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From Denice:
The Admiral
I woke at 7 am. Decided to go back to bed. Stated an intention to get a message from 3i/Atlas. Stated a few times, "heart centered, Source centered".
Had an amazing and colorful dream. Part of the setting was my Grandma's kitchen. My oldest son was playing around and hiding from me behind a door. He stepped out and he was wearing a full 1940s style sweater, hat, suspenders, knee length pants, argyle socks, boots. Very steam punkish.
There was a noise on the front lawn. Our lawn, but not my house... an old screen door to a small wooden cottage. About 18 people with bags and gear on my lawn. A man stepped forward in a camel colored lands' end sweater with a zipper. He was about 5'6". Trim. Very soft spoken. Seemed disappointed, almost sad.
I asked how I could help him, and he responded, "I am the Admiral.".
He had pale skin, brown eyes and thick black hair that was very wavy, and cut just under his chin. At that point, I was worried about all of these strangers and not yet aware of who exactly they were.
The others started coming forward and trying to walk into my house, and then there was a huge ruckus and I had 12 foster children in my house that I had forgotten about. I smelled the most delicious soup, so I walked back to a very small kitchen that had two gas stoves. I realized i was not in a dream, because I knew I cannot smell or taste in my dreams.
I ran back out front to talk to the Admiral, but I could not find him. Woke up.
Addendum:
Denice: 3-1-Atlas is not one ship. It is a fleet. 🤩
Martha: Did you learn more about them? I’m ready to greet them (and others, lol). It seems like it’s time!!!
Denice: The admiral suggested that dreams cannot be hacked. Trust my heart comms. I am going to work on that.
Denice: Apparently I wasn’t ready for the dream contact because there were so many distractions that I did not recognize it until I woke up. He looks like a very kind person.
Martha: Oooo, that’s very useful info to know dreams can’t be hacked.
Denice: I did not get his name. There was also a scrubby black wolf sized dog roaming the perimeter of my yard in the dream. I thought it might belong to my new neighbors who have not moved in yet.
Martha: The thought of the neighbors might have been distraction?
Denice: Could be. I am going down early with the intention of more contact
Martha: Do you need to dream to contact them? So this is different than our galactic friends, if so.
Denice: No. I am just trying a different method. I wanted to see what would happen. Sadly I didn’t know what happened until I woke up.
Meanwhile Clif High posted this on X:
i have perhaps 80 such emails about
— clif is antiselenite 🏴☠️ (@clif_high) November 9, 2025
'active waking voice' incidents. And maybe as many as 200 about 'dream communications incidents'. These do not include the 'dream alteration' incidents in which a 'presence of others' is perceived.
The language is also all over the… pic.twitter.com/JxgeB6t0wy
