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You could dig a small underground shelter-bunker too for this stuff. I have already been working on this idea.

Actually beginning to work on something similar. Planted a "seed" with my husband last weekend for a bit of land with a cabin close to the Tribal Grounds, way off the beaten path.

With all the economic forecasts getting progressively gloomier with talk of a Bond bubble, another major stock market crash, and the Hindenberg Omen Elleise mentioned. I'm beginning to think the safest investment for the future might just be that little cabin in the woods, outfitted with all we'd need to be self-sustaining. We wouldn't be that far from home and very close to my best network, which includes healers and those more experienced living off the land.

I'm beginning to think we should take the tax blow and liquidate this year before tax rates increase. Elleise has been posting on this for over a year, and I think all of us agree dramatic tax increases are inevitable.

We can't build anything underground, the water table is too high. However, a well and septic system provides a big pile of dirt to cover a small structure. It's basically an above ground root cellar, good for food storage and storm shelter.

I'm sorry it took me so long to get back with you, lcp...my computer caught a fatal virus and is in the process of being revamped. I'm on my hubby's computer and it took me a while to retrieve my password...I'm glad to be back!

Your question is interesting...the dreams had no feeling of time other than the clothing and surroundings were current, and that it was real. With each one, I woke up with the deepest gratitude that I was alive....it didn't happen to *me*. It was as if I were experiencing these terrors behind someone else's eyes.

I feel that Jade can probably explain better how these dreams fit into events to come...

My deepest fear from a past life is insane asylums. I feel I had been placed in one unjustly and used to feel horribly ill when I would watch movies like Fanny Farmer and Suddenly Last Summer. Oh, and mafia stuff -- used to hit a very deep fearful spot in me! I don't get the sense that I was made, but some kind of pawn who was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Funny, now that you mention it, I've never had dreams of these things...wow, I'm really glad I didn't!

Welcome back Shannon! Hope your computer gets well real soon. Reading your post, it suddenly hit me, I've never remembered a dream set in the Civil War, or any war actually. My aversion, the ill feeling you share, is triggered by photos, movies, books, TV shows. It's a bit problematic as many in my family are Civil War buffs. Thank goodness my husband isn't.

I say "never remembered" for a reason. My precognitive dreams didn't actually stop in May 2000. To be more accurate, they were somehow censored. On occasion I would awake with a start, knowing I had one of "those" dreams. As soon as I realized it, my memory went completely black and blank. It left me with a really weird feeling that lasted several days. Not one detail or impression got through. After fighting with it for a while, I got complacent. After Sept 11th, I was deeply thankful.

Thanks for the additional information on your dreams.

lcp, I'm so glad you were able to regroup in such a lovely way!

Yes, when I was 19 or 20 I had two dreams of self-chosen death. Very different from suicide, these were culturally accepted methods of choosing to leave your body and move on. As I learn more and more about out government and the use of eugenics/population control, I'm now seeing how this fits into a fresh look at life and death without the oxymoron of laws about saving every life that is ever conceived, while simultaneously poisoning the lower class into extinction. I now feel that ending one's life based on choice is going to be a part of the NWO.

My first dream was of my mother, who I believe symbolizes life/origins/wisdom. It had been established that she had chosen her method of leaving, which for her involved, for lack of a better description, a "hit man." It was in an old, cleaned out attic, where she sat in a chair in the center of the floor, while the light filtered through a window on the side. She had called upon me to be her witness, as she had important final words to say to me. I approached her, old wooden floor creaking under my step, and the man holding a gun who stood respectfully behind her. I was uncomfortable being the only one called to be there during her final moments, and sad that she was leaving. But I was not devistated or in shock in any way. She said her words, which I don't recall, then motioned for the man to take her life. Before he did so, I woke up. I woke up with the sense of strange normality and calm, and that this would someday be a part of our culture.

In the next one, it was my turn to go. I had chosen to simply exit my body, after having a lovely party with close friends and family. It was to be a summertime picnic at dusk, my favorite time of day. There were round white lanterns hanging in a full and leafy tree and white table cloths over picnic tables and delicious food and drinks. Sweet music and a joyous atmosphere. It felt as if I had moved ahead in time...that I was in a distant future setting, but I was my current age and self. Various attendants began filtering in...I can remember my sister and a few others, but mostly the direct contact with my grandmother. I had never felt so loved and peaceful. We smiled at each other...and then, suddenly my soul began to shift, to enlarge beyond my flesh, and I had the sense of expanding and lifting out through the top of my head. "No!" I thought, "NO, it's not time...it's too soon! It's not supposed to happen til after the party!" But the separation had begun and I had no choice but to allow it to be...so I lifted up and out of my sphere. Then I woke up. This is how I would love to go! In the past two years I have been wanting to take a course in how to leave your body. I don't know if such a course exists, but I can imagine some such shamanic teaching...

I feel we will have an end of life proposition as well. It will be an infirmary. I see something along the age of 53 as the initiation phase, if there isn't anything wrong with you. But the age 53 seems to be the cut off for something, like you can just go if you wish to.

How interesting...53. Do you also get the sense that this new cultural understanding has the dark underbelly of pharms? I feel that we are working toward a society of citizens who lack the capacity to experience a full spectrum of emotions due to being ritualistically drugged -- though we will be able to feel more in the area of happiness. If you can't feel deep sadness or anger, you won't fight the system...you won't get PTSD from watching loved ones drop like flies...you will follow directions without questioning. You don't have a concept of freedom, and thus wouldn't fight for it. Drones...it's like we all become drones.

Hi Soul Seeker,

Yes, I feel the same way...we are temporary beings here...and I must say that does delight me! When I hear about people who want to freeze their bodies so that they won't ever die, it's almost like they are crazed or something. I feel like, "You mean you like it here?" It seems so bizarre to me that some people want to live forever.

But, as I wrote in another post, I'm feeling that this new form of perceiving death may not be so simple. I'm feeling that mass "happiness" drugging induces a lack of emotions that we consider to be negative, like sadness and anger. If we are unable to feel these emotions, we won't fear death, we will simply accept it, and all of the other things that our government wants us to accept.

I'm pleased that you enjoy my writing style. It's funny that you mentioned life beyond the veil...my novel is just about that!

Actually, what I get is that the generation "53" they just go, willingly and knowingly. Some but very few have an emotional reaction to this. It's sad to me, but from there it seems to get more scientific, possibly with the farms or clones??? Maybe? This stuff is huge down the line of 100's of years if not millenniums?

When I use my thinking brain, 53 just seems so odd, like an odd number. Why not round? So what I think that is is that the 3rd year of the 50 they start preparing to exit - say their good byes if they so choose. I also see a time of glass house or some type of rock hard plex. It changes colors according to the sun's position. It's completely solar or uses solar and converts it to a different type of energy and then uranium slides in there. I don't know what that is

Caulbearer11, I hope you're still with us! Do you have any other details you can share? I'd greatly appreciate your input on my "Wave" theory.

Elleise used the word "restless" in another thread and it reminded me of talking with a friend the other day. Both she and her husband are trustworthy friends. I called her specifically to share this forum, and asked if she was feeling anything unusual. She said she felt a general heaviness and relestlessness, couldn't put her finger on the cause. The conversation immediately went to our children and how spread out they are.

This confirmed something I had previously included in a post here. This "thing" is so heavy and pervasive, anyone paying the least attention is feeling something. Caubearer11, you mentioned that Mothers had been unresponsive to your message in the past. I'm beginning to think, once informed, we Mothers will be a huge part of the preparations and restorations.