Dreaming in a Totalitarian Society

[gdpetti]

Nice quote.
Tarot, the Moonlight experience before the Sun card is played.
Just when you thought it was over, you realize you are only within the eye of the storm.
And sometimes you can smell it. But if they appear in new human forms, perhaps that sense of smell is all we will have to know them? :/ But then if the change is too slight, there won't be much for them to feed on, so this 'twilight' must be their 4dSTS sense of foreplay? Like a cat with a mouse, toying with its prey? I wondered when it would all begin and it seems today in the States, that time has come. All they had to do was allow a little light/truth in and everyone is up in arms and afraid of that apparent whift of change in the air. So this is what it takes to wake up the masses? From to or almost. I've been reading many posts on nuc dreams etc for quite some time and they are on the increase.

 

[RedFox]

Stargazer, your post gave me some perspective (and I think some relief) on my nightmares. Taking the idea that the emotional shocks (which I got in overload from the dream) may be from the mass consciousness, then perhaps they where just showing me something about society in general?
The matching themes from both where, interjection of 'outside' (either human or otherwise) negative persons into a situation, the control of others through fear, the apparent removal of free will (but this was an illusion, the people could have left any time they wanted, if they could realise they had a choice), and by not leaving the dehumanising brutal pain and suffering inflicted. And I guess the role of (painful) observation in it.

T.C. That reminds me of dreams I use to have of 'chasing' people. The solution I found? Relies you may be acting from your predator if your 'hunting' someone. Observe rather than chase.

Ok, seems I've had quite a few more dreams. By my usual standard they are definitely different
I'm posting the second one first, as it may have more relevance to this thread. (if anyone thinks I'm posting too much here for whatever reason, please let me know, I'm uncertain if I am or not)

Ok, pretty short dream but very strong details, and it looped/corrected a few times (if I understand this can be normal for dreams, but I have no data to confirm that at hand).
I was a pure observer and unattached in the dream. Mostly though I was kinda confused as to why I was seeing what I was seeing. On that note as with all dreams it could just be random images with no meaning, that could explain the 'why am I seeing this?' thought that kept rolling through my head

It was some sort of political event, with two political speakers. They where both white shirted, one with gray hair one with close crop dense black hair. There faces I couldn't make out well, but one looked like bill Clinton, the other I thought was white, but the hair was the same as Obama.
They where speaking in a hall of some sort, high sided white walled slightly vaulted ceiling. Possibly a small church? Wood floor, wooden stage at the end they where stood on, main entrance doors the opposite side. No podiums, about 20 chairs at the front with people in.
My view kept shifting from the stage to other events around it. First, there was a 'projectionist' above the main door, however I saw no screen. He had been paid to shoot the candidate with gray hair, by either the other candidate or by a third man in a white shirt (looked a bit like Cyla from the tv show hero's)
The gun was a riffle, looked old, had wooden hand holds and a small tripod near the barrel.
My view then shifted to the guy that had given him the gun loading it. There where 4 bullets, two blue (which I understood to be ink splatter bullets), one black (corroded?) one brass. All about 3 inches long. Brass at the bottom of the magazine, 2 blue at the top.
View shifts to the stage and the gray haired man being shot in the chest (right hand side) by the ink splatter bullet. Blue splat, much confusion from the man.
My view then shifted to how the man with the gun arrived at the place, and was going for another run through the cenario before I woke up.
Can't say I've ever dreamed of anything like that before.

 

[RedFox]

This dream happened before the previous one I posted.

Am uncertain if this dream is more a reflection on me than society, but there are some symbols that appeared in the dreams mentioned in the start of the thread from those in germany.
This dream started on a navy ship. For some reason I appear to have joined the navy, although I seemed quite annoyed by this, so perhaps it was not my choice? I was taking a bath, however the room appeared more like a kitchen. Stainless steal walls, and door. The door had a window in it and no lock. My girlfriend was talking to me at the side of the bath. I heard from the next room the commander shouting at someone about my behavior. He appeared at the door (I could see him through the window in the door). The bath changed to a sofa and I pulled a knitted blanket (with holes in) over me just as he walked in. I'm unsure what was said, or if anything was but I felt quite depressed about the whole thing afterwards.
I reacted and threatened to jump off the back of boat, the commander says 'Why do you think the railings are so low? Lots of people jump along the way' and basically didn't give a dam. The sense of depression came back again.
A friend stood with me at the back of the boat with me, and I think he asked why did I want to jump? Reacting to the depression I looked over to jump. The ship although it felt like it was moving was actually sat on a sandbank in the sea. I jumped onto the sand, and then into the water. My friend said in a sad voice 'Bye then' (in the dream this had no effect on me, but when I wrote this out I burst into tears. Suddenly getting a glimpse how mechanical I am and how it hurts others).

