DREAMS SECTION   


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EDITORIAL

FEEDBACK FROM DREAMERS INDEX

FEEDBACK FROM THE DREAMERS

COMMENTARY ON DREAMS FROM PREVIOUS ISSUES INDEX

COMMENTARY ON DREAMS FROM PREVIOUS ISSUES

 

Main Electric Dreams contents page


Introduction...

Hi there! Welcome to ELECTRIC DREAMS - DREAMS SECTION for Vol. 6 Number 2 - February 1999

Hello dreamers! This month we have approximately 46 pages worth of dream enriched material touching upon the living and the dead, the known and the unknown, the safe and the dangerous, the familiar and the strange, the old and the new, the waking logic grasping with the dreaming images.

Enjoy this months ED.


EDITORIAL:

Enjoy your visit to the pages of Electric Dreams.

Bob Krumhansl


FEEDBACK FROM THE DREAMERS INDEX


COMMENTARY ON DREAMS FROM PREVIOUS ISSUES INDEX

Commentary by RL on Necrophilia by Red Raven(981220)

Commentary by RL on A Pleseant Occurrence at Work (981220) == ==

Commentary by LM on Cemetery (990121) ==

NEW DREAMS:

PRECOGNITIVE/FUTURE DREAMS [Stories from past experiences, or send them in before it happens, if you can]

REPETITIVE DREAMS [Significant by nature]

Dream Messages from Christ by MV (990105) ** **

Dream: Ditched while Dreaming by AU(990113) **

DREAM TRACES IN WAKING LIFE [The effects of external stimuli on our dreams or is it the other way around - our dreams leaving a trace on our physical reality?]

Dream: "The Illusion of Control" by Brad (990120) **

DEFYING CLASSIFICATION [Your stumpers may not be so mysterious to others]

** Dream: heart net by M (990109) **

LINKS TO STAGES OF LIFE

BIRTH [Starts]

CHILDHOOD [Early development]

ADOLESCENCE [Maturing, testing]

ADULTHOOD [The main event for most]


OLD AGE [Wisdom, Approaching the Journeys end]

DEATH [Endings]

Dream: the end by ? (990114)

See the REPETITIVE DREAMS and SOLUTIONS sections

COMMUNICATION WITH THE DEAD [Beyond our terrestrial limits]

Dream: Phone the Deceased (990111)

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AGGRESSION [By us or against us- crossing others paths]

ALIENS [Visitors or visited - creatures from other dimensions]

AMUSEMENT PARK [A place to relax and enjoy, another reality]

ANGELS [Visitors from Spiritual dimensions]

ANIMALS [Basic Instincts- This month brings us an animal zoo... ]

Dream: Fish Hooks by ? (981215) ** **

Dream: Funeral by Suzie (981028) ** **

Dream: Alligators, water, busy streets by Amanda (981221)

BATHROOMS [Maintenance, Cleansing and Elimination]

BELONGING [What we are associated with or wish we were]

BOOKS (Extensions of our memory and imagination, our permanent records)

BRIDGES [How we get across an obstacle or go from here to there]

CELEBRITIES [The well known - famous and infamous]

Dream: THE SPACE-TREE by D****(990105)

CLOTHING [What we wear tells us about ourselves and the events we participate in]

Dream: "Chilli Tubes" by M (981227)

COMEDY [With an accent on puns, funny situations or jokes]

COMMUNICATIONS [From telepathic to devices to signs & symbols]

COMPUTERS [Extensions of our minds, mind tools, communication]

CULTS [Somewhere out there ...]

DIRECTIONS [Ever stop and ask for directions? North, South, East, West, up, down, ahead, behind, straight, turn, right, left, make a circle, cross, go through, open, close, mix, add, boil, cook, simmer, but most of all - follow these instructions carefully...and don't be shy about asking someone else down the path, except, of course, for the Big Bad Wolf!!!]

Commentary by Heratheta

DISCOVERY [New insights and unexpected developments]

** Dream: Flying Fish by Dreambat (990108)

DREAMING [Dreams about dreaming]

** Dream: Getting My Feet Wet by Dreambat (981229) ** **

Dream: Fishing Rod Mermaid (990116)

DRUGS [Healing or Hurting?]

