This Is What I Think.
Friday, November 18, 2016
"Freaked Out "Under the Dome" Monday - 01 July 2013"
In recent hours I was lurking on Kendra Roger's page and I see that she reveals her birth date is 8/20/1966 and I decided to look at that closer because of a sleeping dream I remembered after reading her page.
I am making this note for scientific purposes.
Creepy yes, but this is a public service that I believe is necessary. I'm still here so there must be a reason for that.
Only in the past couple hours did I have any idea about Kendra's date of birth. I had no knowledge of that detail before this time in the past hour. Not sure if I even knew that detail when we attended elementary school together. Very unlikely.
This report isn't about Kendra Rogers. I am documenting my suspicions about trouble facing this planet.
I think my theory explains why I have had so many recurring dreams while asleep about corridors and hallways and passageways and about elevators that never travel to the correct floor despite how often I press the buttons.
People don't want to believe telepathy is real. And that's probably going to be your undoing. Instead you just want to blather away about some idiotic notions about some fictional character you call Jesus Christ and I suspect that too will be your undoing. You can't see the forest for the trees because you're too stupid to believe anything but what you are told by other people. The conversation needs to be balanced and you need to talk to a psychiatrist about your Jesus fixation.
The thoughts in your stupid head are simply chemicals. Every memory, every moronic idea you have each day, each idiotic thought you have every day of your polluter life is just a bunch of chemical molecules. Those molecules exist physically in the organic structure of your human brain.
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: - posted by H.V.O.M - Kerry Wayne Burgess 8:03 PM Pacific Time near Seattle Washington State USA Monday 01 July 2013 - http://hvom.blogspot.com/2013/07/freaked-out-under-dome-monday-01-july.html
Freaked Out "Under the Dome" Monday - 01 July 2013
I didn't think I would ever get to sleep today. I had been awake pushing on to 24 hours and then I was lying in bed and I still couldn't fall asleep.
I did finally fall asleep and then I awoke a few hours later and I woke up after a while and I was trying to remember any dreams I had while asleep to that point. I did dream about something but I couldn't recall even the most vague detail about them and I still cannot. And I still feel pretty lousy. And damn my left shoulder has been brutalizing me for several days now. Just a dull ache and that does not seem to be joint pain.
I had several other sleeping dreams today but I cannot recall any of them.
The only sleeping dream I had today that I can now recall seemed to happen just before I awoke and got out of bed and sat down here at my desk.
In the dream I was in a room that I was aware at some point that was some kind of immigration processing center.
The point in the sleeping dream I can start to recall details about is when I sat down in a chair and there was activity on both sides of me.
There was a woman I was vaguely aware of and there seemed to be another on the other side of me and the activity seemed to be similar to a dentists operating room or a hair salon.
I was sitting there waiting on something and then I decided I should get up and walk around because I think I had to check in somewhere, to become registered on a waiting list or something. I was there for a reason and I seemed to be there in an immigration facility.
I could see that I started walking through a wide hallway, a passageway in a building and there were a lot of people in there.
I found the end of the line and I got in line. A woman walked up behind me and the line behind me rapidly extended as other people got in line.
Then I walked out of the line. I was looking for food. I walked around the busy hallway and there were a lot of people and I was looking at signs on doors but I didn't see anything I recognized.
None of the setting was familiar from my past experience in the real world. I can still vaguely visualize symbols on the doors but those are now too vague to describe.
As I am writing this now I wanted to throw in a note about a sleeping dream in recent days that has left me grasping at it because it is something I want more of. In the dream, just before I awoke, I could see clearly the page of a book. I could clearly see the writing on the page of the book. I could recognize the structure of the words on the page. I thought about that a long time after waking because I so desperately wanted to be able to describe in my blog the words I had seen on that page of that book. I still have no conscious idea of the content of those words on that page. I have also been wondering if other people have sleeping dreams where they see words in a book. I do not recall ever before having that kind of sleeping dream. What the dream reminded me of what a few times, long ago, when I was still heavily drugged by the VA hospital, I had one or more sleeping dream where I heard myself speaking in the dream and I was speaking in a foreign language and that is impossible for me now because I have no real memory of ever learning a foreign language. But that experience hasn't happened again in the long time afterwards. I still can’t speak foreign languages that I have not learned. So I was thinking about that sleeping dream of seeing the page in the book and I had been hoping that is something new that would start happening more but I don't know if it will. One difference though is that I never did visualize the foreign languages. I visualized that book page although I could not recall the words I had seen.
So anyway I have been walking around the single wide hallway and I have reached what seems familiar to me and the immigration check line where you show your passport. There was nothing in my dream about passports and if I had to guess I was still in the United States and there really wasn't anything I saw in the dream about identification documents. I could have been at the checkout line of a supermarket and that seemed closer to the truth.
