All I can say this morning is “Wow!”
Before I tell you the latest bits of woo-woo, some background (mainly for new readers).
I am heavily involved in dream work. In 2008, I started the National Dream Center which Chris McCleary has expanded-upon and furthered in part with chief Nostracodeus programmer Grady’s help. It’s given us many useful insights.
The second thing is, when I have dreams, they occasionally have precognitive content or knowing-at-a-distance.
Before last night’s encounter with the woo-woo, the previous night I had three dreams going at once: In one of them, there was some kind of radiological testing being done (in of all places) the basements of various regional Federal Reserve Banks. In the second, there was a blue towboat involved in a dockside smoky fire somewhere on a river. Pollution was coming out of the boat. In the third, I very clearly got the name of a business entity that my consigliere would soon hear from.
I called him from the car yesterday as Elaine and I were going to Tyler to attend to some business matters. Yes sir, sure enough, he has a client whose initials are exactly what I told him. Even more interesting was his offering that blue towboats are painted that color so lock masters on the inland rivers of America will be able to spot Haz-Mat cargoes and for that, extra procedures may be used.
As to the radiological testing? I was surprised to learn it was being done with analog radiation measuring equipment. And that at one location, there was a back door into the regional Fed Bank that wasn’t sufficiently guarded. Both my consigliere and I are pondering that, but we think we know and it’s not one of those things to put on the Internet.
This kind of “dream jumping” into other people’s points of view is nothing new to me. It happens all the time and it’s the central theme in my novel DreamOver and the processes and work itself (a kind of ‘how-to’) is in my book Psychocartography. See links on the menu to books…
Now Comes the Weird Dream
The foregoing is simply background so you can appreciate where I am coming from.
I have never had one of this vivid/lucid dreams before where the person whose eye I was watching events through was a direct market participant. This time it was.
As I was watching this trader, there were multiple screens, including a big one in the middle, that were showing red and green trading data.
All of a sudden, there it was: Two letters popped into my head. And they were a stock symbol.
On the screen, I saw the stock scream from under $20 to over $97 dollars. At the same time, there was a 234-point drop in the Dow.
Never happened like this before: A stock symbol???
I woke up and looked up the symbol and though I won’t tell you what it is, you could have blown me over with a feather. Totally an in your face from the Universe through a vivid experience in the dream realms.
Out on the fringes of how we all operate what Castaneda describes as our assemblage point, there is the notion that people have “luck fields” that come and go. Most people don’t ever think about them, but I’ve found them to be useful indicators of how my trading day might go.
The way I monitor my “luck field” is I will often play one of the Amazon Casino games online. Oh, I don’t buy chips, of course. I simply turn on the machine, take the start-up chips and play until they are gone, using a standard way of playing Jack or Better poker that I described in a long (somewhat rambling) Peoplenomics discussion about evolving a methodology to maximize positive excursions before the House gets all your money.
The way the luck field is measured is simple enough. Take a few mornings back. Had 5,300 chips to begin with. Run that up to the 8,500-range and then busted.
In “luck field” theory (another pet science project around here) the idea is that on the day like that one, I knew not to ‘push’ too hard in a short-term day trade because of my ‘luck field.’ Superstition?
Well, perhaps. But after this “stock symbol dream” I turned on the same Kindle as always, fired up the same app. The Casino was very stingy – only giving me 1,300 coins to begin with. But, I ran that up to 11,440 before the trend reversed.
This was an excursion of 8.8 – the highest I’ve ever had…which leads me to conclude my “luck field” is more than healthy.
Now the Practical Question
Given that you had such a dream, what would you do with it? Would you run out and put a large amount into the dream? Say, $50,000 and up? Or, a more measured $10,000 and see how the “dream investment” works out? (post your best advice as a comment below)
Dream is, to me, the most important thing people do. That’s because there is a dandy chance that some small energetic aspect of humans survives death. Dr. Raymond Moody got me started on this path when we talked during his book tour for “Life After Life: The Bestselling Original Investigation That Revealed “Near-Death Experiences” that came out in 1977, or so. And that research is continuing.
Ure family lore is that Death is nothing but the Big Sleep until whatevers the endpoint is. And given that the family has a “seeing gene” doing this work is extremely interesting.
But all this really comes back to a simple buy or sell decision: If you had a dream, saw a decline in the markets ahead just a ways, would you toss money (and how much) at the dream content symbol?
I’ll let you know how it works out.
Morning Numbers and Data
Fair bit to wade through.
Let’s begin with GDP which is alive (despite the political idiots jammering…)
“Real gross domestic product (GDP) increased at an annual rate of 3.1 percent in the first quarter of 2019 (table 1), according to the “third” estimate released by the Bureau of Economic Analysis. In the fourth quarter of 2018, real GDP increased 2.2 percent.”
Profits from current production (corporate profits with inventory valuation and capital consumption adjustments) decreased $59.3 billion in the first quarter, compared with a decrease of $9.7 billion in the fourth quarter..
Real gross domestic income (GDI) increased 1.0 percent in the first quarter, compared with an increase of 0.5 percent in the fourth quarter. The average of real GDP and real GDI, a supplemental measure of U.S. economic activity that equally weights GDP and GDI, increased 2.1 percent in the first quarter, compared with an increase of 1.3 percent in the fourth quarter (table 1).
After the data, markets were -7 on the Dow and -33 on the NASDAQ.
Personal income tomorrow…unless you’re married, in which case it doesn’t matter.
Got a pet theory: The likely reason this story is around today: “Tulsi Gabbard on Winning Drudge Debate Poll: I’m ‘Most Qualified’ as Commander-in-Chief” is that she may have been the least-insane sounding.
Washington gov Jay “Jay Inslee vows to save Miami from climate change.” We remind you, smoking dope (lots of it!) is legal in Washington which may explain their swilling the Klimate KoolAid, if you follow.
Then there’s career Texas politician Beto who’s basically bust, or near-enough with a mere 3.99% favorable on the Drudge poll. Perhaps people are wising up to career politicians? (My lips to God’s ear on that one!)
M’ lady Elaine and I decided binge-watching Blood Treasure on Prime Video was a hands-down, no-brainer. We don’t have barf bags in the media room. (Which was once a “living room” but with so many Handheld Cyclops addicts, it’s a ‘media room’ and is treated like a hazmat storage area; avoid when possible. People don’t live, they ‘media’ – and they be the zombies, but you knew all that…
We were extremely disappointed by the lack of straight journalism in the NY Times 2020 Democrats Are Split Over How to Reboot the Economy. Reboot from what? The Mexico invasion? WTF? Look at the data, look at the market. See how they begin from a false premise (like a reboot is needed) and then set about selling their agenda?
Check mirror for “Stupid” branded on foreheads, people. My golly.
(Possibly Of Interest or Definitely Of Interest)
Since we’re in this age group, stories like this one catch our eye: At 75, Taking Care of Mom, 99: ‘We Did Not Think She Would Live This Long’.
Brazil may not get preferential treatment by the G20 now as Brazilian airman on Bolsonaro’s trip to G20 summit caught with 86 pounds of cocaine aboard plane. Tisk, tisk…sniff, sniff…
Boeing’s street creds are in trouble as.
Markets may climb now as.
On that note, the lawn here at the ranch is looking kinda Three Stooges. That means I must be mow…. (groan!)
Moron the ‘morrow…