman tell Michael she appreciated so much that he had decorated the lobbies with Christmas scenes because it made her feel so much better.
I could see out of the corner of my eye that he had started this lobby too. The walls were painted dark blue like a night sky. There was brown land and then he was going to put trees and other scenes in front of it.
I asked the man if he wanted to show the other lobby to his other boy because I was done and I told the little boy that Michael could carry him over there to see it. The man in the blue suit then said he would go too.
It was then I realized that in the grey book I was carrying were tracing patterns you could use to draw pictures of snowmen, Santa claus, and other figures. I offered it to Michael so he could use it to make everyone feel good for the Holiday season.
I had a small enamel white kettle with a red rim that some green vegetable had been soaked in. The food was eaten but the liquid was still in it. I was trying to figure out where I could set it down without taking it all the way back to my apartment.
I set it down by a stairway. I saw some old people leaving through a dark brown side door, but they slipped out the door before I could speak to them.
Another old couple was moving some antique furniture out of their crowded apartment. I thought I saw that they had an ironing board with a colorful orange cover on it. I needed an ironing board, so I spoke to them and said, "Are you getting rid of this stuff? I need one of those!" I touched what I thought was the ironing board, and it turned into a Chinese lacquered cabinet of orange with black serpents painted all over it. I was disappointed that it wasn't an ironing board, but these people now though I had knowledge of ancient Chinese mythology and creation from the serpents and I heard the husband and wife saying to each other, "I'm really impressed with her, she has all this knowledge about the serpents.
They were taking their stuff outside to a rummage sale and they had a round table with piles of old magazines on it. I was interested in the magazines. They had green pages with piano music on some of the pages. They wanted me to have the magazines but they wanted $1.50 each for them. They didn't have that much value to me and there was a woman watching over the rummage area so I couldn't just take them.
I walked over further where there were clotheslines hung with clothing and colorful sheets hanging. I was looking for patterns of fabric I could use for quilts. I saw some I wanted but I didn't have my purse, so I went to get it. The purse was stuffed with cash and checks so I went back to buy the dresses and sheets I liked.
Just as I got back there, other women were buying what wanted. I was just a moment too late. I was disappointed. Most everything had been sold before I came back with my money, so I bought nothing and started walking back home.
I came into my own building and saw some tall college-age men coming towards me. They were all about 9 feet tall and so handsome with booming bass voices. They were alternately reciting Shakespeare-type poetry and talking about how they wanted a friend who could be a non-sexual friend to just enjoy their company.
I didn't feel old, but figured they would see me as 60 years old and they wouldn't be interested in letting me be that person. I felt disappointed that I was too old to enjoy that relationship with them.
When they reached the door, they turned around and began coming along behind me. I walked through a large wooden door that had a black serpentine wooden handle in the center of the door. I pushed open the door and went through. Instantly I saw that my clothing was falling off. I clutched my bra to my body to cover myself. I knew these guys were right behind me and would be coming through that same door in a second and I didn't want them to see me this way. I saw some maintenance room doors on the right and quickly pushed open a rickety wooden door and rushed through it. As I did, I saw it was a stairway going up to the next floor. As I came to the stairway and began to go up it, a beautiful young, lithe dancing girl with long dark hair separated out of myself.
I was able to speak with her as she gracefully moved alongside of myself.She was totally naked and I saw that she had white sesame-like seeds hanging all over her body around the waist and up her body to her neck, and around her neck. I was rather grossed out and asked her what it was.She said, "These are seeds. If you take a few and put them on your livingroom table and sprinkle Folic Acid on them, they become human fetuses.
That made perfect sense to me and I knew I needed to pass that information along to a good friend of mine who wanted to be pregnant.
NOTE: When I talked to my friend in the morning, she told me that her doctor had just recommended the same thing to her the day before.
Subj: DREAM OF SACRIFICE FOR HUMANITY
Date: 01/13/1999
This portent is for 7 mountains linked together to all blow up at the same time.
If you are interested in reading the whole dream, I typed it up and uploaded it here:
DREAM OF SACRIFICE FOR HUMANITY
NOTE:
Subj: Earth Changes TV/Breaking News - "Escalating Weather"
Date: 05/12/1999 7:30:04 PM Central Daylight Time
From: earthcng@earthlink.net (Mitch Battros)
An Undeniable Pattern Of Escalating Weather...05/12/99
by Mitch Battros (ECTV)
It would be a difficult task to deny the "record breaking" weather we are now experiencing on a almost weekly basis. The largest tornado ever recorded. 1998, the warmest year "ever". The Larson ice shelf melting faster than expected. Seven volcanos currently active. Mudslides and avalanches killing more people in the last year than ever before. Record breaking snow fall in the northwest mountain range. More floods than previously recorded. Meteorologist forecasters are expecting the largest hurricane season we have ever experienced. This is not predictions or prophecy. This is now! Are you surprised?
When I started Earth Changes TV over four years ago, I did so after having a profound vision on January 3, 1995 (see "About Mitch Battros" on main menu) that showed me of the exceptional weather phenomena and earth changes that were to come. I had never had such an experience in my life. I was so moved by this and filled with a sense of purpose, I went to my local Red Cross and received training for the Disaster Team, mental health unit within weeks. Then I was trained to become a trainer for our local FEMA group, the King County Emergency Mgmt Office in Seattle.
I remember when I would talk to folks about what I thought would happen in the next few years to come, I would get that distant 1000 yard stare. It was as if they didn't hear a word I said. At best, I would receive a "that's nice". Or from family members "Well, we love you". haha Now, it appears I have gone from some wacko person who is cute and could be tolerated, to a visionary. Hasn't this happened to you? WE are all visionaries. If you are reading this email, I know you are also paying close attention to what's happening.
Folks, what you have read in the first paragraph, is not of the future, it is now. I have been very careful to remain in the sciences (facts) and gently bridge the gap to the "esoteric". Now more than ever, have they come so close. This is not millennium madness, it is a factual documentation of "Records" since the time they were maintained.
What is it all about? I believe it is about coming back to communities. Relying on each other once again. Having traveled the world, I noticed we had lost something, particularly in the United States, a sense of union, togetherness, community. A joining together of spirit, mind and soul. Most spiritual disciplines reflect such statements. I most like the Hopi's description of what they call "the great purification" It has also been called "The Transition".
I pledge to continue bringing the most current and breaking news information, so you can best be aware and prepare, as you choose.
Best Wishes,
Mitch Battros
Producer - Earth Changes TV
Web Site: http://www.earthchangesTV.com
The voice said, "The Sanctuary of Kazalan"
I was going to go to a rummage sale and was out in the parking lot at the back of our station wagon moving things aside so we could buy new things and place them in the middle.
Right next to me was my friend Barbara. She was blonde...long straight hair. She was making the identical motions with her hands in her car at the same time I was. Our families gathered around and marveled at this coincidence.
I had to go to the bathroom before we left and went to the bathroom. When I got up, I was wearing bluejeans that were light blue. I was trying to pull them up and walk at the same time. I saw a woman across the street behind her house where I wanted to go. I was going to walk around the right side of the house and she was working on the lawn on the left. The beach was beyond. As I walked I noticed that my underpants were so big, I didn't know how to pull them up. I got my underpants up, but now my bluejeans around my waist were way out from my body and I was like standing in a cup of numerous yellow vertical threads.
NOTE: Maybe this means I'm going to go on a diet.
Dream #2 - Joe and I were in a parking lot and were going to drive to a rummage sale. A light blue car, full of young boys in their teens came by and hollered over at us, "Hey! Old man!" and kind of snickered. They pulled in front of us daring to race us out of the parking lot. We didn't want to confront them so Joe backed up to go a different direction.
At the same time, the boys blue car maneuvered to cut us off in the second direction and we again backed up and turned.
We made a pattern around each other like we were do-so-doing. I felt kind of queasy because we did this so slowly. I couldn't tell if they were going forwarded and went backward or if they were the only one moving and we were standing still. Joe and I were in a convertible car with the top down and again the car became a ring of numerous vertical lines and before I woke up I saw that these yellow lines were actually candles and so was the yellow threads in the previous dream.
I was working on a computer, looking up words and going to the center of the page, making a square picture by having the same word pattern in all four directions. It was quite fun.
One of my kids saw me do that and said,"Do the word 'whale', then the word aquarium." So I did.
Then one of my kids asked if I would speak to his class about whales. I said, "Sure!" Big deal! Big whales!
So, came the day to go to school and talk about the whales. We went to his classroom and went inside, using a special knock. The teacher let us in and said,"Oh! You didn't know we were having a special auditorium to hear you speak about your experiences with whales?"
I gulped a little!
The teacher said, "What kind of whales do you work with?"
I gulped again and finally said, " Small ones!"
The teacher wanted to know, "What kind is it?"
I gulped again and said, "Oh! It was cute! It was the size of a bathtub!"
The teacher looked puzzled, but had to do something before I went to speak to the students, so I got off her hook...so-to-speak. I excused myself for a moment and left the room. I went out into the hall and asked a student, "Where's the school library?" He pointed "Up!" and I ran as fast as I could up the stairs to find the school library. I had to find a book on whales. I didn't even know the names of different kinds of whales. I was totally unprepared to do this. The teacher was asking questions, not just sitting passively and listening to what I would have to say. I needed to know more about the subject.
I found the school library and saw that the books were alphabetized. I was at the 'Z' end, close to where I wanted to be, but then I saw that these were fiction books, alphabetized by author. I needed a book on whales...the real facts. So, someone pointed in another direction and I went over to where the 'W' section was to find a non-fiction book on whales.
I figured I could take a quick look at the book, hold it in one hand for a prop and wave my other hand around for emphasis and nobody would know I didn't know anything about whales. I got to the 'W' section and there was a big gap where 'whales' should be. Either a kid or the teacher had taken the book or books about whales. The whales were gone and these kids would never know what a whale was.
Now I really in a panic. I didn't want anyone to know I had been only bluffing and I didn't know anything about whales, so I had to find an excuse that I didn't have to speak at all.
I considered feigning sickness so I could leave. I thought about pretending there was a fire and pulling the fire alarm. I knew that was bad. I didn't know what to do.
I spotted a computer and went to it to look up the word 'whale'. All I knew was how to make patterns with words, I didn't know what a whale really was.
NOTE: I created a page about whales, dolphins, and porpoises so everyone else would know what a whale was. :-)
ALL THERE IS TO KNOW ABOUT WHALES
A young woman came running up to me, wanting to know where she was supposed to park her car. She resembled Monica Lewinski and I had just rented an apartment to her. Another girl who parked in the Hampton Ave. garage overheard her and pointed to the garage door. I quickly said, "No! I assigned her to the Port Washington Ave. garage. The other girl didn't know that the garage existed or thought it was all one garage. (This is a true situation) The Monica-type girl was so excited and happy. She was a delight to see.
I now went across the street on the SW corner of the same two streets. (In reality it is a parkway with a river on that side)
This was a large office building and it seemed I was very well know by everyone. I went up the elevator to my office where I had been assigned a new phone number 2310. There was some kind of mixup with the lines, because a girl wanted to listen in on my conversation from an extension but I was the only one who could hear on this phone. They were trying to figure that out when I went to lunch.
Back down in the lobby, some women had a perfume display on a small round table. There were numerous bottles of various shapes. They were accosting all the women, giving them pretty blue brochures and trying to sell the perfume. One of the salesladies grabbed my arm and asked me if I had seen the perfume yet and I said, "No!" We got over to the table and she said, "They are only $95.00." I knew I would never pay that much money for perfume. She started naming perfumes which I can't remember. I asked her if she had Lantude. She handed me a huge spray bottle 8 times the size of the others named Prondoin. I aimed the sprayer at my throat and it sprayed right on my nose and went up my nose. It was such a delicate scent. I loved it and was going to spray some on both wrists as well when they handed me a letter in duplicate with a bill for the charges of the spray of perfume. The perfume itself was $3.75 but there were so many other handling charges of various kinds, the whole bill came to $78.75. I was astonished. They commented that they had my address wrong so they couldn't send the bill in the mail. They had me at JOYSTAR AVE. so I took the letter, gave them back the top white copy and told them I'd keep the pink copy for record and walked away. They didn't follow me, just went about accosting other women.
I went back to the elevator and was telling some other women about this outrageous charge and wanted to show them the pink copy of the bill, but couldn't find it. I assumed I dropped it on the street so went back outside to find it.
I didn't see the pink piece of paper on the street but as I was walking along the sidewalk I saw that a pool of some kind was being constructed in the road. Alongside the pool was a plastic tarpaulin and I could hear sounds like kittens mewing or babies cooing. I looked under the tarp and saw 5 different sizes of green turtles and numerous smaller frogs. There was a cacophony of sound under the tarp, all these little creatures, anxious to jump into the pool as soon as it was ready.