I didn't proceed through those counters where people were there to check papers or something or whatever they were doing. I am still left with the sense that it was something to do with immigration.
At some point, I saw her. She was walking away from me and back in the direction I have come from, back through that hallway. She was walking away from me but I knew I was seeing Kendra Rogers. I wanted to talk to her and although I cannot now recall details the details I recall from that point suggest I had talked to her earlier in that dream and that was a consistent detail at that point. She was walking away and so for some reason I walked quickly past her and I walked a ways down the hallway and then I turned around and started to approach her and then I saw her but there was some kind of bright glare obscuring my vision, almost as though I was in an aircraft flying along and trying to look at something hidden in the Sun. Eventually the glare went away and I could see her clearly and I was talking with her. I said something about how seeing her makes me wish I had not moved away. She said that was sweet. I said something also about how I wished I at least lived closer. I don't recall much else at that point. I think that was when I woke up and sat down at my desk.
You can just look at photos of her now and still see those beautiful eyes and that beautiful smile I remember from when I was a kid.
I am writing here now because I posted a note earlier wondering what I would see today in my sleeping dream before tonight's new episode of that racketeer Stephen King's "Under the Dome" television miniseries.
Those of you following along at home can understand how I have established that I have sleeping dreams that are prescient to observations I will make later, usually later that day.
I am just NOT intelligent enough to determine if there is some kind of larger pattern to all this.
What I started thinking lately is about how this could be how another telepathic person would try to establish a non-verbal communication link with me. To warn me.
Presumably that new episode of "Under the Dome" broadcasts first at 10 PM on the east coast. I am on the west coast in Washington State and so that means 10 PM east coast is 7 PM west coast. The episode will be available to me at 10 PM in my local time at antenna broadcast television. I am going to wait until 8 PM my local time to post this note. UPDATE at 7:40 PM: I just read the summary for tonight's new episode. A house fire causes the residents to panic inside the dome and that is because the fire department is on the other side of the dome. End update.
See, they didn't broadcast any preview details about tonight's new episode of "Under the Dome." That tells me a few things. One thing it tells me is I have no idea what the new episode of Stephen King's wannabe "Jericho" is about tonight. Another hint is that they might be waiting to see what I post and then they actively change their content to match what I publish. Why? Why me.
Well, I was looking for an empty world and I seemed to have found it. I publish a heart-breaking report to the world. A while later I go to sleep and then wake up and I start reading on the internet and I read: a big fat nothing.
Not a goddamned thing.
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 01 July 2013 excerpt ends]
https://maps.google.com/?ll=33.425532,-94.042668&spn=0.000018,0.016512&t=m&z=17&layer=c&cbll=33.425711,-94.042686&panoid=veeFfZjE5LWmmASsUteLuw&cbp=12,16.4,,0,-3.63
Google Maps
512 Wood St, Texarkana, Arkansas, United States
Address is approximate
From 11/27/2011 ( premiere US TV series "The Walking Dead"::"Pretty Much Dead Already" ) To 7/1/2013 is 582 days
582 = 291 + 291
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 8/20/1966 is 291 days
JOURNAL ARCHIVE: - posted by H.V.O.M - Kerry Wayne Burgess 9:12 PM Pacific Time Spokane Valley Washington USA Wednesday 08 October 2014 - http://hvom.blogspot.com/2014/10/pretty-much-dead-already.html
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1804271/quotes
IMDb
The Walking Dead (TV Series)
Pretty Much Dead Already (2011)
Quotes
Shane Walsh: Hell man, if you think about it, in the cold light of day, you are pretty much dead already.
From 6/13/2005 To 11/27/2011 is 2358 days
2358 = 1179 + 1179
From 11/2/1965 ( my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official Deputy United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 1/24/1969 ( premiere US TV series episode "Star Trek"::"That Which Survives" ) is 1179 days
http://www.tv.com/shows/the-walking-dead/pretty-much-dead-already-1402831/
tv.com
The Walking Dead Season 2 Episode 7
Pretty Much Dead Already
Aired Sunday 9:00 PM Nov 27, 2011 on AMC
AIRED: Nov 27, 2011
http://www.tv.com/shows/the-walking-dead/pretty-much-dead-already-1402831/trivia/
tv.com
The Walking Dead Season 2 Episode 7
Pretty Much Dead Already
Aired Sunday 9:00 PM Nov 27, 2011 on AMC
Quotes
Shane: These things ain't sick. They're not people. They're dead. Ain't gonna feel nothing for them 'cause all they do, they kill! These things right here, they're the things that killed Amy. They killed Otis. They're gonna kill all of us.