EATING [Getting nourishment for maintenance, growth and pleasure]

ELEVATORS [Going UP or DOWN - Push the right button or else...]

ESCAPE [Get me outta here!!!]

EVENTS [The activity defines or dominates the story - a convergence of people at a place and time for a special purpose]

EYES [The organs of sight...the window to the soul...]

FEAR [What scares us]

Dream: Faceless Man- Immortal Beloved (990110) ** **

Dream: Big Eye by M (990115) **

FOOD [The source of our physical nourishment]

FIRE [Flames bring light, heat and destruction/transformation]

FLYING [Confidence, Power, Freedom & Perspective]

GIFTS [Offerings to or from others]

HOBBIES [Our interests and desires]- COLLECTING THINGS

HOLIDAYS [Time off to ...]

HOSPITAL [A place for treatment, healing and repair]

HOUSE [Where our lives take place]

Dream: train and old house dream by M (990107) ** ==

Commentary by GDA on The Train is Coming! (990109)

HOTELS [Temporary Dwelling or Special Event location]

JOURNEYS [Missions away from our home base -explorations]

** Dream: Immortal Chase by Jordan (990117) ** ==

Commentary by Dr.D on Immortal Chase (990119) == **

Dream: landslide by frank (990118) **

LOST [Disorientation or abandonment]

LOTTERY DREAMS [Sudden Wealth - Randomness favors the dreamer]

** Dream: Lotto by Mike (990111) ** ==

Commentary by GDA on Mike's Lotto's Dreams (990113) ==

LOVE [All around us, yet so hard to find and keep]

LUCID DREAMING [Knowing you are Dreaming when you are Dreaming]

MEMORY [Remembering ...In dreams we often struggle with the issue of memories and remembering a dream which by definition involves the process of recollection.]

MIRRORS [Reflection of Self]

MUSIC [Melodies of the land within]

(See Music Lessons in SCHOOL THEMES)

NUDITY [What you see is what you get]

PERFORMERS [Entertainers]

PROBLEMS [Situations or difficulties sometimes present choices]

POLITICAL SCENE [Public issues through positions of power]

RELATIONSHIPS [Other parts of ourselves including family which constitutes the first and earliest of our relationships, often influencing how we relate to the outside world]

Dream: avoiding janeen by StanK (990121) **

(If you didn't read X and The Past in REPETITIVE DREAMS, they are about the theme of dealing with past romantic relationships)

RELIGIOUS RELATED [The Ritual and the Spiritual]

ROMANCE [Thrills and Chills, lost in another]

** Dream: Girl newguy (990108)** ==

Commentary by GDA on Girl newguy (990114)== **

Dream: silk by Sim (990114)**

SCHOOL THEMES [Learning and learning related trials]

(Check out NURules in the REPETITIVE DREAMS section)

SOLUTIONS [The answers to problems or quandaries]

STAIRS [Bridges between levels, between the upper and the lower]

STRANGERS [Who and what we don't know yet]

TEETH [Ok, losing teeth is one of the top ten dreams people have questions on. Theories on what they mean range all over the spectrum of possibilities.]

TORNADOS [Pretty well defined destructive power of nature]

TRAPPED [Temporarily helpless- Sometimes we are paralyzed or imprisoned by jobs, relationships or expectations]

VEHICLES [Means of transportation, reflection of lifestyle]

** Dream: Car Crash by Ldel(981227) ** **

Dream: "Testing the Road" by dreambat (990104) **

WATER [A magical earthly fluid, nourishment, cleansing]

WORKPLACE [Where we make a living]

Dream: GOLDIE by ? (990108)

WRITING & WRITERS [Communication and creativity]

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DREAM SERIES

Dreams: G‚rald's 3 King Dreams of 3 Kings Day!(990113)**


FEEDBACK FROM THE DREAMERS

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Remember always, that all power comes from the creator

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COMMENTARY ON DREAMS FROM PREVIOUS ISSUES

 

== Commentary by RL on Necrophilia by Red Raven(981220) ==

Dream:

I am walking in a desolate beach. A man who I have never met before approaches me and says " I know you always wanted to meet a necrophiliac". I say "yes". He tells me that he knows one and asks me to follow him. Then I see this 10 year old boy standing on a sand dune.I find myself thinking that he can't be one. He hears my thoughts and says "I am really a necrophiliac. I eat my own dead flesh". Then he starts biting his fingers and tears the flesh off. He shows me his hands. I can see his bones covered in blood. I feel disgusted.

