Dream, Tuesday July 22, 2014
I was riding a gokart like Playland, Jungle Safari.
But it was through a 5 star hotel like Empress Hotel. Afternoon sunlight. The cart is in a dim darkened area then the double doors swing open quickly you can hear the hinges and there is the thick dark line of a track. I am on, forming a C to the right and another track going in a straight line on the other side of the room also through another door.I went to Macs and was astounded at the dark lines on the floor, the tiles, the grout lines but black and thick like go cart track lines.
I go through the door on the right, then I go down a hill on the track. Fun exhilarating, just what the soul thirsts for and wants! The dip like in Disney land rides when the cart goes down a hill.
then I fall out a chute and land on the sink of a restaurant kitchen dishwasher, narrow hallway, a row of windows on the other side of dishwasher, night sky with stars.
I am about to do a backflip but someone says, "No."
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Dream. Friday, August 1, 2014
"Please interstellar Police man." The Carpenters, Calling Occupants
Lots of things happening. Driving through a Vancouver suburb at night, I am visiting there again. I go into a room that is on Main St, directly across the street from the Main St Police Station. "Please interstellar Police man." Calling Occupants, The Carpenters. The room is at the current site of Golden Harvest Theatre. Maybe I'll have a golden harvest!
Incidentally, in Victoria BC, there is a huge UFO replete with downward curving windows near the top, that UFO is right next to the Police station, so to speak. The stadium, next to the Police station.
There is 3 other people in the room besides me. I am the one with black hair. Suddenly, there is a flash of lights and even the television emits a strange flourescent reddish purple light.
Then I see a flying saucer in the window. They are a lot smaller than in the movies. One section that is partitioned is rotating the rest of the ship is still. It rotates fast, about 45 rpm.
The UFO was made of shiny chrome.
I said, "This is a close encounter of the 3rd kind. I'm kind of scared."
Someone else said, "What do you have to be scared of?"
Then I go to the window. I look in the space ship. In it are three tiny grey aliens looking at me. They got that look I always seen in popular media, movies,etc. They were behind a glass window dimly lit in ship's light, the clinical industrial stoic looking light you see in ships. Grey aliens eyes each have the glassy black color of one great big pupil to let in and see a lot of levels of light. Those aliens were looking right at me! I bowed to them, putting both hands together in a reverential gesture. I sensed they were very smart. Think of how smart we are next to a chicken, well they are to us in intellect compared to us what we are in intellect compared to chickens or some other animal. They moved in those smart quick jerky movements, think of the smartest geekiest science professor with the big science hairstyle with the pens and pen protectors on their shirt pockets. I had a fleeting thought, "These beings are special. People will want to co opt beings like this." Seemingly at that, they disappeared.
Wherever that UFO came from, I sense it came from a very long distance away.
They had flesh colored skin which seemed to be made of hard plastic or hard rubber.
After they left, they left me some Christmas ornaments which I saw in the window. X Files = X Mas.
The UFO had given me an insight. Instead of using propellers on a spinning rotor as on a helicopter to achieve lift, each of the spinning part of the ship consisted of little metallic pockets with an s shape which hold a bit of wind set upon a spinning rotor and placed on a conical ship sloping downwards so the spinning pockets would direct downwards so as to achieve lift. Especially if you heated the air within the pockets kind of like a jet engine which is the principle of a propeller in a tube but heat the air to one thousand degrees Celsius so it travels even faster. If you put your hand on the spinning part it would not be hurt because of the safe way it was made.
The blades of the ship rotated clockwise from top to bottom at 45 rpm but it was just at that speed in order to hover to look at me. If those blades moved faster at 2 or 3 or more times the speed of light or more according to Einstein, the speed of light squared. With that sheer velocity, one becomes energy, as in a helicopter the whole helicopter doesn't have to move at that speed. Merely the propellers do and it will take the craft there and maybe it could teleport. The key to faster than light travel is not traveling in a straight line but to merely be in a craft with something spinning at 2 or three or more times the speed of light. To spin at the speed of light, at that level, you need a lot of energy, electrical or otherwise. It takes 20 kilowatts to power a small town. It would take gigawatts to power an engine with rotors to spin at many times the speed of light.
Put something like this under the chassis of a car and you got a levitating hovercar.
They are already doing this to a certain extent with the hovercraft. Hovercraft, UFO, what's the difference?
Alien eyes.
Stonehenge resembles a UFO, the columns window frames.
Moves like Jagger.
Grey aliens with their science labcoat swagger,
Moves like Einstein.
They are very very intelligent. They are compared to in intellect to humans, what humans are to farm animals. .
Fermi's Paradox.
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Earlier on in the dream, I was holding an iPhone. On it was a video of Wham's Everything She Wants. George Michael is playing a set of drums on the beach. Andrew Ridgeley is there at the side clapping his hands. George Michael plays in time to the music of course but during a part of the song, he does a drum solo on the drums at expert level. He plays drums well, but what do you expect? He is a professional musician!
I also included a picture of another part of the dream where I saw my friend Tina in a bar. She is the one to the left, wearing a black dress and she is sitting across from a lady wearing a dark green dress.
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october 15, 2014, Wednesday.
Muslims with lots of RPGs walking invading the beach. I escape them, go through a back alley way, unpaved, to a schoolyard. The Muslims are still there. ISIS. I am upset that I have to stay there with the students in a strange setting for the rest of the day instead of being able to go home. Teleport to a bridge next to a staircase. I am climbing it. Muslims taken over. It is strict at first but it's always that way at first, later it will relax to a sort of party atmosphere with markets. Then at the beach again next day, lots of people there but Muslim terrorists gone. At one point, I run into a house with a middle aged White guy, like Bruce Willis he was protecting me telling me to stay low. Then teleport to another room. I am against wood railings, a door in jammed in front of me.
A Muslim and 'Bruce Willis' against the door. The Muslim shoots him with a gun, looks down, I see his downward cast eye as he sees me, and shoots me in the top of the head, multiple shots. I am still alive as I go to a Korean restaurant. Strict surly morose North Koreans. I am told not to smile but scowl.
This 3rd picture with an 'x' marks the spot shows where I am standing in the middle picture.
All dark brown wood restaurant. Some sit in booth with wood beams like cages. They think they are superior for me merely because they are Korean. I thought superiority was based on intellectual respect. I didn't think they were superior. I was told to leave through the front doors of the restaurant. I had to leave where the washrooms were.
Out the front door, a hall to the left a cash register then one of the washroom doors. On the right side of the hall, two washroom doors. Down a flight of steps which followed after and turn right. As I leave a Korean lady with big hands follows me down the stairs. She is somewhat sympathetic. They think enough of me that a girl would escort me out. Interpretation: George W Bush called Iraq and N Korea the Axis of Evil. They are evil. As evident in the dream.
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Monday, October 20, 2014
Visiting a museum. Upstairs. Walk down a hall. As I walk back, to my right, there is a man in red in the display. He is dressed like a soldier from The Nutcracker Suite. He is young, black hair, and dressed in red. He is an elaborate wind up robot. "What a mind blowing museum display!" I say out loud. Down the hall, there is another wound up robot walking towards me. He is an old man with a white beard, dressed in a blue Nutcracker Suite soldiers uniform.
Tim Allen. The Santa Clause 2.