Shane: Hey, Hershel, man, let me ask you something. Can a living breathing person, could they walk away from this?
Rick: No! Stop it!
Shane: That's three rounds in the chest. Could someone who's alive, can they just take that? Why is it still coming?
Shane: That's its heart, its lungs. Why is it still coming?
Rick: Shane, enough!
Shane: Yeah, you're right, man. That is enough.
http://www.startrek.com/database_article/that-which-survives
STAR TREK
That Which Survives
Star Trek: The Original Series
Episode: TOS 069 - That Which Survives
Season 3 Ep. 17
Air Date: 01/24/1969
http://www.chakoteya.net/StarTrek/69.htm
That Which Survives
Stardate: Unknown
Original Airdate: Jan 24, 1969
(Kirk, McCoy and Sulu enter a purple room with a cube hanging from the ceiling. It is glowing purple. Losira is there. Did I mention she is wearing purple?)
KIRK: Who have you come for? Form a circle. You see? You'd better tell us. Tell us. Who have you come for? Who have you come for? You're a very determined woman. For me?
LOSIRA: I am for James T. Kirk.
KIRK: Gentlemen, I need your help.
LOSIRA: Please. I must touch you. I beg it. It is my existence.
KIRK: We've seen the results of your touch.
LOSIRA: But you are my match, James Kirk. I must touch you. Then I will live as one, even to the structure of your cells, the arrangement of chromosomes.
KIRK: That is how you kill. You'll never reach me.
(A second Losira appears)
MCCOY: Watch out!
LOSIRA 2: I am for McCoy.
KIRK: That computer must be programming these replicas.
MCCOY: The women match our chromosome patterns after they touch us.
(A third Losira enters)
SULU: It's a very painful affair. I can tell you.
LOSIRA 3: I am for Sulu.
KIRK: Shift positions.
SULU: Captain, we can no longer protect each other.
(Spock and a security guard beam in.)
KIRK: Spock, the computer! Destroy it!
(The guard phasers the cube, and the three Losiras disappear.)
KIRK: Mister Spock, I certainly am glad to see you. I thought you and the Enterprise had been destroyed.
SPOCK: I had the same misgivings about you. We returned and picked up your life form readings only a moment ago.
KIRK: Returned from where?
SPOCK: From where this brain had the power to send the Enterprise. Nine hundred and ninety point seven light years across the galaxy. What a remarkable culture this is.
KIRK: Was, Mister Spock. Its defences were run by computer.
SPOCK: I surmised that, Captain. Its moves were immensely logical. But what people created this? Are there any representatives here?
KIRK: There were replicas of one of them. But that power to recreate them has been destroyed.
SPOCK: That is a loss, Captain.
KIRK: Well, you wouldn't have thought so, Mister Spock, if you'd been among us.
(An image appears on a wall)
LOSIRA [on screen]: My fellow Kalandans, welcome. A disease has destroyed us. Beware of it. After your long journey, I'm sorry to give you only a recorded welcome, but we who have guarded the outpost for you will be dead by the time you take possession of this planet. I am the last of our advanced force left alive. Too late the physicians discovered the cause of this sickness that kills us. In creating this planet, we have accidentally produced a deadly organism. I have awaited the regular supply ship from home for medical assistance, but I doubt now whether it will arrive in time. I will set the outpost controls on automatic. The computer will selectively defend against all life forms but our own. My fellow Kalandans, I, Losira, wish you well.
MCCOY: The previous ships probably spread the disease all through their people. The supply ship that she was waiting for never came. All these thousands of years, she's been waiting to greet people who were dead.
SPOCK: To do the job of defence, the computer projected a replica of the only image available. Losira's.
KIRK: The computer was too perfect. It projected so much of Losira's personality into the replica that it felt regret, guilt, at killing. That bought us the time we needed to destroy it. She must have been a remarkable woman.
MCCOY: And beautiful.
SPOCK: Beauty is transitory, Doctor. However, she was evidently highly intelligent.
KIRK: Kirk to Enterprise. Five to beam up. I don't agree with you, Mister Spock.
SPOCK: Indeed, Captain?
KIRK: Beauty survives.
[JOURNAL ARCHIVE 08 October 2014 excerpt ends]
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0708450/plotsummary
IMDb
Star Trek (TV Series)
That Which Survives (1969)
Plot Summary
After the Enterprise landing party beams down to investigate a geologically interesting planet, their ship is hurled across the galaxy. Kirk and company find a deserted outpost guarded by the deadly image of a beautiful woman.
- posted by H.V.O.M - Kerry Wayne Burgess 12:02 AM Pacific Time Spokane Valley Washington USA Friday 18 November 2016