A young man who worked for me came up to me and showed a small silver post with a screw slot in it, the kind one holds report books together. First he asked if it was the right kind and I said, "Yes!", then he said that it wasn't long enough any longer, so I told him he could use a longer one and that he could use anything in the office he desired. He thanked me and as he turned to walk away, I saw that his left arm was amputated at the shoulder like it had been wrenched off. It wrenched my heart to see it.
I turned and went back towards the office and a woman asked if I would heal her daughter. Her daughter seemed retarded, a rather slow learner. I stroked the girl's belly gently and the girl grew right in front of our eyes into a woman with dark curly hair. There was no resemblance at all to the retarded girl. They went away happy.
Then all kinds of people came along to ask me to go to lunch with them. There were factions though so if you went with one you were automatically the enemy of all the others so I decided not to choose any of them and went by myself.
As I was waking up, I saw three men sitting close together, crying for who would get to hear my prophecies.
I fell back asleep and found myself walking across the lawn to the street. I had an empty laundry basket in one hand. As I neared the sidewalk, I saw a green laundry basket. It was quite large and square.
Inside the laundry basket was a puppy. I looked again and tears came to my eyes because I had told the universe that I wanted a puppy but it would have to appear at my doorstep on it's own.
I got closer and saw it was a black cocker spaniel. That's not my favorite type of dog but I thought to myself, "I can love a dog like this just the same."
However, as I approached the basket, the puppy got scared, split into three parts and jumped backwards out of the basket and hung on for dear life with it's paws on the edge of the basket. Finally, one part made it back into the basket. It looked like a white rat. I was rather disgusted but then saw that it was a white Chihuahua with a white coat and rainbow colored booties on it's feet.
I could watch it any long as the 2nd part came over the edge of the basket. This part was just a smaller puppy...coal black in color, but it wasn't done. The third part came over the edge like a rolled up bathrobe.
I wasn't really interested but the bathrobe opened up and stood up and I saw Becky (my daughter-in-law) She said, "Watch this when it turns inside out." The robe flipped over and became a white chenille robe with lace over it like a wedding veil. She said, "Look at the pattern." The pattern was one of numerous Fleur de lis in many, many squares with lines separating them. She said, "Look at the bottom!" The one right in the center was embroidered or painted in rainbow colors and it began to expand until all I saw was white lace with a rainbow in the center.
There was something about fishing.
All of sudden I was in a dream flying high in the air over the water. The sky was super bright. I saw a pattern like tiny fish swimming n a school on top of the water in the shape of a whale. But a breeze came up and blew on the water and it all disappeared. I felt scared way up in the air and turned around and faced the shore. I felt secure as long as I could see land. I told the people what I saw and how bright the sky was.
All of a sudden I was back in bed and Bill Cosby was sitting on the bed next to me writing in my journal. He was talking about the lake and asked if someone was out there and I said, "Yes!" He said, "Were you out there actually?" I said "No!" He said, "Well! I had REALLY good binoculars!" He understood what I meant that I had seen it in a vision. He laughed and said, "We really have to let those fisherman go now." He chuckled again and I woke up.
While we were in that house we watched a TV show where five women wore yellow blouses and a panel had to judge which contestant had the best one. I didn't want to tell them that I had been a judge at that contest when they taped it the Friday before so I knew who won, so I to watch it all over again.
Then we went into a huge gymnasium type place. My friend Bonnie, my daughter Jeanne, and Roseanne Barr were there and they did a series of floor exercises together in tandem. It was pretty dumb. I was able to push them across the floor with my foot.
Then a boyfriend of Bonnie came in and had three pieces of linoleum which he laid out on the gymnasium floor. It was a red, yellow, and black squared pattern but each section was different. He and I laid under the edge of one section while he told me that some guys had sold it to him and it was too small for his kitchen and he felt like they had scammed him because they wouldn't take it back.
He saw Bonnie coming back so he said we had to hurry and get out from under the linoleum. So he and I rolled over to the other wall to hid so she wouldn't see we were together, but my butt was too big and I couldn't hide well enough. So she saw me and pushed on my butt and I slid all the way down under the bench where I had tried to hide behind.
This guy's name was Elliot (means 'believes in God') and I found that out because he and I were judging exercise contests and were carrying clipboards with our names at the bottom. II had had to go to the bathroom and there was no room in the women's bathroom so I went into the men's bathroom and saw his clipboard laying there.
From there I went into a smaller room to wait for something and my son Tom came through with a tall blonde woman. He came over and hugged me and kissed me on the lips while the woman stood there and watched. When he stood up again I commented to the woman, "Part of his job is to kiss the beautiful customers!" and smiled. I could see he was in love with this woman and she with him and they walked away together through a door.
I commented to the woman sitting next to me, "I guess he's all grown up now." She commented back, "Yes!" They all do eventually."
When he arrived I was still getting ready. He walked into the kitchen wearing a bright red dress with an overcoat over it. I was wearing a darker red dress with almost the same flowered pattern on it. I said to him, "Oh! Your dress is prettier than mine, but at least we both wore red."
I continued to get ready and sat on the bed to put on red socks. All of a sudden N.M.'s Father showed up. I was really surprised and slowly got up off the bed to shake hands with him politely. His hand felt hard, but his handshake was limp and weak.
I then sat down on the bed again and questioned the validity of N.M.'s Father's presence.
Both the Father and N.M. were gone from the house and the house was now pitch black inside except for where I was sitting. I began to have visions of electric blue triangles and even these I questioned their validity and was shown electric blue squares and triangles. Always the "doubting Thomas", I call N.M. on the phone to ask him when we were going to dinner. His nephew about age 2 answered the phone and I asked to speak to N.M. I said, "I thought we were going to dinner." He said, "I thought you weren't interested because when I got there none of the lights were on, and when I came in you went back to bed." I tried to explain that it was my Father's rule that we had to turn out the lights in the rooms we weren't actually in and that I had sat on the bed to put on my socks.
He didn't seem to believe me. He said, "Well! I thought different and took my sister instead."
I wanted to say more but I could tell he wasn't on the phone anymore.
An insurance salesman came to the door. We needed insurance so I invited him in. I was sitting at a round table and the insurance agent brought in gifts of packages of chocolate-like M & Ms and other food which we were going to serve to others. We ended up with piles of cut up melon (orange) and chocolate.
There was another round table that was oak right behind my right shoulder. At that table sat my daughter-in-law Karen. She is pretty, dark-skinned with a beautiful smile. She is of Mexican descent. I invited her over to my table, waving at her, "C'mon over! C'mon over!"
My ex-husband Edward walked in and was talking to the dark man who was my husband. My only thought was "Oh my God! How can we get rid of him!" He then left.
The woman who had this job before me hadn't moved her clothes out yet and the blonde sister of the dark man was helping her move. She was moving upstairs. They were carrying armfuls of voluminous pastel gowns in their arms and I was thinking to myself, "Gosh! I'm going to have to buy clothes like that for me to do this job."
I had been laying in bed and jumped up and offered to help them carry the clothes but they had already gotten the last piece. The last gown was caught on something by the door. I released the cloth from where it was stuck and they went upstairs together. The woman who had the job before me was a chubby blonde woman with short curly hair.
After they left, I sat there with a large circular crocheted doily-like tablecloth. It was extremely intricate made in three layers of fine white crochet thread but with embedded circles which were the same as the silver blue circles I originally heard coming in for a landing.. this table cloth was folded over in quarters. But I could still see the intricate design. The large circles were about about half way from the center to the outer edge but there were numerous smaller circles embedded nearer to the edge. Each one was like embedded in the pattern which held them secure between the layers.
Part of the job I had was to go out into the neighborhood and tell the people about this intricate table cloth I had and sell the "idea" of it and tell others about it.
I was again laying in bed, and the tall dark husband had his sister with him. He asked me if I minded if he took his sister with him out into the streets to tell the people instead of me. I was cozy in bed and felt kind of relieved that I didn't have to go out and do the physical labor they were going to do.
He and his sister went to the door and as he went out, he looked back at the apartment number so he knew where to come back to and said out loud, "402!"
EOD
I woke up and lay in bed trying to think what the number 402 had to do with the circles which were coming in to land. I was thinking maybe it meant mass landing of UFOs. I heard a telephone type sound ring in my upper left forehead. I knew that meant that a message was coming in from the spirit world, so I quieted my thoughts and thought mentally. . . "I'm ready for the message!" Then I lay there quietly and had a vision of two silver words floating down. The words were:
SECOND
COMING
As I lay on the bed, I heard three high pitched beeps. They kind of ended like a truck backing up type of beep, but the pitch was higher than that. I was hyper-alert to hear it again but I didn't.
I then had a vision of the dream page I had just looked at on the computer. On the page it said, "These dreams on this page are worth $1,075." It was written in red. I then saw the date "1199" . I rather thought, "WOW!" Three dreams are worth $1,075." Thinking about that and that date, I slipped into a dream.
In the dream, it was Saturday and I was working in an office. I was working at my own pace in the Purchasing office. I was a typist clerk. The boss was R.R. or someone like him. . . tall, dark, large, Italian, Mafioso type person. He said he had been called by a buyer in France who wanted a price on a piece of steel. It was my job to type up the request and get the price and the boss wanted it TODAY!
I was more interested in telling someone about my Chinese Restaurant dream of this morning which I new was prophetic and Joe wasn't interested for some reason. . . even antagonistic, saying he wanted to sleep and I should be more considerate. I wanted to tell the others on-line who also have prophetic dreams.
So, I got up from my desk to go find someone to tell my dream to. I went to another building. I didn't see the outside of it or perhaps it was just another room in the building I was already in.
I saw two things . . . a church-like window high above my head and a white diamond ring I wanted.
As I gazed up at the window which I'm remembering as blue, red, and other colors in a sort of Fleur de lis pattern surrounded by diamonds, but perhaps I'm remembering that because I want it to be that.
I heard a woman's voice say, "Be careful of E and B. They work on the dark side."
I turned and I was in a room with some dark skinned women. Not, black, but they were kind of brown. They were either French, Italian, or Mexican and I keep thinking Haitian, Voo Doo, though that wouldn't fit the dream.
There were actually two women here, one thin and one more chubby. The dark skin and black hair felt comfortable like I was like that too though I didn't look down to see.
They were eager to support me emotionally with my dream so I didn't go over to the dark side.
My boss called me again. He said he realized it was Saturday and if I would get him that price for the man in France, he would give me my choice of rings for free. I had already seen the ring I wanted. It was #15. (pictured above) The boss told me that all I had to do was pick out the ring I wanted and he'd send in the steel plate for that ring and order it for me.
He reached in his pocket and brought out a big ring of rings. There was like a steel plate. . . the rough shape of an artist's easel for each ring but all the ring samples were also on this ring. He dropped the ring of rings on the floor and I bent over and picked it up. I told him I wanted #15 and showed him the ring I wanted on the end and he could give me this one, so he did, and I put it on my right hand.
Instead of going to work though, I went to a large school with the women. Out in the school yard was the statue of the head master who started the school. It had his name, the country. . . FRANCE, and the dates May 25, 1189 - Nov. 11, 1199.
I said, "Who is the head master of this school?" The women didn't know the answer, but then I was by the door which was supposed to be locked, but the door was propped open by a small round stone, about 2 - 3 " round diameter. Two little giggling girls were holding the inner door open as well. So there was an outer and inner door in order to get into this school.
We went inside and went upstairs. This was like a bathroom area and there was a shower stall with the shower head stretched way out on the metal conduit so that the water was spraying full force on the hallway floor.
Being the maintenance supervisor that I always am, I went into the shower stall to put this shower head where it belonged. It would not cooperate with me. It was like a snake and I struggled to subdue it and finally did.
I then went with the two women into a side room where I was going to tell them my Chinese dream. We were standing together and I said I wanted to take a shower first. I took off my clothes and wrapped a towel around me and walked across the hall to the shower stall where I had struggled with the shower head.
When I got into the shower stall, a maintenance man who was dark skinned and chubby that matched the color of the chubby dark skinned girl, came into the shower. At this point, I was holding the towel in front of me and told him to get out so I could take a shower. He didn't say anything but seemed leave, but I heard a sound behind me and there stood a tall dark - black haired man like the black man on One Life to Live. (His name is ) He had a black mustache and beard kind of like a goatee. He said in a low pitched voice, "I'm the Head Master. You can get down on your knees and suck me off."
I didn't see his face clearly, but I said, "Yes!" and I dropped to my knees in obedience. I grabbed him and pulled him down on top of me. He was like in shock or something from the eager sounds I heard coming from his throat. He started kissing me between my breasts and I could feel his mustache and beard scratching me. It felt good and agony at the same time and I realized he was sucking on my chest like he was trying to suck my heart out.