No one on the ship reacted, my friend (And I think others) where watching me though. Decided to duck under the water to prove I was leaving/serious (this is the first time I've dreamt of being under water), but that didn't last long. Still no reaction from the others, still felt depressed. Swam away, saw people on a beach to the left and swimming in the sea there, this made me angry that it was spoiling the mood I was trying to project. So I went in the other direction (to the right) to a sandbank. I may have been followed.
The sea turned to land and was joined on the land by my girlfriends young son (to my right again, everyone accompanying me seems to be on my right in dreams). Walked over the sand dunes and realised I was leaving tracks that could be followed. So I headed for a muddy field (that appeared). My girlfriends son didn't want to run but didn't say anything to me (this reminds me of all my dreams as a kid where I would run from something unknown), I ran and he ran with me.
Kept running and the landscape changed as I did from a muddy field to one with 12ft piles of heaped up pine tree remains, almost impossible to climb up/over. I could hear a tracktor near by but couldn't see it, I wanted to press on but felt it unsafe for my girlfriends son. He waited by the side of the field as I climbed a pile to get a view of the tracktor, the piles got bigger as I tried to climb them. I hit a ceiling and couldn't go higher. The pile then changed into a giant cactus thing, and took stinging swipes at me. I had to hold them at bay to finally be able to push through the ceiling and see over everything, at which points the piles became only a few foot high and I could see the whole are including tracktor clearly. (I took this to mean that I had to Not react for long enough to 'see' properly).
The field became a room and all sense of danger left me. We both then left the room and passed a surgeon who had been operating on the cactus thing to 'fix' it. He went to a bathroom and we went through glass doors to a waiting room. The toilets however had a glass wall we could see into. An adjoining wall also was glass and looking into a bathroom (I could see the backs/drains of the sinks and the toilets internal false wall). I explored the glass walls, and from inside the bathrooms they weren't viewable. Like one way mirrors?

I woke up here. The main reason I posted was the glass walls reminded me of the no walls in the German dreams. Perhaps it is more to do with myself (as quite a bit of my dream seems a reflection on me), but the glass walls and privacy issues may not be just my own. I know of nothing in my life that may provoke that apart from perhaps some insecurity I haven't found yet.

 

[Niall]

I found this posted in the comments section of Naomi Wolf's article on Palin and the coming police state on Alternet.org:

The Smiling Face of Big Sister

Posted by: Iraan Ozono on Sep 24, 2008 9:53 AM


I had a scary dream of Ms. Palin's face smiling at me from my Government First home security screen, telling me to report for my annual Patriot Index Monitoring Exam, and to bring my toothbrush and Bible.

_http://www.alternet.org/story/100069/has_sarah_palin_been_picked_as_the_titular_head_of_the_coming_police_state/

I think it's fascinating that someone undertook to record people's dreams in Nazi Germany. Encouraged by the C's, we are essentially doing the same thing here.

I had a dream recently where I'm swimming in a clear blue sea and millions of jelly-fish come up from the deep. It reminded me of this harrowing article by Jeff Wells:

The Deep Ones and the Madness of Crowds

_http://rigint.blogspot.com/2008/03/deep-ones-and-madness-of-crowds.html

 

[EdgeofDawn]

I had this short dream on Sunday night. I was in my bedroom doing something when I decided to look out the window. There were really dark storm clouds off in the distance with weird shapes moving around inside them. "It looks like there's a big storm coming," I thought to myself and went back to doing whatever it was that I was doing. Shortly thereafter, I heard people screaming. I looked out the window again and saw that the street was full of people running and screaming in terror as huge tanks chased after them and ran them all over. I got really scared and thought that I'd better find a place to hide before they come for me. Then I woke up.