Comments by Dreamer: My desire to punish myself as a child, feeling quilty about my survival of parental neglect, the need for my pain to be acknowledged by my parents.

Hello Red Raven:

A necrophilias is someone who is erotically attracted to corpses. What have I been refusing, in my waking life, to admit to myself that would cause me to have this disturbing dream/nighmare? Perhaps I have been convicing myself that there is someone in my life, to whom I believe I am attracted, or admire; or it might be a child of a friend/ relative/or my own who, in reality, is sick/perverted/ self-destructrive. Or, perhaps I have been trying to downplay the effect of being neglected as a child (trying to put a positive spin on my parents' remiss) and the dream is telling me that they are indeed responsible for what I am (mentally very disturbed), or already, at an early age, 10, I was a very disburbed/sick person. The dream is emphatically forcing me to come to terms with truths that I am refusing to ackowledge in my waking life. Dreams of this intensity should be taken heed of.

Without knowing anything of your life, I can only very roughly speculate on how this is directly related to your life. Thank you for sharing this very interesting dream with us. Rob Lewis

== Commentary by RL on A Pleasant Occurrence at Work (981220) ==

- Dream: A pleasant occurrence at work by Magnolia(981124)**

ended at 6:00 a.m. November 24, 1998 I was working (perhaps taking notes) in my boss's office (someone I admire a lot). He took off his pants in order to relax, and put his arm around me to continue working with me. I was filled with a sense of relief and gladness, and anticipation -- perhaps this meant that it could go further at another time. But mainly that he must indeed like me.

Hello Magnolia:

Merely adding to Bob K's informed and a propos observations, I would say that if this were my dream, it was dreamt it because I am perhaps a person who, as a defense mechanism, always anticipates or expects the worst case scenaria, to cushion or pre-empt disappointment. In my waking life, in order to protect my thin ego, I have convinced myself that this man whom I am romantically/sexually interested in, isn't interested in me. The dream is categorically (if not explicitly) telling me otherwise. Thanks for sharing this dream, Rob Lewis

== Commentary by LM on Cemetery (990121) ==

This is my first response to Electric Dreams so I hope that it gets through.

I like the idea of re-incarnation being expressed as a part of the dream. However, what struck me as an important part of the dream is the way that the dreamers purpose is explicity addressed by the dream figure at the cemetary. From the Jungian perspective, to get a clue about the true purpose of the Self is extremely helpful. It's what we're here for. To fulfill our "purpose".

 

NEW DREAMS:

PRECOGNITIVE/FUTURE DREAMS [Stories from past experiences, or send them in before it happens, if you can]

REPETITIVE DREAMS [Significant by nature]

** Dream Messages from Christ by MV (990105) **

Date of Dream: 1983 Dream

I would like to share my dream with the experienced dream community. This I have experienced way back in 1983.

DREAM:

CHRIST has appeared in my dream, Pulled out a Page from Bible and passed it to me through an Angle.

1996 CHRIST has appeared in my dream and has given Vermilon to apply on my Mothers forehead.

People coming towards me with A big cross ( Almost 6 feet height made with balckwood )with a big procession.

1999.

6 Godesess appeared in my dream, They were sitting in a row. beaneth them two soothsayers are sitting and they were talking something and passed on a Coconut with some prayer articles like Red and Yellow power plus some flowers and a cheese Ball - which my father-in-law has pressed on my head asif he is preparing me to take a headbath.

Comments: I wanted an expert to interpret my dream. Thanks in Advance.

People can share my dream and can send their comments.

** Dream: Ditched while Dreaming by (990113) **

Ditched while Dreaming

It seems that I have the same dream over and over. It's not always the same but the massage is loud and clear. My best friend and I are very close and I always have dreams of abandonment from her. She ditches me for a new friend or she tells me that she no longer likes me or she uses personal insecurities about myself to hurt me in some way. In my heart, I dont think she would ever do anything to hurt me or to leave me, but my dreams must mean something. I'm incredibly confused. If you can help me understand what these dreams means somehow or recomend a book or website you would help me out a great deal .. thank you for your time.