I pulled his head up to my mouth and we started kissing passionately, open mouthed, sucking and breathing each other's breath. I was having a wonderful time and we kept this up until I gradually woke up with a headache like my eyeballs had been sucked out of my head.
I saw a little blond baby boy smiling at me. This was repeated also.
I had an errand to run so I left the office. Out in the hallway, I met an elderly couple which used to live in my Jackson St. building. The wife said, " We just came back from the nursing home. We kind of liked it there." I told them that my mother had been in a nursing home recently also and she liked it too. (This is true)
We came outside and in the sky was a pattern of nasty green and black clouds. The old woman said, "Isn't that pretty?" I said, "No! It isn't. Those are dangerous chemicals some shot out of an airplane."
We looked in the opposite direction and a similar pattern of nasty green and black clouds were in the sky there too, but beyond it I saw painted in the sky, an elaborate painting of three wreaths made out of white roses. In the center wreath was a large white rose and in the other outer two wreaths were young olive trees in full leaf. Surrounding the wreaths was a dark blue sky with daubed glitter stars. It was truly awesome.
Cary Loose was standing nearby and commented about the painting in the sky. I told her that it was easy to do that because we were living in a large box. If you looked, you could see the corners of the box surrounding where we lived. We continued to admire the painting in the sky and then I said I had many things to do, I'd better get going. I had to laugh then. I had just told everyone that we were living in a box, yet we continued to do our daily work like it was nothing unusual.
I went into a bathroom where I saw the water wasn't working and the soap dispenser was clogged, so I probed it with a stick and got it all to work freely again.
I then went back to my office and discovered that a teacher had brought an art class in and set it up on tables right outside my office. The tables were aglitter with colored paper and glitter with which they were making Christmas decorations.
I hurried into my office, my radios fell out of my sweater pocket. I quickly retrieved them and put them in a safe place. I didn't want anyone to take over my space, so I turned on the big overhead lights so everyone would know I was there and saw in my own space that I too had been creating art decorations for Christmas myself and my tables too were colorful with cutout paper and glitter for Christmas.
Later, I either dreamed it again or my brain was trying to explain what I saw but this time, there were no circles, but only rectangles with rounded corners. There were patterns within patterns like crazy quilts.
I keep thinking I was seeing chakras but none of these even faintly resembled any chakra drawings I've ever seen. I have no idea what it was.
We all got on a bus then and continued East through the city. We were a strange looking crew. One of the teen kids needed to sleep and he sat on the floor with his head on my knee. He had weird stuff in his hair like hay and oatmeal flakes or something.
We had to cross a great river then on a bridge that was oddly cross shaped but the river was so high there was water on the bridge and the water came up halfway in the bus. It was so deep the bus was floating.
I saw a red and blue balloon floating on the water, then saw that some pranksters had stretched two balloons tightly across the bridge which we had to duck under or be decapitated. Our bus driver went out into the water at this point and disappeared.
The bus turned into a car as we continued and the water wasn't quite so deep so we were now walking the car and gradually the car faded and we were now dancing our way towards the end of the bridge.
We went up some steps about 7 and tap danced rhythmically up the steps and were now again on dry land.
We were still a weird bunch of people. I helped make a blue dress for a girl, cutting off a large portion of the hem to shorten it.
All this while every time we changed patterns of the people in rows of 2 or 3 but one behind another, so we were always in a 2 or 3 group but together equalling 5. I was trying to figure out if it meant something.
We continued dancing on up the path and I've lost the end... I don't know where we went.
11-5-99 - DREAM - I was seeing a pattern of numbers in the sky that was more erratic and chaotic than the previous one and when an airplane flew in the sky and hit the proper number...444...it crashed.
I was laying in bed, trying to figure out what this pattern was...when Joe yelled in his sleep, "4.4.4".
I said out loud, "What?" He said, "Huh?" I said, "You just yelled 4.4.4" He said, "No I didn't! I wasn't dreaming anything!" But it convinced me that my dream of the pattern was a clue to the crash of the Egyptianair 990" 990 Page 2
DREAM - I was sitting in an office working on a typewriter, but don't remember any paper being in the machine. A man was off to my right, but can't remember who or what his relationship was. I went to stand up, and blood ran out of me and dripped on my shoe. I felt it dripping. But I looked down and saw that it wasn't dripping on my shoe, it was dripping on a red shoe about a foot away from me. There was also a pair of underwear with a female napkin with blood on it laying on the floor. I checked myself and I wasn't wearing any underwear at all that I could discover, but I had my slacks on. I was also wearing white and grey tennis shoes and there was no blood on them. The only solution I could come to was to 'not stand up'. Then nobody would know the blood was running out of me.
I then noticed that I had one long strand of hair on my right side of my head that was curly, so I took a pin and pinned it up into a curl. My sister-in-law Carole was sitting nearby and I saw that she had a similar straight piece of hair hanging down on the left side of her head, so I took the pin out of my hair and pinned up her head. She laughed and said, "You need that yourself!", but it was better to pin up her hair into a curl when she needed it. I could always find another pin somewhere.
At that point I was knitting a complicated pattern and my daughter and Carole were watching me. I looked at it very closely because I was at the point where the stitches were going to expand and had to be done right. I checked very closely because I was almost losing the stitches I had already made. I carefully made sure I had all the stitches on the needle because I was ready to begin the next row where the expanded stitches were going to be going onto.
The number 100 sticks in my mind from this dream, and it seems that the man behind me had said it, but I can't remember in what context he said it.
There is a theme of going through events twice, once for practice and once for real. The first time was to get past the fear, the second because you know you can do it without serious harm because it must be done.
At first I was in the country, going down a road. There were numerous brown horses along the road and I was afraid that they would get out of control. The second time I went down the path, the brown horses were all laying down alongside the road in the mud after a rain. I was disgusted to see them wallowing in the mud.
I was then high on a hill waiting for a flight in a white airplane. I've always been afraid to fly ever since my Father wouldn't allow me to join the rescue organization for young people when I was 14 that went up in planes to look for lost people.
While I was in the plane hangar, it was raining outside so the plane couldn't go up. I was standing near the entrance to the hangar with another person and began sliding down a steep hill standing up. I ended up at the bottom of the hill thigh deep in mud.
Nobody bothered to watch or to care how I was. When I came back up the hill to the plane hangar, I had to walk through an area that had thousands of glittering icicle hanging down like stalagtites in a cave. I had to bust them off as I walked through the area so they wouldn't cut me. It wasn't until I was completely through this area that others noticed I had been gone and they marveled at the broken ice, but not at what I had survived.
NOTE: On Sunday following this dream, there was a show on TV where they showed a new cave just found and being protected and they entered through a square doorway just like in my dream and showed all the stalagtites that were hanging down that took millions of years to form. See what I did above compared to real stalagtites that no one can touch because it takes so many years to create drop by drop with water.
continuing dream:
Then the engineer I used to work with (now deceased) Don Waalkes asked me to go out to the plane with him. (The name Don means Chief or Lord and Don was Chief Engineer where I worked) . I asked to see the contract I had to make sure I was authorized to do this. I tried to read the fine print, but we did this so fast, I couldn't find any statement one way or the other about this. The other men who were there were questioning whether I should be doing this instead of them. They were acting jealously like they should have been chosen for this privilege and not them.
We got out to the plane and I was taken inside the working of the plane where the motor was and saw all the hoses that delivered oil to the motor to make sure that the pistons and other working parts got the right amount of oil. A woman engineer showed me how this all worked.
When we got back to the hangar-like area where the men were standing, we were in a first aid or hospital-type area. An old white haired woman was in a bed and a man was sitting next to her as a visitor. The hospital brought her a food tray and they were nice enough to feed visitors also.
I saw that the woman was given a soda cup sized red jello. The visitor got the same. Along with the jello was a gift pack of small items you could use while at the hospital in case you didn't bring your own things and you could take this home with you later.
I looked through the visitors gift pack and saw that there were feminine and masculine type things in it. Since the visitor of the old woman was a man, I went through the pack and took out all the feminine things like perfumes of various kinds since the man didn't need them and I felt I had earned them.
However, there was a man there from my hometown whom I wanted to give a gift to and I offered him a bottle of men's cologne called "Sunbeam". He turned it down at first until I finally said he should take it as a souvenier and I emphasized the word souvenier a second time.
After I woke up, I was again seeing the pattern of the icicles like they were on the ceiling, but this time it was just the pattern I was seeing and it was dark gray. The pattern was somewhat geometric but indescribable, not a specific shape one could point out and say it's name.
I was then told to take this pattern and turn it sideways and go through it again. I don't know why this was necessary, but it fit the pattern of doing it the first time to get past the fear, then doing it again because it was necessary.
Finally I went out into the main house and found that my husband was packing stuff up, and moving. He hadn't discussed this me at all. All the clothing was laying on the floor and had to be washed. I saw my own slacks on the floor. It appeared that I had probably pooped in them but didn't wash them immediately. They were actually inside-out, had red, white and blue stripes for legs and flowered underpants print was on the outside of the back. I tried washing this by hand but couldn't get the imprint off completely. I could still see the pattern there. I confronted my husband about the mess he was making and about what he was doing, and he said that if I wanted to talk I should put a pot of coffee on first.
I went to the kitchen to make the coffee and found two strange people there . . . a man and woman. They were living with us and I hadn't known it. The man was an alcoholic who was trying to quit and she didn't trust him and they were fighting over this.
When the coffee was done, I decided to give them some also, but instead of cups they wanted me to pour the coffee into two cake pans because cups were too small. The point being that I wouldn't be able to pour the coffee into a smaller cup because their hands were shaking so bad the cups would shake and I wouldn't get any coffee into it.
I went back to the livingroom with the coffee pot to pour some coffee for my husband and myself and the man followed me and asked me why I had poured the coffee into a cake pan for himself instead of a coffee cup and I explained what his wife had said about spilling it. He then got angry at me for not trusting him and there was no point to living there anymore.
It didn't much matter to me since I didn't know them, but I knew their relationship was in big trouble.
I found a large square piece of cardboard on the floor and decided to put it in the back of a green paisley overstuffed chair to stiffen the back. We still had some nice furniture in the livingroom but it was being moved. I was packing water glasses into a box without wrapping paper. I had no idea if this would save them or not.
I didn't see my husband again but my son talked about him and said that his job was to provide goods for the world that were not considered necessary, and I looked and he was providing child's colorful toys, like Big Wheels bikes and other child vehicles like that. Very small colored ones.
I went across the street where it seemed we were going to be moving and found a woman there who was making landscape changes. She moved a black wrought iron fence and put it right in the center of the lawn. The fence had a grapevine on it and that was nice, but it was right in the middle of the lawn and one had to walk around it. I thought it should have been in the garden.
In front of the house, the people who had lived there had let the shrubbery get overgrown and this woman was rearranging the shrubbery and we were finding old concrete and stone structures on the ground that were in squares. It was like it was an old temple or something. It had that feeling.
I went out on the road and found that my husband had packed everything into large black trash bags and threw them out on the road. A black cat ran across the road in front of me. I was distressed about this for two reasons, . . . number one that he had done this instead of moving this stuff properly and number two that all our ID would be inside of the bags and the authorities would know it came from our house.
I asked my son what was in those bags and he said that his father had gone through the house and put all the rubber boots from the attic into those bags. I was extremely distressed at this point.
I went back to the house across the street and found the green paisley chair in the yard. I was hearing music like a love song of goodbye. Some of the words were, "I wish we didn't have to say goodbye." At the same time, I was seeing a ballet of sorts being done by two very tiny people hanging on rubber strings in the center of the back of the chair that kept the chair covering on the chair foundation. They were no more than half an inch tall. The string of the woman had come undone and she was hanging by one thread, so I attempted to reattach her string and it had to be twisted together to keep her hanging on. It wasn't pretty but she was still attached. The man was hanging by a loop which she should have been also.
I then went further into the yard and came to the swimming pool. In the pool, floating upsidedown was a baby grand piano with it's four legs sticking up out of the water.
Next to the upsidedown piano was floating a very yellow skinned man with his chest bare. I was scared half to death and knew I had to get out of there and woke up.
NOTE: The position of the yellow man was like the crazy Pink Floyd floating in a crucified position in the bloody swimming pool in the movie "The Wall".
The blonde woman just wanted to paint over the wallpaper. The dark haired woman knew that the paper had to be pulled off first in order to paint. As we pulled the wall paper down I saw that there was silk flowered material under the wall paper and I insisted that I use that material to make some beautiful dresses with it. So, I started folding the material for future use. I also saw that the walls needed replastering now that the paper and material was removed. The women decided that was too much work so they left.