 

[Third_Density_Resident]

I looked out the window again and saw that the street was full of people running and screaming in terror as huge tanks chased after them and ran them all over. I got really scared and thought that I'd better find a place to hide before they come for me. Then I woke up.

I'll never forget one dream I had a couple of years back now. I was camping with my family in what I thought was one of the last places any "bad guys" would find us. Not that we were hiding from any "bad guys" initially. Where I was in the dream (Australia) was not exactly "unstable" when we chose to go on this particular camping trip. It's just that when the armed soldiers, tanks and all the other terrifying signs of war appeared over the horizon, we were paralysed with incredible fear and shock. Before we knew it, thousands of civilians were being "marched" in long lines, everyone handcuffed, past our campsite. And then my family and I were all rounded up with guns pointed at us, and we were also handcuffed and forced to march with everyone else. While marching along, I remember quite clearly saying to my family, "Somehow, deep inside me, I just KNEW this terrible day would come."

I had another dream either a few months before or after this one, in which I was travelling on a new monorail in the city of Brisbane (currently there are no monorails in Brisbane). This monorail was special though, because it could go under the river, as though it was an amphibious train of some sort. When the train/monorail emerged out of the river, suddenly a huge series of explosions could be seen -- massive fireballs were wreaking havoc on the skyscrapers not far from where I was. High-speed jets were zooming all over the place, dropping bombs everywhere. The intense fear I felt in the dream was so real. The monorail track was destroyed by flying debris not far ahead of where the carriage was currently situated, and I knew the train would plunge into the river. At that moment, something inside me said, "this has something to do with Israel". I have no idea where that came from -- I mean yes we all know that Israel attacks Palestine all the time, but attacking us seemed absurd, but there it was in the dream!

Another dream I had during the same period as the above two dreams involved me being pursued by helicopters through thick, dense rainforest on a high mountaintop. Once again I was with family members. We just had to avoid being found, but we knew they had heat sensor equipment and would easily be able to "see" us through the dense canopy. They finally captured us and then, thank goodness, I awoke at that moment.

 

[Pierre]

At that moment, something inside me said, "this has something to do with Israel". I have no idea where that came from -- I mean yes we all know that Israel attacks Palestine all the time, but attacking us seemed absurd, but there it was in the dream!

Maybe this thought is not so absurd, a terrorist attack attributed to Iran and organized by Mossad would be an efficient strategy to mobilize Australia in the "war against terror" with the USA and its allies.

 

[mamadrama]

The other night i woke up at 3am. Right before that, in my dream i saw a white, Suburban pull up on the road in front of my house and stop. Then all of these round, yellow lights appeared on the side of the vehicle. i immediately thought it was somehow beaming some kind of dream/mind control at my house. Then i woke up. Weird.

Later that night in my dreams i saw a city skyline on fire and in ruins. The skyline wasn't familiar enough to me to be able to tell if it resembled an actual city or not. Then i saw my older son come out of a building looked to be built in the 70's. As he left the building the roof caught on fire. Then i woke up.

 

[Sodajaxon]

2 dreams. The 1st is from my cousins daughter she is about 10 or 11. She dream't about Obama robbing a store where she was in line buying candy. This was in the middle of summer. Ashley said it was a scary dream.

the 2nd dream i had about a month ago,
Obama was driving one of those construction dump trucks. the ones that have a 2nd dump trailer on the end. i was a passenger and we were taking the dirt to a construction site. we were going really fast, and Obama said "that car is blocking my turn, we will just have to fly" and with that we went off the road into the gully next to the road, i was telling him 'we're gonna crash!' only to float over 2 semi trucks. in the gully next to us.
No crash he drove it just like going off a highway exit ramp, i exclaimed "Wow! you must be god!" and Obama said "No- there is no god, you know that! i'm a man just like you! Now we gotta double back to our turn now that the car is gone."
And the dream ended.

 

[RedFox]

Well, I had a few dreams last night, one of which stood out considerably. I think I may have had them because I felt yesterday that I'm unable to grasp the horror of our situation.