PEACHES266

DREAM TRACES IN WAKING LIFE [The effects of external stimuli on our dreams or is it the other way around - our dreams leaving a trace on our physical reality?]

** Dream: "The Illusion of Control" by Brad (990120) **

[Hi, my name is Brad. I actually would not mind having my e-mail address posted for feedback, from either the readers or from you. "The Illusion of Control" brad88@gte.net]

1/20/99- betweem 1 and 5 a.m.

I was actively dreaming when I came to the realization of what I was doing- I consciously recognized I was in a dream (or so I thought). The moment I could see myself in my own dream I immediately found myself in my bed, where I grabbed the pencil off my window sill and began taking notes of my dream- on my bed sheet (?). I was slowly loosing touch of my actual dream while I was writing, so I decided I'd just continue dreaming instead of trying to record it; I'd rather be in my dream than in my bed, I thought.

Comments by Dreamer: When I awoke I looked on my window sill, there was no pencil. I then looked at my bed sheet, there was no writing. I realized that I was dreaming the whole time! In my dream I realized I was dreaming, and I actually thought I woke up to record it while it was going on. I realized how little control I actually had on my own dream.

DEFYING CLASSIFICATION [Your stumpers may not be so mysterious to others]

** Dream: heart net by M (990109) **

6am Sat 9 January 1999

I was visiting my Mum's place, to console her neighbour Grant after the death of his German Shepherd dog, Ellie. We were having some wine and planning to have a late night game of chess.

Valerie, the blonde neighbour from the house on the other side of Mum's, was there too and came into the room to give us the message that my husband's father had telephoned to say the lawnmower had been dropped off at Hartnett Drive to be fixed.

*** Next dream snippet:

Then I went off with my brother and father to a beach. They had fishing rods ready and I went with them to look at available boats to hire. They chose one that was a freshly repainted mustard yellow colour. It had a name on the side in burgundy letter, which I can't remember now. The three visible portholes also had burgundy surrounds.

While they went out fishing, I stayed on the sand, near vegetation and got out my birdwatching gear, in the hopes of seeing sufficient numbers of birds to fill out an Atlas form. (see http://home.vicnet.net.au/~birdsaus/atlas/intro.html)

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LINKS TO STAGES OF LIFE

BIRTH [Starts]

CHILDHOOD [Early development]

ADOLESCENCE [Maturing, testing]

ADULTHOOD [The main event for most]

OLD AGE [Wisdom, Approaching the Journeys end]

DEATH [Endings]

** Dream: the end by ? (990114) **

1-13-99 2:00

It has to do with the end of the world and the united states fighting with iraq and the whole world dead except for some who are all coming to my house, including a priest who put a cross against a man all dressed in black who transformed into a pale white face and with a lot of blood who his name i dont remember.

Comments by Dreamer: tell me what its aBOUT

COMMUNICATION WITH THE DEAD [Beyond our terrestrial limits]

** Dream: Phone the Deceased (990111) **

i called a friend who has recently died. i was suprised when he answered the phone. he later came over and told me he was okay and explained what was going on. it was very real. i actually woke up about 3 times and fell back asleep to the same dream. the last time i was in my room with him and he said he had to go. i then had a completely different dream. i spoke with him and he told me he was okay. it was just like reality. he tried very hard to prove it was really him. i dont know it was just a very strange dream and i know it meant something.

Comments by Dreamer: i just wish that dreams really do mean something.

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AGGRESSION [By us or against us- crossing others paths]

ALIENS [Visitors or visited - creatures from other dimensions]

AMUSEMENT PARK [A place to relax and enjoy, another reality]

ANGELS [Visitors from Spiritual dimensions]

ANIMALS [Basic Instincts]

** Dream: Fish Hooks by ? (981215) **

Date of Dream: 12-15-98, 4:00 a.m.

I was at the house of someone. All three of my pets, Marley --a black lab, Winnie -- a boxer, and Sam, the cat, were there. Sam approached me, and I discovered there was a fish hook with line on it embedded in his mouth. I tried to remove it but couldn't. I was very upset. Then the two dogs came up, and both of them also had fish hooks with line attached in their mouths. However, I removed the hooks fairly easily from both of their mouths. Then I saw Sam again. I gently began to maneuver the hook, worked and worked, and finally removed it!