Then my old friend Sandy who I used to work with came in with her husband. She was showing me that she had a pattern which made three different pair of slacks. I swore up and down that I had just bought an identical pattern and wanted to prove it to them. However, when I got my pattern instructions out, they weren't the same at all. All the numbers on the instruction were two numbers off from hers. Where mine said 38, hers said 36. Where mine said 3, hers said 5, and so forth. Then I looked closer and mine wasn't for slacks at all, it was for a flowered dress. I was really surprised that I could be so wrong. l was certain that mine was for 3 pair of slacks also.
I then went to my desk where a radio was playing. It was playing two stations at once. One was Spanish and one was English. I couldn't listen to both at the same time. A young Mexican boy came up behind me so I knew what he would prefer and then his father showed up as well. But I couldn't speak Spanish, so I preferred the English which is all I knew how to speak.
Another woman came up and asked me if I knew how to change the station. I said I did, but when I looked for the button to change it, the radio didn't even look the same, and I ended up playing with every button to find the right one. I finally found the English station so it came in clear, but then the Spanish speaking people left the room.
She also asked me about some beautiful copper plates and wiring I had on the desk. I told her that was my computer and moved it aside. It looked like gold and was all wired together which I had done myself I told her. There was also a sewing machine case attached to it so it was multi-purpose. I was very proud of being able to do that.
I had to go to the bathroom really bad, so I went to the bathroom, (I obviously really had to go). In another moment I had to go again and went to a different bathroom. This bathroom was like a cleaning closet. It was small and had a vacuum cleaner in it as well. I sat on the toilet. The toilet paper was like soft blue cloth with a diamond pattern on it.
I was sitting there peeing and my young son came into the next room and hollered at me that he was going to delete the 'Watcher' program on the TV because it was jammed. I said, "Okay!" then realized I hadn't really heard what he said and asked him to repeat it. He said, "I'm going to delete the Watcher program on the TV because it's jammed." I then said, "Okay!" again.
All this time I had been thinking about where the Japanese guy and the tall girl slept because we didn't have that many bedrooms and my mother wouldn't have put the guy and the girl in the same room, and she wouldn't have put the tall girl in with my daughter, nor with her, so where did they sleep? I couldn't figure it out.
I was in possession of three keys, the largest of which was gold. I inserted it into a key slot on the wall which activated an electric door just to the left of it.
Nobody knew I had this key. There was a problem. In order to activate the door opening, a certain amount of leverage had to be placed on a blue card or plate surrounding the lock. The problem was that the card was gradually pulling away from a tiny pivot point to which it was fastened. Finally, on the last turn of the key, the blue card pulled up off of the pivot point exposing it, and rendering the key useless because no more leverage was available . The pivot point was so tiny, it could hardly be seen much less manipulated.
However, the man who was with me had an electric tool similar to a needle nose pliers. He was able to grasp the pivot point which was a tiny short square object attached to a bolt of some kind beneath it.
The electric tool spun causing a slotted screw to turn to the right which also pivoted a water pipe that was dripping so that it dripped into a pool-like area rather than on a surface where someone might hurt themselves. There was a sign on the dripping pipe warning people of the dripping water. Now, we, together, had rendered this dripping water pipe safe
NOTE: When Joe woke up I told him about this dream and he said that they had had a leaky hose at work the day before in a room just like this that his co-worker Jeff had fixed, but they had all been called to witness the leak because it was forming a tree-like pattern of lightening streaks from the water. It was very unusual as the water itself couldn't even be seen because of the water pressure... it was spraying rather than dripping until after it hit the plate where the water was hitting.
I then heard a voice say ... "we then come up with the pattern of ORPIDS" ....
and I saw a vision of a young woman dressed in white coming towards me
and the voice continued ... "and she came in trying to be a being of youth" ....
I found this on a web search: Orchestrator Process and PID control
The PID (Proportional-Integral-Derivative) algorithm is used to drive a measured variable to a preset value or setpoint. A common form of such a closed loop system is temperature control of a process. More generically, the PID module provides control for analog outputs and for pulse-width and pulse-modulated digital outputs.
Euclidean algorithm (noun) First appeared circa 1955
: a method of finding the greatest common divisor of two numbers by dividing the larger by the smaller, the smaller by the remainder, the first remainder by the second remainder, and so on until exact division is obtained whence the greatest common divisor is the exact divisor -- called also Euclid's algorithm
al*go*rithm (noun) [alteration of Middle English algorisme, from Old French & Medieval Latin; Old French, from Medieval Latin algorismus, from Arabic al-khuwarizmi, from al-Khuwarizmi flourished A.D. 825 Arabian mathematician]
First appeared circa 1894 : a procedure for solving a mathematical problem (as of finding the greatest common divisor) in a finite number of steps that frequently involves repetition of an operation; broadly : a step-by-step procedure for solving a problem or accomplishing some end esp. by a computer
NOTE: If you put all this together - ORPIDS described perfectly what the vision of the fish was trying to say and then the man talking about decoding the glyphs to come up with the decracker .... this is what I just did. (smiling) :-)
7-3-00 - VISION - I was laying in bed, unable to sleep. I was thinking about Anna Hayes and the possibilities of a new web site for her and where it might be placed.
Suddenly I saw this:
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and the voice said, "This is how a decoder works with glyphs to show the decracker ....."
I typed up a purchase order for castings made from a pattern that was numbered T65474 (this might be wrong but it's close to correct) These had to be ordered quite some time before they were needed because they were long leadtime parts. I should have ordered these much earlier.
As soon as I was finished typing these orders, I decided to go home because there was nothing further to do except mail them out and since it was late evening there was no point in doing it. The mailman wouldn't be back until the next day.
I told my boss that I would see him in the morning. He sarcastically, "Knowing how you are, I'll be lucky to see you by the 27th of the month!"
I didn't answer, but packed up my stuff and headed for the stairway. I wanted to get my mail from the 1st floor before I went home. Getting down the stairway wasn't an easy task because people used the stairway to stash things they didn't want to carry all the way home and back again. Other people would pick up things they were interested in and bring them back when they were done. So, it was an interesting walk down the stairs. I was always having to put my own things down to make my way around the other stuff, and then pick it up again. Since the things were all the way across the stairs, I would have to move stuff, walk past it, pick up my own stuff, then move it, replace the other stuff back where I found it, etc. all the way down the stairs. I didn't find it annoying ... it was an interesting trip.
At some point along the way, I saw a sign that said, "There are three 8's in the pattern because ...... " (I can't remember why, but it was an eye opening experience to see this) Knowing this was going to change how I did things. Then I saw a similar note with a series of numbers in which I saw the 8 + 8 + 8 plus other numbers, then again I saw the sign about using the three 8's in the pattern again.
I woke up trying to figure out what this meant.
Later on, I recall drawing with ink on a man's face who was laying on the ground. I was making a pattern across his face with both blue and brown. There was another woman standing next to me who couldn't believe what she was watching. (I can't remember why I did this)
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7-13-00 - VISION - As I was waking up, I saw the number 6/30 and some words. The voice said, "The wings fell off the plane and it fell into the ocean."
I got to the other end of the building and met three salesmen. I told them that I had lost my job, and that it had taken me two days to make my way through the building. That's how large it was.
At the far end of the building where I was exiting was a strange restaurant. There was a beautiful golden-brown bird on a perch. It didn't seem like a parrot, more like a chicken, but it seemed to change shape as it moved around on the perch. I then discovered that Joan Kennedy (ex-wife of Senator Edward Kennedy) was running the restaurant. She was running around at great speed doing her work and I had to admire her for that.
I then left the building and went to a warehouse where people were sorting through the possessions of a woman who lived in the 1700's. They were packing it up to get rid of it. I was looking at each one of her linens and saw that they were hand woven so as to weave the pattern into the material ... not just print the pattern on top of the material like they do now.
While I did that, the other women had just shoved everything into boxes. I got very upset and demanded to know what they had done with her photo album. Fortunately, they knew better than to get rid of that, and they had put it on a round table in the corner.
I then had a vision and it said, '1795'.
Dream 2 - Same thing ... dream was wiped from my mind except for the term ET prayer maker/singer
Dream 3 - runs into dream 4 - I was in a room with some children and there were pennies embedded into the edge of the floor all around the room like decoration ... I have no clue where this was or why .
Dream 4 - I seemed to be my younger self - yet not ... I went to work in the evening at an office. I was young and sexy, with long beautiful legs, but did my work and went home.
At home, I found a note on a bed in one of the bedroom from a lover ... it seemed to be just a verse out of the Bible and he was gone.
In the morning, my husband cornered me and wanted to know who I had slept with. I assured him I hadn't been with anyone, just worked. He didn't believe me. He and his buddies had discussed it and were using terms I didn't even understand. I told him to use English or I couldn't discuss anything with him. His buddies had filled his head with all kinds of trash and trashy words.
I had to get ready for work and went into the bathroom to put on my pantyhose. One of my sons was there, while I was trying to put these stockings on. They were light blue and patched, not even new. They turned from blue to transparent plastic and I gave up.
The scene changes and I'm in the car with my husband, I don't know where ... somewhere I've never been before. Along the highway is a sign about toilets ... lined up. I tell him we should stop and he says okay.
We go around the corner towards where the toilet booths are lined up in a row like tourists might use in a public place. He parks the car aways away from the toilets, so that when I get out of the car I'm by a fire hydrant that is leaking and by the time I manage to get out of the car without getting my feet wet, there are two older/shorter woman walking by discussing what the natives would say about what's going on. I don't get any details though.
I walked up the hill towards the toilets, but instead of going to where these toilets are lined up, I'm in a parking lot where cars are lined up side by side. My husband goes over to another car and pulls a manuscript out from behind the windshield wiper. It's on yellow paper. I can see it's handwritten. He hands it to me, tells me it's about some people named Brian and Debbie. I take it with me up to a house I've never been in before.
The house is all paneled walls with a type of wood I've never seen before either. The doors too are made of a two toned wood, light and dark in rather like swirls or some pattern from a tree I've never seen. The wood seems light weight, because the doors don't feel heavy as I move them.
I was looking for the bathroom in this house and not finding the right door. I finally go through a narrow door like a passageway and there is a tall dark haired man beyond. Now I know I'm in the right place.
Suddenly I'm stark naked, young and beautiful. I find myself in a room that is large, paneled with the dark wood. There are three couches in the room on three walls and the fourth wall where I come out from behind is a long wooden bar.
The men are laying or sitting on the couches, talking about ideas for a play or movie script. None of them even seemed to notice I was naked, it was as though that's the way it always was ... naked women walking around while the men were dressed in suits.
I took the handwritten manuscript in my hand and flung it across the room to the dark haired man laying on the closest couch. It landed on the floor next to him. He asked what that was and I told him it was a story he'd like to read about someone named Brian and Debbie.
He picks up the manuscript. The men start to discuss it, and I walk out of the room onto a summer porch-like patio, where a fat naked woman is walking around behind a guy who has slacks on, but no shirt. She hangs on his arm like they are lovers ... I am not feeling any embarrassment about the naked part, but wonder how she can walk around naked when she's so big and fat. The guy doesn't seem to even notice.
I fade out into the waking state ... No idea who these people are ...
DREAM: I was looking at a screen that showed me a pattern of an object. I was made to know that once the pattern is made, the object itself is projected down into reality.
DREAM - I was working in a lawyers office. There was more than one lawyer working here, as well as women who did secretarial work and whatever else needed to be done. The law books were dark green and very large. There were 11 of them on the desk. One of the lawyers, who had dark short cropped hair, was wearing a dark green robe that matched the color of the law books. He stated that he wanted to bring the law down, but something had to be done first.
He brought forth a large ceramic cup with no handle on it. He placed it on a hot burner so that the fluid in it started to boil. I don't know whether it was water, coffee, or tea, but it started to boil. The lawyer in the green robe said, "All I need you to do is to watch this for 11 minutes.
I woke up, but I started counting to 60 eleven times. This took a lot of discipline. I used my fingers to keep track of the times I counted to 60, and my fingers jerked and shook while I counted for some reason.
I completed this task, and by then I was rather in a meditative start, half in the next reality, and half in the real world.
I was back in the lawyer's office. I was handed an envelope which I opened up and inside was a large key. I took this key and kept it safe.
I was told that two people were going to come down and pay the price for the law. They each had a name and the two names together made one name. Her name was Coli____ and his was Arn. I thought it sounded rather like Columbine ... it was close to that but ended in Arn.
I was told by a woman in the lawyer's office that THE LAW was being downloaded like a super-computer and it would take 5 more minutes. I again counted off 5 minutes on my fingers to make sure I waited long enough before going on to the next task.
I was told that Roger Leir (of UFO/implant fame) played the part of 'ELIASK'.
