Oracle Laura (@Oracle_Laura)

EARTH HAS 3 MOONS, PAUL ANKA DIES VERY SOON: Nov 20, 2025 Dream: I own new high-rise condo on very high floor. My long balcony faces south. At night I'm in living room with Lisa. We see 3 moons in sky outside my window. They form almost a triangle. Left one biggest. All 3 change colours many times. Big one changes to red, then white (or right one does). White one resembles Chinese Kingou (or Tuauoe) Wooden Puzzle Magic Ball but plastic. I try to take pics of them thru window as they change color. We go on balcony. Other tenants to left are on balconies watching the moons too. From left end I grab 2 white plastic patio chairs for us. I've 2 high-backs but grab 1 for me & 1 of 2 medium size for her. I put at far right. One for her is now toddler size so too small. She says doesn't care about "planets" anyways so goes inside. One moon falls but lands on left side of my balcony. I go to it. It's now a huge Earth globe. I pick it up & put on far right side by our 2 chairs. I go in. Lisa reads books from her big box of books. Many are kids books. She has stuffies in it too & plays with purple dinosaur stuffie. Tall slim blonde 50s neighbor from apt N of mine comes to watch moons with me. He's drinking Tetley tea & asks if I have more. I consider Red Rose but offer Lipton or herbal. He prefers black tea so wants Lipton. I get from kitchen. We return to living rm. He wrote on papers as files on good people. Mine shows my birth name LJ & below it he wrote I had "3 Predictions" (of the 3 moons). Below that he added 2 short sentences as details. I say I can show him 2 of those dreams & Walter was in most recent of the 2 so he can call him to verify my predictions. He wants his number. I search my many papers on drafting table & find his biz card with personal number & 2nd card of his biz co line (has logo of white silver angled streaks). He goes downstairs to outside to get ... but soon buzzes 3x to return. I worry is not him since he'd have main door key so ignore. He buzzes 5x. I ignore. 30s brunette male tenant NE of mine hears so scolds him when he exits elevator. Blonde asks why I didn't answer. Brunette explains many realtors buzz me, hoping to list/sell my condo since I'm rich & we ignore them. The blonde invites me to his dad's condo. His (realtor) dad collects LPs. In big stack I find old worn album of Paul Anka (dies very soon) but no LP inside. I find old album of 1950s Black female jazz trio "N...... ......" (or M......?). I recognize the band. It's empty too. The dad has 2 more big stacks behind me. 1 is accordion-like folder of LPs in clear plastic sleeves & ABC order. I find the Paul Anka at rear by the blonde man. I flip front ones to me to find jazz LP in middle. The many LPs are heavy so fall against me so after I find both he helps flip all back to him.