Comments by Dreamer: I have researched my dream books and can find nothing relating to this. Any thoughts or comments would be welcome.

** Dream: Funeral by Suzie (981028) **

My sister and I were in a church-like setting. There was a large group of people in front of us. We were standing at a judge's bench. Then the "judge" called my last name. My sister and I moved up to stand before the "bench." They ushered us up a short set of stairs (three, I think), where we were on a podium (like in church). She and I sat down in a "mini pew, a two-seater." There were people, chairs, flowers, etc. We were told we were seated on the wrong side. My sister poked me in the side, rather hard. We moved to the other side. We sat down side-by-side in a corner, and I pushed my sister to pay her back for poking me. Someone was performing a service. There was a mini casket on a pedestal. A priest was to my right, clothed in a white, wooden robe with intricate, colored flowers carved on the sleeves. I was admiring it. Someone prayed. I did not feel sad or any emotion whatsoever.

After we left the service, we were running down a field (on rock gravel road). I was running really fast! I think I was trying to hide from a car that was trying to catch me. I went in a house. I saw two cats I knew, only one was a dog in disguise. They were friendly. I was still "miffed" at my sister over the funeral episode.

Comments by Dreamer: Strange, huh?

** Dream: Alligators, water, busy streets by Amanda (981221) **

I have reoccurring dreams with the same theme (same places)....

1. I'm usually trying to avoid the water or a busy street. 2. I am being chased. Not Frightened. 3. Alligators are trying to eat me. Still not frightened. 4. Whenever I AM frightened, it is without cause.

I am a 16 year old female. Can you offer any advice?

Amanda

BATHROOMS [Maintenance, Cleansing and Elimination]

BELONGING [What we are associated with or wish we were]

BOOKS (Extensions of our memory and imagination, our permanent records)

BRIDGES [How we get across an obstacle or go from here to there]

CELEBRITIES [The well known - famous and infamous]

** Dream: THE SPACE-TREE by D****(990105) **

THE SPACE-TREE [DER RAUM-BAUM] by D****

Important encounter with C.G.Jung in lecture room of a celebrated restaurant in Tubingen University. I am sitting next to C.G.Jung at "presiding table" in front of big audience full of reverence for the great man. Jung presents me with a voluminous edition of his works. He looks healthy, fit and youngish, a cultivated 70 year old gentleman irradiating spiritual force. He lectures on The Symbol of the SPACE-TREE ["RAUM-BAUM"]. I am very proud and flattered when, in his lecture, he mentions as an aside: "The father of Mr.D**** also worked much on the tree symbol", and, turning to me: "is not that so?". I reply: "Yes. But that was not yet the space-tree, of course!" (The SPACE-TREE is a new concept, only recently developed by C.G.Jung.) I keep talking to Jung, asking: how can one "get at" (achieve, make real [verwirklichen]) the space-tree? Jung's answer consists of a single, incredibly deep and meaningful, word: "by OMISSION".

I understand. This is the idea of the human individual as, when untended, a tree of "infinite ramification", growing wild and too complex, too crowded,confused, opaque, at cross purposes and often self-stultifying. It is only by ommission, i.e. by cutting and eliminating many of its branches, that this tree can turn into the slender and clear, tall, transparent and beautiful space-tree - the consummation of the individual.

The discussion lasts deep into the night. The haughty headwaiter once accosts me and reprimands me for not wearing a tie. I wave this off lightly, saying casually "Even Mr. Jung himself does not wear a tie!". Jung hears this remark and smiles. He pulls his high-necked white knitted pullover down a little, and beneath it can now be seen a perfectly starched white shirt with an elegant slender tie. [1998]

CLOTHING [What we wear tells us about ourselves and the events we participate in]

** Dream: "Chilli Tubes" by M (981227) **

5am 27 December 1998

Somebody outside told me to watch out for the "chilli tubes". I could hear my daughter outside and didn't know whether the warning was for me or for her. I had put on a dress, as I felt that it was nearly time to go out to a party. When I looked in the bathroom mirror the dress was inside out. It was a long black dress with tiny white dots on it.