I then went into a dream in which Joe and I were sitting in a car in a gas station on the corner of 16th and Center Sts. We were waiting for Coli ___ Arn to pay the price. We sat there quite awhile and then the car door opened and we heard a bell ding loudly. We realized then that we had to pay the price for the gas or leave. I looked in my coin purse and it was empty.
So, Joe pulled out of the gas station and went the wrong way down 16th St., which was a one way street. We knew immediately we were going the wrong way down the street, and he had the opportunity to turn right into the alley but it was dark and so foggy we couldn't see, so he continued on down the street against traffic.
I saw the headlights of a car coming and we were in the path of the car. Joe pulled to the left of the street into the parking lane and started to park the car as the headlights went by. I don't recall seeing a car ... just the two lights went by.
We didn't get out of the car. We turned around and went down the street to center St. Along the street were shops of various kinds. The first shop on the corner was like a Hallmark card shop. It appeared to be just before Valentine's day and there were numerous large hearts on the sidewalk and hanging in the window. In fact, there were so many hearts in the window, one couldn't see into the store, or out of it, and all the cards faced away from the street.
We went around the corner to where there was a large grocery store. Here, the windows were full of posters that looked like they had pictures of pumpkins such as one would hang for Halloween. Here again, all the posters faced the inside of the store and completely covered the windows so one couldn't see in or out of the store.
I woke up, feeling very puzzled as to what that meant.
I was in a room with an old woman. She handed me what looked like a fancy cut-out wooden pattern about the size of a violin. It was about 1/4 inch thick. I was told that when the pattern was soaked in water, the pattern would become it's true self.
NOTE: Fits in with my dehydration problem. I never drink enough water.
I couldn't remember the names except that they were European and after a search of the internet I found that none of them exist .... yet
I then saw a web page. On the upper right hand corner, it said,
THE
READER
CHANNELS
SOUL
NATE
I then saw a small booklet about two inches high and 3 1/2 inches wide. The pages flipped over one by one and it looked like someone was anointing each page with holy water on a bit of cotton ball. A photo on the last page was a square of chocolate nut fudge or a square of nut brownie.
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I then saw a paragraph of coordinates, starting with T79, ......
When I looked that up, its part of a grid system of predicting hurricanes.
NOTE: Increased Hurricane Damage Expected
By Brett Martel
Associated Press Writer
Saturday, April 22, 2000; 1:10 a.m. EDT
NEW ORLEANS –– An analysis of weather patterns over the past century indicates that increased storm activity over the last five years should continue for the next 20, a top hurricane forecaster says.
Such storms are expected to cause damage five to 10 times worse than ever before in the Gulf and Atlantic Coast states, said Bill Gray, who spoke Friday on the final day of the National Hurricane Conference.
The next 15 to 20 years should resemble a stretch of hurricane bombardment from the late 1920s through the 1940s, when relatively high salt content in the Atlantic altered the circulation of ocean currents in a way that pushed up the average water temperature. Hurricanes draw their strength from warm water.
The trend is cyclical, and has nothing to do with pollution blamed for global warming, Gray said.
"There's tremendous ignorance about how these storms go," he said. "We need to learn about this, expect it to happen and adapt our infrastructure."
One of the main difference between now and the first half of the 20th century is that more people now live in harm's way, Gray said. According to U.S. Census figures, the population in Gulf and Atlantic coast states from Texas to Virginia rose from a little more than 24 million in 1930 to about 64 million in 1990.
Gray, a professor of meteorology at Colorado State University in Fort Collins, Colo., is widely viewed as the nation's top hurricane forecaster.
In 1999, he predicted 14 named storms, nine of which would become hurricanes, and four of which would be classified as major, meaning they pack sustained winds of 110 miles per hour. As it turned out, there were 12 named storms, eight of which became hurricanes, with five of them major.
For 2000, Gray has predicted 11 named storms including seven hurricanes, three of them major.
The National Hurricane Conference brings together forecasters, emergency services officials and insurers from across the nation and beyond to discuss advancements in hurricane prediction and response.
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On the Net:
Hurricane Conference links to other sites: http://www.hurricanecon.com
Gray's Colorado State site: http://tropical.atmos.colostate.edu/forecasts
© Copyright 2000 The Associated Press
I pointed out to them as well as some others that this house had incredible symbolism built into it. I pointed at the woodwork in the corners which were like fleur de lis and other things around the room that were designed with fancy woodwork.
In the middle of the wall was a niche, almost like a fireplace except that there was a pure white lion in it laying down. I saw that the lion started to move as though he were alive ... then more and more and finally the lion stood up. Behind the lion, I then saw Bob the painter, dressed all in white. He put a leash on the lion and led him away through a room behind the niche in the wall.
I noted when I looked into a mirror that the hair on the top of my head was gone and I had male pattern baldness like my father had. I wondered if I needed to take some hormones, if that would make my hair grow back in. It didn't look bad, but I looked like my father from that direction.
I had inspected this house when I moved in three weeks ago and made a list of repairs that the house needed as well as things that needed cleaning up. The other people were just sitting around doing nothing and there was a lot to do, so I suggested that I show everyone the list and perhaps each person could choose one thing off the list and be responsible for repairing or cleaning. Some of the men in the house were carpenters and electricians and painters. No one had any objection to that so I said I would bring out the list.
I had to go to the bathroom and when I went to look of a bathroom where I thought it was, I found other kitchens. While I was looking, I was calling my daughter Jeanne. Other children were answering, but Jeanne did not. Finally, I discovered another larger white door that was almost closed and when I opened it all the way, I called my daughter and she came out of a room behind that door.
I asked Jeanne if she remembered what happened to the pinkish goldfish I had given to her to carry. She said that she had taken them out of her purse to carry and I recalled then at the same time that the plastic bag full of water and the three pink goldfish had come undone on a small children's table and died.
I then noted that there were some other women in this section of the house that were acting like lesbians and kissing each other. I knew there were more sections to this house I had been in before and I asked these women if they would like to go on a tour. I was certain they would like this house and the secret rooms it hid.
The scene changed and I was laying in bed with the covers over me except for my head, and an older man and a younger woman came in and stood around waiting for something that was going to happen. They went from window to window and then to a lamp which they turned on to see which would be the best light to look at something the man held in his hand written on paper. It seemed strange that they had come to town two days early and were just standing around in my bedroom.
A couple times, my children crawled into bed with me and snuggled under the warm blankets, but eventually, I had to get up and go do the laundry which was stacked in a corner.
I finally got up, and was trying to decide what to wear because I wanted to change the color of my clothes. I chose a green pair of slacks but there was a stain on the bottom of one leg so I couldn't wear that, so I stayed wearing what I had on until I could do the laundry.
While I was walking around, a very young girl looked at my closet doors and said she would like to build huge fish tanks there, but another man I couldn't see told her that the piping from the bathrooms was in the wrong place to do that.
The first young woman was then standing behind a counter like a perfume store clerk and I walked by and just said, "Hi!" I didn't notice if she replied.
I then went to a desk and was going through some records of old patterns and discovered that one had been destroyed and needed to be remade. It was for an impeller.
I then started to wake up and had a vision of a contract on white paper. I couldn't make out what the title was, but below it said, by Jane Roberts, November, 2000.
I woke up instantly, thinking ... "WOW!"
I was hoping to dream it again and I did ... twice more ...
The second time is said on the bottom DO-WE-OH
The third time I saw it, I heard a voice say, "We are transferring from ancient to modern times - IDAHO.
1-17-01 - This dream was followed by a series of related visions as I thought about the DREAM -
I was in a livingroom with a piano. I was playing stacatto sounding notes with my two index fingers on the lowest note of "C" . Then my Father came in and I played for him a lovely piece of music as he sat on the couch while eating a bowl of cereal with milk. While I played the piano, he ate the cereal and when he was finished with it, he lay down on a bench and lapped the milk like a big cat or lion.
He then lay on the couch to take a nap and I saw that I hadn't picked up my knitting pattern charts and he was laying on them. So, I went over to him, and asked him if he could lift himself up so I could pull the pattern charts out from underneath him which I did as he raised himself up..
He apologized to me for laying on my pattern charts. I apologized back and told him that it was my fault, because I should have put them way in the first place.
I then went back to playing the piano for him. He loved to listen to me play.
End of Dream
While I thought about the dream, I had these visions:
A white card that said ' Music History '
A white card that said ' Fowler Rose '
DREAM - I was working in a large manufacturing plant, very similar to what I worked in, in the 70's and 80's in Milwaukee, but it was not the same company from the looks of it, though it was an old company.
My job, as purchasing clerk, which I also did in the 70's and 80's, was to prepare the paperwork for my boss and follow all the procedures, so he could just get on the phone and talk with his buddies and go to lunch, and go visit their plants and chit chat. He had the fun part of the job. I actually did all the work, outside of the manufacturing process itself which the hard working blue collar workers did.
I was handed 3 blank purchase orders, along with handwritten notes by the engineer, to manufacture something very precious, and in an extreme emergency situation. Nobody was going home until they were done with this. As it was, it was just before a Holiday, on a Friday, and everybody else was gone besides the engineer, my boss, and me. And we only had 3 days to get it done.
I looked at the paperwork carefully. The purchase orders, for which we had to go out for bids on, was for a casting of Lady Liberty. A large one. (You can see Lady Liberty on our old U.S. silver dollars). This one would stand alone, like a statuette. It would be about a foot high ... similar to a Oscar statuette, but female.
The engineer was trying to explain to me how a casting was made from the pattern. The pattern is constructed in two pieces, such that when the wood is put together, you pour the metal inside of it, and when the casting is pulled apart after the metal cools, you have a perfect statuette or metal part which is then machined and polished for use in conjunction with other parts. I already knew all this from having been in the business for 11 years, but the engineer didn't know I knew this. So, I was patient and listened to his explanation. This pattern was constructed like a round box in two parts.
After he left my desk to go talk to the boss, I looked more carefully at the paperwork on my desk and there was a requisition to go out for bids for 'serial literature', of which there was also to be 3 , but in 15 chapters each. In big letters, attached to the requisition was a note that said, "Include LOC". That meant we were to go to a manufacturing place named LOC along with other places to bid. (LOC (Library of Congress)
I was ready to type up purchase orders, and then realized my boss would need a pattern card attached to it so he could see who manufactured it before and thus know immediately who to send the bids to.
I went to the file cabinet to find the pattern card which was numbered '1058'. When I opened up the pattern card file, all the numbers were in the 8000's range. These were old green battered file cabinets, so this company had been in business a long time. There were no longer any low range numbered cards. That's how long it had been since one of these Lady Liberties had been manufactured.
Example: 
So, I had to get a brand new card (these are light green) and attach it to the requisition and purchase order and notes to give to my boss.
I went over to where the cards were stacked. I saw lots of old cards, for parts which we no longer manufactured. Even so those should have been in the file cabinet for record, but weren't.
My boss was then walking around. We made some chit chat. He told me that I was looking particularly good ... I was wearing high heeled shoes and a dress. He commented that he had taken another female worker with him in his earlier days and people had commented how fat she was and he was glad that I wasn't. (He named names, but I'm not including them here.) (What a chauvinist)
We also discussed how another co-worker had jammed the the cards into the file cabinet drawers so tight that you could hardly get them out again when you needed them. (This is really true to life conversation in the office)
Being done with my part of the work, I was ready to go home for the weekend Holiday.
For some reason, there was a little girl there, and she wanted to carry her Teddy Bear home with her, so I took her by the hand to lead her to find the Teddy Bear.
The scene switched and I was now outside, walking along a quiet country lane, a narrow path for cars, but not a main road. I saw what looked like an orange cat fur carcass in the bushes. I looked closer, thinking the cat was dead, but it wasn't, it was just resting, all laid out flat. When I looked closer, I saw that it had 9 companions. There were a total of 10 cats of various colors, all laying in the bushes resting. I counted them. (I wonder if this was the two Presidents 'George Bush' of which I was comparing yesterday when I saw them on TV)
I walked a little further, and came across 10 more cats, all resting in the bushes. These all looked similar to the other cats, all different colors and patterns. A little further was 10 more cats, all similar. I realized at this point, all these cats were mine, resembled mine which I fed every day at home, but I obviously wasn't feeding these, they were hunting and feeding themselves. So, there was a total of 30 cats, in 3 clusters of 10.
I was getting close to home now, and saw that a farmer had placed a large log across a muddy section between a field and the road, between the bushes. I could resist walking on it to see if I could balance on it. A bush was overgrown on one side, so it wasn't easy, but I managed to walk easily on this log and balanced. I was pretty proud of myself.
Just as I was doing this, an old white, battered car came along the road. It was the newspaper delivery car. I saw that the driver was female. She stopped the car at the mailbox to deliver a paper, then started to get out of the car, waiting to speak to me about something. She was wearing large round sunglasses, looking rather more like a cop, than a newspaper delivery person. She was patiently waiting for me to climb the hill, up to where she was parked, but I was already lucid and waking up and I didn't get that far ... and woke up.