I was watching Obama give a speech at a podium, he was surrounded by lots of people (mostly african american), all stood around looking happy and supportive and energised.
My view of him was mostly of his face, really quite close.
I don't remember the words but he was really going for it with his performance. Like the passionate speeches he's given so far.
His appearance began to change, his face filled out and features changed to the point of not being recognisable as Obama.
At the same time as this was happening his words/tone changed more and more until he sounded like an evangelistic preture (sp?) spouting fire and brimstone.
It was horrific! A crescendo.
I thought, 'Great just what we need! An african american evangelistic nazi party!'

I did have another dream that also was a crescendo, and very similar to the previous ones I've posted above.
I was at some spooky house supposedly investigating a supernatural murder. It turns out I was watching this as a film on TV at my old house with family and friends.
In short...the terror/horror increased to the point where people where being altered/dismantled in a very production like way. Again like my previous dreams the human scream of facing oblivion...and it distorting as they are dismantled...:(
I retreated to the kitchen in the dream, and started thinking that maybe my family/friends shouldn't be watching this film!
A crescendo of horror/terror and retreating in disgust....seems to be a reoccurring theme for me

 

[Niall]

I had this dream just before waking up this morning. I had read the 'Barack Obama' and 'Dreaming in a Totalitarian Society' threads the day before.

My family and I are travelling to the coast with the Obamas. We stop at a beautiful forest with enormous trees that are widely spaced to let the sunlight through. Below us is an undulating lawn of a forest floor to rest on. Our final destination is the coast which lies ahead in the distance.

For now we sit around a campfire and chat. I’m listening in to my aunt reassure my mother who [in the dream] had recently separated from my father, although he is present aswell. I move over to join the conversation with Barack Obama, who is enthralling my father with a story about welding his own firearm together. Soon everyone present is listening to Obama. He starts to dance as Sublime plays on the small radio… “Lovin’ - is what I got!”

Soon we’re all on our feet dancing!

But the moment is interrupted by a mobile phone call: it’s the FBI wondering where the heck Obama had gotten to?! We decide it’s best to move on to the coast. From the edge of the tree-line, I see a huge sandy beach that stretches out below us. There are hundreds of colourful cars rallying around on it, in some kind of synchronised pattern. Perhaps it’s a race on the beach about to start?

Tom Cruise is on a motorbike – “Psycho-boy!” I childishly jeer at him.Can't recall his answer when he spun around to face me, but he looked about 12 years of age!

The vehicles on the beach have all come to a standstill now as we wander amongst them. Many others people have gathered for the race/show/spectacle. I sense that Obama’s protective detail is anxious for his safety. Obama himself is relaxed and perhaps banking on remaining unrecognised. But once one person recognises him and begins repeatedly snapping with her camera, others turn their heads and the cat is out of the bag. Obama just blushes and smiles before disappearing into the crowds gathered round him.

Then a kind of voice-over kicks in, explaining that “He will be the one to lead them through these times.” [I don’t remember exactly what was said – I should have written it down right after waking up!] An impression that accompanied this voice was that this message came from 'the controllers'.

 

[manitoban]

Well, fwiw, I had a very brief but interesting dream recently. In the dream I was inside a huge casino, looked like one of those huge Vegas type casinos. This huge room was packed with people, and I noticed that many of them were world leaders, politicians, bankers, big business types, and all were milling about, gambling, talking etc. This went on for a while and then I saw that one of them sort of detached from the main group and I saw that it was Putin. Putin and a few aides then walked towards the elevators and stepped into the one that lead straight up to the penthouse! It was a glass elevator so I could see them rising above the casino towards the top floor penthouse. The rest of the group stayed in the casino part and continued gambling etc. and at that point I woke up.

 

[mkrnhr]

Didn't fine a better related thread. During two consecutive nights, I dreamt about the Danemark invading Palestine!
I don't know what to think about it?!

 

[Rich]

Didn't fine a better related thread. During two consecutive nights, I dreamt about the Danemark invading Palestine!
I don't know what to think about it?!

Could be a battle within? the two Countries representing two contradictory aspects of an inner struggle?

 

[Niall]

Didn't fine a better related thread. During two consecutive nights, I dreamt about the Danemark invading Palestine!
I don't know what to think about it?!

The Danish flag is red with a white cross... Templars, crusaders, helpers to the rescue?

www.freegaza.org