[It had been raining and windy outside in real life overnight]

COMEDY [With an accent on puns, funny situations or jokes]

COMMUNICATIONS [From telepathic to devices to signs & symbols]

COMPUTERS [Extensions of our minds, mind tools, communication]

CULTS [Somewhere out there ...]

DIRECTIONS [Ever stop and ask for directions? North, South, East, West, up, down, ahead, behind, straight, turn, right, left, make a circle, cross, go through, open, close, mix, add, boil, cook, simmer, but most of all - follow these instructions carefully...and don't be shy about asking someone else down the path, except, of course, for the Big Bad Wolf!!!]

== Commentary by Heratheta ==

girl new drm-peace had lain to the right of the train station if you had avoided becoming something you or others "go down on"

peaches drms-peace had lain to the right of your friend if you had avoided "hurting yourself or others"

another drm-peace had lain to the right of the caravan if you had avoided becoming noticed

silk drm-castle-guess big eye drm-eye-like the end drm-house-transforming : above dreams peace had lain to the right of the word after the first dash if you had avoided becoming the word after the second dash

more at www.dreamgate.com./dream/dubetz/  

it's nice to see gerald using his own words more than references

DISCOVERY [New insights and unexpected developments]

** Dream: Flying Fish by Dreambat (990108) **

I'm hiking back down from a mountain. Its a nice trail, pine forest. There was some kind of large camping event. On the way down I notice enormous fish swimming across one of the hill tops. I think to myself that this mountain lake sure has big fish. Then upon closer inspection, I see they are swimming in air! They are huge, yard long trout like fish, but swimming very slowly like at the bottom of an ocean. They seem to be going together over the hill, like an invisible stream held the flow. I'm quite amazed and head down the hill, (a little afraid or maybe awed as well). I'm hoping to find someone to tell about this.

-dreambat

DREAMING [Dreams about dreaming]

** Dream: Getting My Feet Wet by Dreambat (981229) **

I'm on my way home an stop by a neighborhood where a famous dream author, Patricia Garfield, is having an all night dream party. There are small, intimate projects going on all over the house, like dream incubation, dream sharing, sand-tray work and a very interesting room with water. I go in the water room. Its on the ground floor and there is about 3 inches of warm, spa like water.

** Dream: Fishing Rod Mermaid (990116) **

We were returning from a holiday in a caravan. As we were unpacking, I noticed that somehow my daughter had managed to secrete a cobwebby fishing rod, that usually stayed at the holiday place, and brought it into our house. It didn't work to inspire me to go fishing though.

DRUGS [Healing or Hurting?]

EATING [Getting nourishment for maintenance, growth and pleasure]

ELEVATORS [Going UP or DOWN - Push the right button or else...]

ESCAPE [Get me outta here!!!]

EVENTS [The activity defines or dominates the story - a convergence of people at a place and time for a special purpose]

EYES [The organs of sight...the window to the soul...]

FEAR [What scares us]

** Dream: Faceless Man- Immortal Beloved (990110) **

1-5-99 late at night- unsure exactly

I remeber very little of this dream except a feeling. Danger, and fear of something that seems likely to occur. the cause of this is a Man I see. I don't remember anything else but this about him: He has dark hair His presence frightens me He says nothing, only reaches out for my hand, as if asking me to take it and His face- I can't see anything. like he has no face, just darkness and something unrecognisable. He stands there and I feel overcome with fear.

Comments by Dreamer: Can anyone help me figure out what this was about. It left me frightened the following morning. Expecting something terrible would happen. I don't know where this came from, and I'd like any help you can provide

** Dream: Big Eye by M (990115) **

1am 15 January 1999

Last night, I dreamt I was getting closer and closer to a fish's eye that was like a human's - with a dark, almost black, iris and white around it. It was so big that it was trying to suck me into it. I was holding on tightly to my children on the sandy ground behind me; to protect them and in the hope that they would help me too.

FOOD [The source of our physical nourishment]

FIRE [Flames bring light, heat and destruction/transformation]

FLYING [Confidence, Power, Freedom & Perspective]

GIFTS [Offerings to or from others]

HOBBIES [Our interests and desires]- COLLECTING THINGS

HOLIDAYS [Time off to ...]