I did this page on FREEDOM
HOTLINE ON RELIGIOUS LIBERTY The Court of Appeals reversed. 827 F.2d 1058 (6th Cir. 1987). Each of the three judges on the panel delivered a separate opinion. The first said that compelled exposure to ideas with which one disagreed was not unconstitutional. This judge distinguished Spence v. Bailey, 465 F.2d 797 (6th Cir. 1975), in which the Sixth Circuit had held that a student with religious objections could not be compelled to participate in ROTC classes, on the ground that it involved more active violation of religious beliefs than did "mere" exposure to religiously conflicting ideas. Similarly, Barnette u W:Va. Bd. of Educ., 319 U.S. 624 (1943), holding that Jehovah’s Witnesses could not be compelled to recite the Pledge of Allegiance, was distinguished on the ground that the mandatory recital of the pledge compelled an affirmation of loyalty which the assigned readings did not. This judge apparently would uphold an objection to being forced to read offensive selections aloud or, perhaps, to answering examination questions about objectionable selections.
THE SUPREME COURT AND RELIGIOUS LIBERTY
THE RELIGIOUS LIBERTY ACT OF 1998
Race, Gender and the Deception of "Freedom"
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1-30-01 - I don't have enough memory of my dream to make it into anything. All I remember is being in a darkened/dim place that had cages in it like a chicken coop, but I kept saying I was sorry to people who were no longer there. It was as though people had died here and I was apologizing to them for what they had gone through.
At the same time I was looking into a book for instructions on how t do something that was dangerous. I recall seeing in the book that the person was to project 58 feet over or something. I also recall seeing that it was secret information and that nobody should try it. Each time I looked at the information to project 58 feet, the information was closer and clearer than the time before but when it was closer, I could see less of the page, like I didn't know enough to move my head over to read the whole thing.
I have no idea where I was.
I was given a number earlier. It was something like 583153, but I can't swear to that.
I then left for awhile and went home, then went back. My boss, Carol and another woman came in. They had been visiting some people I used to babysit for. they said there had been a fire there. I tried to describe a young blonde boy I used to sit for, but of course he was all grown up now.
Carole said to the other woman, "Well! I guess we have to give this to her!" (Note I didn't see either woman's head, only from the neck down)
Carole handed me a small green paper brochure about 5 x 7 inches sideways, which opened up. Inside, written in darker green was a contract. She also handed me a green fountain pen which wrote with dark green ink.
I was wishy washy about signing ti. The first page with the big print was about making a better world for all people and I thought I may as well sign it. But, on the right hand side , in much smaller print, I saw the words, "I wish to see the changes which will bring about the necessary .... " and without knowing specifically what changes those would be, I didn't want to sign it.
I woke up before I was forced to decide.
I then saw a vision of a sandstone building.
The pillars were light yellowish white and were set inside the entranceway. The building itself was dark sandstone. it didn't look like brick or block. It looked like it was hewn out of a solid block. The entrance behind the pillars was dark. I couldn't see the door itself.
I'm assuming this is about the Ark of the Covenant, but I can't be certain.
I did an automatic writing meditation on the subject: Spirit Speaks about the Ark of the Covenant
I did notice that the Big Dipper was directly overhead.
I went back in the house to watch the Daytime Emmy show, then we went to bed after 11 p.m.
DREAM - The dream was not about people. It was longer than I can recall details of, but I was looking into the sky at night and saw a box-like shape of 4 stars with 3 stars off to the right.
The stars were labeled with German words, and the only one I can remember is the lower left star which was EIDE.
It seems that the other stars started with F, G, and H words also in German. The stars off to the right weren't shown, nor named for me.
The important point was that some ETs had come from the stars within the box.
NOTE: This pattern of stars definitely fits the big dipper, except in reverse of what I saw in the sky. I believe the stars would be in the position of the dream stars when it gets close to morning, whereas I had seen them about 9:30 p.m.
NOTE: See DIPPER
“Probably the wisest view is to say: the truth - like the Self - is splintered up over thousands of miles and years; bits are found here and there, then and now, and must be re-collected; bits appear in the Greek naturalists, in Pythagoras, in Plato, Parmenides. in Heraclitus, Neo-Platonism, Zoroastrianism, Taoism, Mani, Gnosticism, orthodox Christianity, Judaism, Brahminism, Buddhism. Orphism, the other mystery religions. Each religion or philosophy or philosopher contains one or more bits, but the total system interweaves it into falsity, so each as a total system must be rejected, and none is to be accepted at the expense of all the others (e.g. “I am a Christian” or “I follow Mani”). This alone, in itself, is a fascinating thought: here in our spatiotemporal world we nave the truth but it is splintered - exploded like the EIDE - over thousands of years and thousands of miles and (as I say) must be re-collected, as the Self or Soul or EIDOS must be. This is my Task.”
(Philip K. Dick, in his Exegesis. 3/10/80).
I got outside then and realized that it was farther to where my shoes were than I realized and the streets were full of snow piles higher than I cared to climb with bare feet. As I ran down the sidewalk, I heard a lion roar which I knew was quite close, but then I smelled the air and melting snow, and the whole thing smelled like roast beef and beef gravy. I figured the lion wouldn't bother me when all that meat smell was available and ran even faster to another school which was around the corner from where I started.
I was still barefoot and decided I would cross the street and go into the highschool and hopefully some students would have left their boots in the hallways with their coats and I could steal someone's boots.
Once inside the school, I ended up in a classroom, where a teacher was lecturing on some topic I can't recall. I sat at a long table surrounded by young men, but there was one particular tall man who was right behind my right shoulder. I didn't realize it at first, but the man behind my shoulder was my true teacher, not the man who was teaching the class at the front of the room.
The class broke up for a few minutes, then convened again. When they came back in, I showed them why this other man was my teacher. He was wearing a thin woven shirt, with four colored arched panels on the front of the shirt. Each panel represented a different tribe of indians. One was dark blue, one dark green, one brown, and one I can't recall.
On each panel were words about the tribe, written in beads. I started to show the teacher of the class that the words were important about each tribe and asked if I could read the words to him. He agreed and as I tried to read the words about each tribe, each succeeding row of words became larger and instead of beads, were of diamonds of larger and larger size. I noticed then that the rows weren't words, but patterns of diamonds which I couldn't read.
I told the teacher that my friend, my true teacher lived in a subdivision nearby. The teacher wanted to see the houses the indians lived in, but I didn't think that was a good idea and told him so. I told him that public tours were going on now, and that was not the time to learn the true teachings.
My guide/teacher then came into the room, carrying a box, which I knew carried the true teachings. It was box of feathers and stones, the makings of a medicine wheel.
I then saw the teacher again, this time dressed in a blue suit, tie, and white shirt, and in front of him was a woman, dressed similarly, and I knew her name was Mary North
While I was going through the hallway, there wa s shelf on which numerous knitting projects were stored while in process. I looked at some of the designs I wanted. I looked at some of the designs I wanted. One was a series of fancy white diamonds. I was trying figure out how to get them for myself.
I continued on down the hall and got into a discussion with the new manager which was a blonde goddess-like figure.
At the time I met her, I had been given a zippered satchel in which to hide my Bible because I couldn't carry out in the open what belonged to me.
I went back to my room and she followed me. I opened a drawer in a bureau in which I kept my jewelry. In it I had a turquoise necklace. It was exquisite. The woman also had one very similar, but hers was not a necklace, hers was a brooch.
She and I discussed the differences in our jewelry. The stones were the same color, hers were larger than mine, but they were different and we had to discuss the differences.
I then went on to work on a project. Though I was working with paper patterns, they represented real people who had been hurt. These paper patterns represented real men and women who had been hurt in real life and I was putting them back together.
I then was seeing real photographs of what was happening in an aircraft carrier.
The last plane I saw was an AWAX radar plane.
I wasn't aware that AWAX planes landed on aircraft carriers but it was there.
NOTE: The U.S. brought in European AWAX planes to guard the U.S. after the WTC plane crashes.
DREAM - I was at a banquet where thick rectangular pieces of pizza was being served. (I can't eat pizza crust.)
I saw though that they were also serving large dishes of carrots, but I didn't have a plate. Large white plates were lined up at the other end of the table. I was going to ask a woman named Sylvia if she could reach a plate and pass it to me, when she turned to me and offered me a maternity smock.
The smock was made of pastel diamonds in a pattern up and down. As I held it up, I saw that the bottom edge was also in diamond shape. It was really pretty, yellow, pale orange, peach, pale rose, etc. I held it close to me and it was size 16. I thought to myself, I can lose that much weight so it fits me. So I said, "Yes! I'll accept it!"
She said, "Good! I can get more for you then."
I left the table carrying food and 3 different, tall square bottles of colored liquors.
I had to go to the bathroom, and in the bathroom where there were overseers high above on balconies, a woman approached me and said that the onions were on sale. Regular price was $409, marked down to $153.00. I said I would take them.
NOTE: The last megaglyph crop circle had 409 circles.
Mary said, "These are nuclear".
VISION-VOICE - "There will be 5 blasts".
VOICE - "Smoky is the watchword."
The number 21 was in the first pattern. The pattern was hard to see because of this.
I said that it had been done before. The previous pattern of squares was hidden underneath a dark grey table.
I and another person looked under the table at the pattern. On the side of one block was a number 5 and on the side of another block was the letter P.
Here too, the blocks were covered with dark grey powder or ash, but the blocks were taller.
I was roaming around from desk to desk. I had my own desk, but I wasn't working at it, since there wasn't anything for me to do at the moment.
I answered a telephone and was talking to a woman in Denver who had an order for 1 bullet. She said that she had sent the first one to the wrong phone number and wanted to make sure of the right phone number before she sent the second bullet.
I gave her the phone number of one of the phones in our office, and while I was talking to her, I heard her put the single bullet into a pneumatic tube like they use in large stores.
I was shocked. Did she actually send that bullet by pneumatic tube all the way from Denver to Milwaukee?
I started to tell this story to the other girls because I was so astonished, but when I was telling it, I said Denver to Chicago, knowing it was Milwaukee.
Some of the bosses and engineer started to come into the office then. The boss gave us a short lecture on answering phones and then when it rang, he and the engineers huddled around the phone, leaving us girls lined up at the desk to gossip. there were 4 of us standing at the desk. My friend Mary, two other women I don't know the names of and myself.
One of the women supervisors came in then and I told her the story, using a phony 555 phone number and made sure she knew it was fake. I said it was 555-5543.
I then went back to my own desk where there was a series of untyped purchase orders sitting there. These purchase orders have been sitting there untyped for man years and I keep using the excuse that I can't place the order for the impeller because there is no pattern for it. They can't make it without a pattern, and I've been in charge of patterns since 1973.
A man walked in with a stack of new computer run off sheets to deliver. He didn't know who was supposed to get them. I didn't either. The only one I recognized was Mining Systems and I told him that was on the other side of the street. (That's how I knew I was in the executive building)
I went over to a work area where numerous foreign people were working at a set of racks with narrow slate trays were set on. I was supposed to work on one side and they were working on the other side. My side was all west and rusty and I refused to work on it. one of the Asian men said it couldn't be rusty because it was supposed to be slate. But it was rusty from something that rusted onto it when it was wet and it was still wet.
Instead of wiping it off, I decided to work at the empty bosses desk instead of my own. So I went to my own desk which was multi-tiered. On the top level was the untyped impeller purchase orders, a vase with yellow roses and two bright red, unused long-stem wine glasses. I decided I would gather up some pens and go work at the bosses desk which I did.
And I had a pattern that was oval, and it seemed like it was twisted on one end , almost like an infinity symbols, but it wasn't supposed to be and there was something wrong with it.
My Father said, "I see you are wearing my socks." I said, "yes!' and put my feet on top of his like I used to as a child.
He said, "Why are you wearing my socks instead of your own socks?"
In my mind, I was picturing chartreuse green socks, which is what I actually had on while I was napping. I said, "Because they seemed like they were too small for me."
He said, "Well then, see to it that you treat them with care." I said, "I will!"
I then went to a restaurant which was where the kitchen was. A waitress who was brand new waited on me. She brought me a huge tray of food to eat, then said, "I guess I should write up your order."
I said, "Yes!" Here is a $10 bill to pay for it, but she stood there trying to figure out what was the cheapest, smallest items they had so I didn't have to pay the whole price for what she served to me which was an enormous amount of food.
I then went outside, still wearing my socks. I walked along the brick path next to he building, wearing extremely casual clothes, my short brown tweed coat which was more like a sweater. I was wearing slacks but I don't know what color.