HOSPITAL [A place for treatment, healing and repair]

HOUSE [Where our lives take place]

** Dream: train and old house dream by M (990107) **

7 January 1999 6am

I was on a trip with my family - at least I know my father was with me and I had lost my train ticket back. I looked in every pocket, and had looked through my handbag to no avail. I didn't have enough money with me, so went back to my childhood home, which, in my dream, was near the train station. Everyone there had gone to bed, or didn't want to be disturbed. I knocked on all the closed doors, until finally, my former bedroom door opened and a friend, Debbie with red hair, whom I haven't seen for years, opened it and was happy to see me. She found some coins in her bag, which were enough for me to catch the train home again. She had to come with me though, as the ticket machines were broken, and the girl and the boy (each about 17 and with the look of having a "holiday job") were too busy writing up an elaborate report of the day. This reporting was a new Government initiative, which benefitted the travelling public little. Debbie convinced them to get me a ticket, so I was able to get the train in the nick of time. It seemed more like night time at my "old house" but afternoon at the train station.

== Commentary by GDA on The Train is Coming! (990109) **

Gooday M -

how are you doing? It's been a long time that I haven't heard from you. Would you like to hear a bit about the train which is coming or gone your way? Personaly, I call this train the Trans-Universal Express... the Magical Dream Train... and several people dream of this Train and being on it and which I have also been on myself at several occasions... but first of all your dream of anticipation of its Coming... or did you ride on it... or ever ridden on it?...

OK! just watch this now...

>Date: Wed, 17 Jun 1998 17:38:41 -0700 (PDT) >From: linda >Subject: Another Dream.

> >Hi Gerard : >this is Linda L:

>This is my personal E-Mail please use this one o.k.. >Like a week ago I had this dream:

> >I was on a train going somewhere with my Church and the train stoped >at the train station and we all got out, My pastor was standing in the train station and suddenly He fell down and was dyeing and I was holding his hand for comfort I told him He would be with the Lord soon! Then He disappeared. People were disappearing everywhere! And I was like a comforter helping people.

> >I looked outside and the people that were disappearing were reappearing outside in a line, The line ran up a hill all the way to the top. And the people were froze and when I walked outside >they started moving again. then I felt like I was floating in the air and the others followed!

> >THEN I SAW THE CLOUDS PART AND A BEAUTIFUL MAN'S FACE WAS IN THE CLOUDS WITH SUCH A BRIGHTNESS IN MY DREAM AND WHEN I AWOKE I FELT SUCH COMFORT BEYOND BELIEF! I felt so peaceful. They shall mount up as winds as eagles.

So, I replied to her and told her this....

Dear Linda,

I know about this train...but can I ask you if you remember about the Locomotive, because there was this old one before...which was an old steam engine type and looked like these old Choo-Choos in cowboy films... but, lately a New Modified kind of very aerodynamic nearly silent with a super engine which sounded like a big "running like a clock Turbo which would almost whistle... and has so much power!! A beautiful streamlined Aluminum type elongated Locomotive... very impressive and all the tracks seemed to join together to give way to it.

I have been on both Locomotives and on the Train that they pull(ed) and know of a few people who have been on board... a perfect place to meet with dearly departed persons... who might be in transit?...

From Jo: Subject: Re: How are you making out?

Time Rider, Hi,

> Actually, I'm not feeling too great right now. Doctor says it's walking pneumonia, but I sure don't feel like walking. Admittedly, I haven't had a chance until today to sit upright and read anything, and I think I'm going back to bed. > Did have one thing to add...a dream that I actually >remembered....happened a couple of days ago, and although I don't remember what the whole point of it was, it's more who was in it....there were two people I know who have just recently suffered personal losses of their spouse, I remember being at the house of one of them and both were there. Then all of a sudden I was on a train trying to sleep in a bed and I felt someone's arms around me holding me tight and I looked over and it was my adopted Mother. She was alive but already dead. She smiled at me, but I tore from her grip and was terrified. Then it ended.

> >Be in touch soon, > >Jo >

...................

You see, Linda, that's the Train you are talking about!

Take care now and talk to you tomorrow,

G.

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.... and she, Linda, replied this...

Thank you for your great interpretation of my pearl dream It was very insightful . And yes please send me the information you were talking about.