I heard a business woman coming along the path behind me. I could hear her high-heeled boots on the sidewalk and knew she was wearing a regular coat, short dress and stockings.
I rather slouched back to the door of the building where my father was, my hands in my pockets, hoping I could get into the building before she spoke to me.
I saved the file to my computer program but all the hyperlinks disappeared. I saved the file again to another program so the hyperlinks would still be there and I couldn't do it. They could no longer be reached.
NOTE: There is a pattern of rock stars dying at the age of 27
Len Johns, my boss, who was in charge of measuring and inspecting patterns came into work and was getting ready to go down to the factory to inspect some work.
I had the list of patterns which he needed. I also had new pattern cards made out and ready to use. I was torn as to which to give him and decided he should have a copy of the list.
I ran to the copy machine and ran the 3" x 11" piece of paper through the copy machine. My list was written in black and the copy came out in red.
As I held up the red copy, it changed to what looked like a black radar screen. Near the top of the screen was
'Flt 47' and lower down was the number 6777.
NOTE: This probably is about a series of plane crashes. During the crash of Flt 587 in Queens, New York, the wake pattern of Flt 47 was deemed responsible for Flt 587 over doing the controls and the tail broke off, causing the planet to crash.
When I was listening to the radio the other day, there was a crash of a plane where the pilot said he was having trouble with the controls, then the tail of the plane fell off and it spiraled down and crashed.
I planned to share this pattern with others. The difficulty lies in creating a new piece exactly the same when the pictures aren't identical in size.
I made a new tablecloth in cobalt blue and rolled it up onto a 8 foot rolled tube to take to my mothers house so she could make one too.
I pointed out the difficulty in duplicating the pattern to a friend who was also interested in duplicating the pattern.
I had two pictures of the pattern - one of which was larger than what it would measure - in yellow, and another picture which was smaller than the true measurement - which was in white.
True measurement is reached by using the correct sized hook with the thread to reach the right gauge which in this case was 4 inches square and the square was divided into into 4 quarters. The entire piece was achieved by crocheting in a round in order to achieve a square finished product. Then enough squares are crocheted together to achieve the finished size desired.
In this case, it takes 64 four-inch squares to make 8 feet long. 8 feet x 8 feet = 4096 four-inch squares.
PART TWO - Joe was then driving me home in the car. We got off the freeway - I think it was on Small Rd. From there you can go straight west to 172nd St. or turn left and go south on 108th St. to Grange before going west.
Joe pulled into the left turn lane on 108th St.
I was watching ahead of oncoming traffic so we could turn left, but we were on top of a hill and traffic came up to this point both from the east and west, so you couldn't see other cars until they came into the intersection.
Knowing driving rules that you turn left into the left-most lane on a double-wide highway, Joe didn't do that - and I worried even more about oncoming traffic but he didn't run left in the right-most lane either - he drove straight across the intersection and stopped on the wets side of the intersection on 108th St.
The house we were living in was made of poured concrete and was immense and there were lots of people living here. It also had a maintenance work crew who had very little to do. As I walked through their supply area, they had just played a game with water supply turn-off knobs and there were bright blue star-wheel shaped turn off handles all over the floor.
As I went upstairs, it wasn't through an area where there were little girls dresses hanging on hangars on a rod. I knew that nobody had a little girl that small anymore so I took them all down to pack them away. It turned out they belonged to Bonnie, who was just a room away - packing to move.
I got introduced to her husband and her husband's sister, (large people like Bonnie) then she and I got into a discussion about the lease on the house because it was up at the end of the month. She had planned to move out, but as we talked about the lease, she decided she would take it over and I would move out instead.
I met my Father up on the second floor, right after my daughter said she preferred to live in the barn with the horses. That was fine with me as long as she didn't use open flame to heat it because it was made of wood.
My Father said there were too many people living in the house and I had to agree.
There were massive piles of clothes that nobody wore anymore, dresses and petticoats from square-dancing, from the 60's with tons of lace. I was going to try on one of the brown lace dresses, but I figured it belonged to Bonnie anyway. There was a lot to pack up and get rid of or give away. But if it was Bonnie's, that would be her job.
The house seemed to grow after that because I could never find my way back to where I came from. There were stairways up and down in every direction.
I came to one room where Bonnie was turning it into a cozy livingroom. The room itself wasn't all that large, but it had large comfy furniture in it, and on one wall, it had an immense fish tank that took up on whole wall. It didn't have any water in it yet as she was just setting the room up.
As I explored more rooms, these were immense, and the poured concrete walls and floors were covered with padded, patterned and flowered material on the walls and carpeted floors.
I went down some steps into a room that was being decorated by our son Mike Mason. It actually glowed like the sun was shining in nit and was the color of the desert. He and his friends were attaching fake cactus-type plants, and bushes to the walls and floors so it looked like you were outdoors.
I forgot to mention, there were no windows in this place. It felt like it was underground in a huge basement. There was never any lighting in evidence either. The rooms were all naturally lit from somewhere, but I couldn't tell how.
Mike said he was thinking about making the walls white instead of beige, but I thought it looked natural as in a sand color and told him he probably wouldn't like the white as much.
I then started moving some padded furniture into an immense room farther on and the doorway, which was a huge beam, had a slot to fit high furniture into, made just to fit the high furniture. Whoever built this place thought of everything. Here too, the rooms were all padded material on the walls and carpeted but no windows.
I wanted to take a large reel of green water hose outside to water the flowers, but I couldn't find the door to go outside, though I had been outside earlier and saw that grass had been cut and that there was a channel for water though there was no water in it.
Finally, I found an exit door. It was nighttime by the sky, but the area was brightly lit from somewhere so I could see everything.
I could see I was in a heavy forested area as I was surrounded by lots of trees.
The poured concrete house was behind me and ahead of me in the clearing was this immense brick building. It looked like it had windows with shutters on them, but I figured it was probably fake windows just for design.
I heard a single gunshot and the building ahead of me became electrified and the whole building flashed with electricity and turned from brick to golden fieldstone like the brick of the building had been a hologram.
A man's voice from somewhere yelled, "Enter the SAFEHOUSE!" I was afraid I'd get electrocuted but a large door opened in the middle and I went in.
From this point, the whole thing felt strange. I was moving fast through the rooms, but I wasn't walking, it felt like I was floating.
I didn't see any windows. Everything was made of golden fieldstone and all the stones were rounded and about a foot across with no cement between that I could see. They were all perfectly fitted together.
There were massive free-standing bookcases in the massive rooms. They were also made of fieldstone. One was labeled 'The Dictionary" and held one single book - a Webster's Dictionary with a red cover.
I was imagining how many of my own books I could bring into this house.
Other bookcases were labeled with numbers like 39, 57, and other numbers. I was moving past them too fast to see.
I floated into another massive room that had a huge fireplace built into one wall and built with smaller golden fieldstone, and above the mantle of the fireplace, it read MT. SHASTA.
From this room, I could see other rooms through the doors, but they were all down from this level. All the other rooms were underground.
SEE - MT. SHASTA AND HOLOGRAMS
Since today was Thursday and I had the day off from work, I was just lazing around, taking my time getting dressed.
(I woke up briefly and realized it wasn't Thursday, it's really Sunday, and I didn't have to get up and do anything special and went back to sleep.)
Now, back in the dream, I realized that it's Thursday, not Sunday and I'm supposed to be at work and I hope they don't fire me for showing up without an excuse at noon. So, now I'm in a hurry to get things done and get to work. I look in my closet and discover that the slacks I want to wear are wrinkled from laying around too long so I need to dampen them and throw them in the dryer.
There is another woman there, helping me. She is a shorter dark-haired young woman. I don't know who she is or why she's there.
I spot some paperwork I have to take care of. These are 4 certificates for circumcisions I need to send in to some office. (Whose?) I don't know why this is, but I have to get them registered.
While I'm messing around with this, I hear the voice of Cary Loose out in the yard and I think to myself. "Oh my God, the house is a mess, and I jump up and start cleaning. All of sudden Cary walks through the hallway, astounded at the mess. I follow her into a galley-type kitchen which it dimly lit. The sink is full of dishes from a party the night before. I hadn't gotten around to doing them yet. Around the corner from the galley kitchen is a larger kitchen with white curtain and drapes with large red roses all over them. This kitchen is more brightly lit because of the window, but it too is stacked high in the sink with party dishes.
Cary volunteered to help with the party dishes and for some reason I started to take down the heavy winter drapes which covered the wall around the sink, leaving thinner curtains with the exact same pattern on the windows. Now I realized I would have to wash the drapes before I could put them away and there were large hooks in them which had to be removed first. But at the same time I saw the whole room full of beautiful green plants and vines.
But before I could do that, I saw a piece of paper which was my credit card bill for a circumcision charge and I think it says $35.34, but a vision then showed me it was $34.32, and the last 2 turns around and becomes a 3. So it would have cost $34.33
I'm thinking this was the cost of a 5th circumcision.
I woke up and realized that since I had 5 sons, this made sense. I don't know why they had to be registered and the cost was probably not correct in real life as they occurred over a 10 year period of time.
From the Bible Concordance:
3534 nikos {nee'-kos} from 3529; TDNT - 4:942,634; n n AV - victory 4; 4 1) victory 2) to utterly vanquish
3432 Yashubiy {yaw-shoo-bee'} patronymically from 3437; adj AV - Jashubites 1; 1 Jashubites = see Jashub "he will return" 1) descendants of Jashub of the tribe of Issachar
3433 Yashubiy Lechem {yaw-shoo-bee' leh'-khem} from 7725 and 3899; n pr m AV - Jashubilehem 1; 1 Jashubi-lehem = "returner of bread" 1) a descendant of Shelah, the son of Judah by Bath-shua the Canaanitess
I went back to be and R.R. crawled into bed with me and lay down on my left side. I was trying to meditate but I couldn't keep my eyes closed because I felt like I was being watched. So I opened my eyes to see what R. was doing. It appeared like he was sleeping.
There were other people in this house and an old woman peed on the floor on the right side of my bed because she couldn't make it to the bathroom on time. 7 other women came to clean the floor and take care of her.
When they left, I got up to go to the bathroom myself. The floor where the woman had scrubbed and waxed was extra shiny and the pattern looked like honeycomb. The floor wasn't smooth - the patten was embossed on it.
When I got to the bathroom, there were many young women in there looking into the mirror and combing their hair. I had forgotten my comb, but I saw extra combs laying on the counter ranging from small dirty black ones, to large light blue ones. I knew one should never use someone elses combs, but these didn't appear to belong to anyone, so I asked permission to use one and they said it would be okay.
I then went to my mother and father's home on 16th St. and they were getting ready to go out to the lake cottage.
It was winter-time and we never went in winter so I followed them out there as long as they were going.
When I got there, the snow as 3 feet deep and I swore I saw rose petals laying on the snow. My father was shoveling a path for us to walk on. I saw my mother entering the cottage and my Aunt Cora was walking down the path my father had made for her.
I saw my 1/2 slip petticoat hanging on a bush, so I got out of the car, went past my Father and retrieved my petticoat from the bush. It was frozen, but it was really pretty and I crunched it together to unfreeze it. I showed this to my father and crunching the fabric lace almost sounded like little bells ringing. It old my Father I was going to wear this again when it thawed out. It was so pretty. It was white, but had overtones of pink on it.
DREAM - I was walking along a hallway and came to a closet door, which I opened. Inside was a panel with a series of holes in it, lined up across and then down in similar rows. The holes were lined up in a pattern, small - large, small - large. I thought that was strange, closed the door and went on my way down the hall.
I then met a man who seemed to own the building talking to a young maintenance man about a break-in and robbery down the way. The lock had been broken in the process and they were going to have to replace the lock.
I didn't think that was 'too' bad and I said to the maintenance man, "At least no one was killed," and he agreed with me that a robbery was of a much less crime than a murder.
It appears that I had rented an apartment in this building but hadn't moved my furniture into it yet.
There were a series of room sin this apartment in a row, and there were bright red doors ajar from room to room. I just walked through the apartment, looking at the empty rooms and then walked back out.
I walked across the hall then and went into a large garage rea where there was a lot of stuff piled. This may have been my own stuff I hadn't moved in yet, but I don't really know right now.
I spotted a bright green bag with potato chips in it. I popped it open and sat down, half hidden behind the pile of stuff and munched down a couple of chips.
I saw a white man coming, so I hid the bag and stopping chewing. I stared ahead like I was watching something intently. I didn't even acknowledge his presence.
Then a little black girl walked by and I did the same - stopped chewing and just stared ahead, not acknowledging the girl's presence.
There was no way I was going to share these chips with anyone no matter who they were.
I then went back across the hall to my apartment. I had left the door open.
Then I remembered that my daughter-in-law Becky lived down the hall and she had gone shopping for shoes. So I went down the hall, knocked on her half opened door and said, "Hi! I know you're buys, I just wanted to check out your new shoes!"
There was a large closet door open right there by the front door of her apartment. I could see two stacks of shoe boxes - a stack of bright red boxes and a stack of dark brown boxes - there were 10 of each.
I was amazed by this - I just laughed about her shopping prowess for shoes - she chuckled too and I commented on the number of boxes but never looked at the shoes themselves. She acknowledged that she really liked shoes.
I left her apartment and met a middle-aged couple in the hallway. This had a feeling like I was observing the couple, but I was actually the woman myself - watching her from out of my body.
The man and the woman were obviously dating each other. He said to her,"Remember you told me once that if you know someone had tickets to the movie, "Time Out of Time," you'd kill them to get them?"
The woman nodded and the man reached in his pocket and pulled out two tickets to see the movie.
He was expecting a look of joy, appreciation, thanks or something - but I suddenly felt her rage and something else - a killing feeling and remembered the holes in the closet down the way - small - large, small-large - and knew that it had been people's noses that had been in those holes where they were killed and 'she/I" was the murderer.
I looked into the opening, which was quite large already. Down inside the hole, it was lit up like there was sunshine down there just like we had and it was obvious that people lived down there just like we did on the surface of the earth.
But it was dangerous to have this hole in the schoolyard. Near the opening, the ground wasn't as thick as in the rest of the area. My fear was that when the final school bell rang at the end of the schoolday, all the kids would come running out of the school in the same direction and the ground would crumble beneath them, and they would all fall through into the hole.
My Mother came to the school to meet me as we were going to go shopping together. I met her on the sidewalk next to the school and told her about the dangerous hole in the ground. I asked her if she would like to see it. She said, "Yes!"
My Mother's leg was injured, so I had to put both arms around her and walk with her up the steps to the school playground, and then close to where the hole was so I could show it to her. Other people were still oblivious to the hole in the ground, so it was very dangerous. I had not raised the alarm as yet - that the ground was ready to break through near the hole as the ground was getting thinner and thinner there.
I noticed then that my mother and I were both wearing bright red coats, but we had different hats on. My Mother's hat was all red and mine was red with a white crown - which looked like rabbit fur. It wasn't until I took my hat off that I noticed that the white rabbit fur part of my hat looked rather dingy, so I didn't want to wear it anymore. So as I walked away, I found an all red knitted hat and put that on instead.
I as still walking in tandem with my Mother when we walked past my significant other man in my life. He didn't like my red hat and told me that it messed up my hair, but I made up a story about meeting another guy who liked my red hat and had that he had asked me to marry him. I said that just to make him jealous, so he would know that other people though I was okay.
I continued walking down the street with my Mother, still holding onto her with both arms. We got to the next intersection and met another woman who also had a red coat and red hat on, so now there were three of us standing together with bright red coats and hats.
This was so bright, we almost glowed. Nearby, I noticed that several other women were sitting in a room near the intersection , and though they weren't wearing coats at the time were also wearing bright red hats.
We continued walking and came to a door, where there was a ladies room.
As we walked by, I could hear several women yelling for help. My mother got scared and stopped walking, so I had to let go of her and run into the ladies room by myself to see what was wrong.
By the time I got inside, the yelling had stopped, but one of the women who had been yelling for help was standing by the sink washing her hands. I asked what was wrong. She said she had come into the ladies room to use the toilet and there was only enough toilet paper to use once and she had to go 50 times. All the other women were having the same problem. There wasn't enough toilet paper.
So my mother and I decided not to use that ladies room.
I don't know where my Mother went, but I continued on walking down the hallway that went past the ladies room. This seemed to be either an apartment or it was a school for girls.
There was a series of small stairways along this hallway and on the first set of stairs there were a series of small gifts set up against the steps , which were awards for those who made it this far.
There were several little girls right behind me in the hallway. I spotted a plastic baggie with some shiny jewels in it, so I picked it up and handed it to one of the girls and told her to share it with the other girls.
The little girl was happy to get the jewels and didn't even see the other gifts that they could have had as they walked along this particular part of the hallway. None of the other gifts were jewels but equally nice to have. They would be found by other girls coming along this way.
As I was getting closer to the end of my journey in this hallway, I saw that my own personal colors which were like jewels in a rectangular pattern matched exactly the pattern of colored jewels I was supposed to have in this lifetime.
I woke up feeling really good about myself.
My office was moved upstairs from the 1st floor to the 15th floor. I was working in Purchasing and was the only woman in the department. There were two buyers, Richard and Dave (the trainee)
Our office wasn't done yet. There was a carpenter there, using a coping saw to widen the doorway and make little designs in the door frame. I'd like to say he was cutting little hearts in the door frame, but I didn't look at it that well. The scraps were on the floor. The wood was either cedar or redwood. It was a reddish color.
This was a big building. Just beyond our office was a double door and on the other side of it was a large hospital. Nurses were going back and forth through those doors including a curly-haired blonde guy, wearing a pink intern's jacket. I heard him say to a regular nurse, "I hear you're hiring." I saw him smile at her as they went through the doors.
All the other women I worked with on the 1st floor had also been moved upstairs to the 2nd floor also and were across the hall from my office. There were a lot of women working in that office; their desks lined up in rows.
On my desk was a 3-ring binder in which we kept inspection reports called MVR's. (Manufacturing Variance Reports) Each casting that came in that we bought was inspected and measured and matched to the original drawing. Discrepancies were noted on the MVR's and corrections made where necessary so all the parts matched to make one large whole (whatever that would be) (I worked in Pumps and Compressors. Our pumps went into Nuclear Power Plants and Sewage Treatment plants. Some of our parts were as large as small houses) My job also included shipping the patterns to make the castings from foundry to foundry.
Anyway, I had a discussion with Richard about the size of the folder in which we kept the MVR's. There were so many of the reports, the 3-ring binder was too small and I needed an expandable 3 post binder. The supply office had also moved upstairs but I didn't know exactly where it was yet.
I showed one of the women what I needed and while they went to get the binder, I set this 3-ring binder down on the desk. Unnoticed at first, a little girl picked it up and took it with her down the street to another building.
I then went to the elevator which she had used and I could tell where she was by tracking her movement in the lights on the elevator wall. It seemed like the elevator she took lit up the lights on our elevator as well. The lights for her elevator next door, lit up only to the 7th floor, while our elevator went to 15. That where I was working.
I could feel and hear the rumbling of the elevator she was on as it went down.
While I was waiting for the 3-post binder to be brought to me, the little girl returned with the 3-ring binder. I grabbed it from her and clung to it like my life depended on it. I knew there were duplicates of these reports in the individual files but this book was MY responsibility.
I carried the two books back across the hall where I met the carpenter, Richard, Dave and put the new MVR book together.
Somehow I knew we were not purchasing any new water pumps for Nuclear power plants - that part of the job was done - we were now only tracking variances of what had already been purchased.
I walked up to this huge typewriter that a huge black woman claimed was hers, but there were 2 purchase orders already in it that I needed to put dates on. Because the typewriter case was adjustable, but loose, all I managed to type was 5 for the month.
The black woman came and adjusted the typewriter so it would type better but I put a cloth over it so I couldn't see what it typed. Then she got angry when I couldn't see what it typed.
This typewriter also had a huge radio as part of it and it was really loud. I managed to turn it from music to news, but couldn't find the knob to turn it off.
I looked at the purchase orders. One was for a Diffuser and the other for a pattern repair.
I was going from there to another company to work as well at a second job. I needed to change clothes to do that and changed from winter to spring clothes. But when I finally got ready I was dressed all in pink, but then I had 3 purses and since the pink one was empty and I had 2 wallets in the brown one and miscellaneous old stuff in the black one and dint' have time to move everything over, I had to leave the pink purse behind.
One of the men was there, he said he had lost a tremendous amount of weight and couldn't wear any of his winter coats, so he just walked out wearing just a silk shirt and gabardine pants.
I was bare-legged and wearing sandals and I felt tremendous joy because I loved my job and the people there so much.
I walked down the stairs and at the bottom of the steps lay a woman, crumpled up on the ground.
I helped her sit up and felt her forehead to see if she had a fever and she didn't but as soon as she sat up, she vomited out water about 10 feet.
I was astonished. She said, "That is nothing - tey say that in bad cases, they expectorate like that for 100 feet."
When she said that, I heard a black man, out of the window, made some kind of comment something like, "Why is it always us"!
At the curb a large 18 wheeler truck pulled up. It had to be loaded with items from the company to take it from the midwest to California.
The driver refused to drive the truck to California though. He said, "No farmer will drive trucks to California because all the cattle are quarantined from sickness."
I thought about driving the truck myself just for the fun of it, but I had my own job to get done.
SEE: THINGS TO WATCH FOR THIS SUMMER
After I finished that, I looked out the window and I was in a skyscraper building, looking down on a river wharf where there were dozens of ships of various sizes berthed.
My boss came into the office then and stood behind this big old-fashioned wooden desk. He looked very much like Jerry Seinfeld, the Comedian. He made a phone call to a manufacturer about an impeller to see if it was ready yet. He called it Model 3D.
He didn't get the answer he needed as yet.
I went to vacuum the livingroom. The carpet was grey plush. I had used a small vacuum cleaner and vacuumed up a chunk of metal by mistake. So I opened up the cover of the dirt container on the vacuum cleaner, allowing the motor to run, hoping the air force would blow that metal chunk out, but it blew all the dir and grey carpet fuzz out instead and the metal chunk remained in the vacuum cleaner.
So I re-vacuumed the floor, using a larger vacuum cleaner, leaving the metal chunk inside the small vacuum cleaner. At least it was isolated and I knew where it was.
The dream switched so that I was giving my husband a toy train for Christmas and I bought his friend Ray (RA?) a radio.
I was so excited about these gifts, when Ray arrived to visit a day early - Christmas Eve.
I wanted to give him the train so I could get it out and show it to him.
(He actually looked like Dr. Ben Davidson from One Life to Live TV show)
His wife called on the phone for advice on what to buy him for Christmas and I had to hide behind a blanket and whispered, "a black leather jacket, black leather hat, and black leather boots, with silver rivets on them".
She said she didn't have the nerve to buy that for him.
By the Ray was going through my kids toy box and pulling out characters and animals to go with the train set and we picked out all kinds of horses and animals and people that were of the correct size. I asked him if a couple dinosaurs were okay. He approved of that.
Meanwhile I set aside musical instruments on the side so we could have a band to play for Christmas.
I was working at A-C in my old job as purchasing secretary. The men with the real responsibility weren't there - they were on vacation and not reachable.
I got a phone call from a machining company, telling me that we hadn't yet shipped them a stainless steel part - an impeller - so they couldn't machine it and they would be late to deliver it.
I told the man I would check on the part, see where it was and get back to him.
I went to my bosses desk and pulled out the purchase order to find out exactly what part it was, then went to the pattern card file and got the pattern card where all the information for the pattern and casting is recorded as to who made the part.
The pattern card had nothing written on it since 1964, which meant that the pattern hadn't even been looked at, much less moved either to a pattern shop, or a casting manufacturing place to make the part yet, much less shipped to the machining company.
I would have to call all the pertinent companies myself to straighten out the mess since my boss was not available, but first I had to find out where the pattern was.
My first husband came into the office and I tried to explain the problem to him, knowing he would understand as he worked for a company that made castings - in fact - I had personally shipped patterns to his company and he personally made some castings from my patterns.
However, it was lunchtime and he had to leave and go back to work, so I walked out into the company yard with him.
There was a huge concrete wall around the yard with a heavy concrete door which was opened by pulling on a cut-off tree branch.
He went through the door and it closed, leaving me alone in the enclosure. When I went to open the door, I found that the tree branch was old and rotted and it broke off in my hands. So I reached up for a better grip and more of it broke off. Now there was nothing left to even grab hold of - so I pounded on the concrete door to try to get someone's attention and my fists against the concrete made absolutely no sound at all.
But all was not lost - I had a bird there I thought I would tie a handwritten note to his foot and set him free and someone would see the note and come and find me locked in the concrete box of a yard when they found the bird.
So I went to get the bird I would tie the note onto and the bird flew up into the air but its feet were caught on something and the bird rose into the air, leaving its feet behind.
This so freaked me out - I woke up.
I went back to sleep and was now again in the office and trying to explain the problem of the missing pattern not being moved since 1964 - the boss being on vacation and unreachable.
The girl I was explaining it to had her own problems to deal with and was trying to call for help for that. Besides that, she had no responsibility for the problem of the pattern.
Then I realized that it wasn't my problem either snce I didn't even work here anymore.
I felt so frustrated that I pounded on the wall like before and yelling "I want to go back to work," but I couldn't. I was too old and had already retired .
I was so frustrated, I woke up.