The train you are talking about YES I did dream of that one but it was floating like it was a future train- There were many people I saw on it they were nice to me I also dreamed in the train that I had super human strength and I was trying to save people on the train from a bad man with a gun. it was a very cool dream!

Thanks again: Gerald

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and the following day, dear V, I sent her this...

Dear Linda,

about that train.... please compare your dream... the frozen people and what happens to me in this dream of mine... because something of this nature occurred in my dream and I think that we were both at the same place on that night...but this is strange because the time frame is different, but there is no past no present and no future in the timeless dream zone.... or perhaps this is always what happens when this Trans-Universal Express comes along...??!!

This is what I wrote last year... except the second portion about the new locomotive I had to re-write because I could not find it... but this is all true. The first portion was posted at Tiger's Nest around the first of July 97.

>Dear Dreamers,

> > this site seems to be a lot of fun. I only read a few postings and see that mine seem to be somehow related to many of yours!!! I have not read all the postings.... but I will surely do within a short while.... and see what I can come up with.

> > The Subway Trains... the last posting from Don....is very interesting as I have also been on the same Train also.... many times....during a period of about 3 to 4 years... so I would Iike to say that it is not a Subway Train.... but it does travel in this Tunnel.... and there is a station in it, as you describe.... and further in the Tunnel....on the right hand side there is this smaller tunnel again in solid concrete.... and the branching of the tracks, from the main line... is nearly square.... and nearly impossible to take.

> > It would be too long to tell, all my mind bothering dreams on board of this Train.... but on the particular trip that you spoke about.... I was in the locomotive.... and old Steam one..... often feeding the fire of the kettle.... and having passed there at many occasions... a few of us wanted to try taking the little tunnel... because the main line was going to a certain Jail House....in South-America somewhere.... and were tired of always landing there....so on that particular trip....I dragged my body on the side of the locomotive....to the very front of it ....in order to push on the standing lever, located on the left hand side of the main tunnel to operate the branching device.... and succeeded.

> > There was a big "Clang" , as the locomotive squarely changed tracks and entered the second tunnel.... I thought for a while that we might have lost the front buggy wheels.... and had all the problems in the world hanging to the side of the Locomotive and was trying to avoid the concrete wall....and Opps! it went down fairly abruptly and left at the same time and I was able to regain the cabin of the Locomotive. And then, we landed in the most gorgeous place.... a real Paradise of some kind.... and everyone happily got out of the Train....and we had a wonderful time together partying.... nothing was missing.... beautiful drinks.... nice people everywhere.... playing, dancing, swimming....everything.

> > It was the last time that I saw that train,..... but quite recently, I had a dream where I was in the middle of nowhere and in front of me were about 10 sets of different tracks.... all of them of different sizes... and all running parallel to each other.

> > Then, I saw a large "Cargo" train pass....full speed on the first set of tracks....and as it went by I noticed that it was swaying dangerously, as if the tracks were all loose.... and I said to myself ..." how come it does not derail? ".... and then on the last set of tracks.... I saw a little train going full blast ...of a much smaller size.... with an older type locomotive....and the wagons were having some problem following....and it eventually lost two wagons... the tail wagon left the tracks...but the wagon before it, a blue one....which appeared to be about the size of a single bed...stayed on the middle of the track in a perpendicular position....with the wheels off the track on both sides.

> > Then, I saw another Train.... about the same size....with the conductor sitting well exposed from the waist up, as on those kids' train rides, you know..... and it was flying and it kind of slowed down when "he" saw the wagon across the tracks.... but a little too late and it collided ....and I saw the head of the operator hit on the top of his locomotive as it climbed above the other wagon and remained in a slightly vertical position. I could not help laughing when I saw the "Conductor" step out of his small train to exchange some rough words with people from the previous train who must have been in the Tail wagon. At that time, I wondered if another Train was coming.... and I thought about the old Train which I had been on before..... but it did not come. Not during that night .....

> > A few weeks later, in the first week of May 1997, I had another dream related to this one. At the beginning of the dream I was visiting along with my brother in an apartment a young couple and we were discussing about psycho-spiritual matters and the young woman was very impressed by my teachings and her boyfriend did not mind that she expressed some satisfaction hearing what I had to say.

> > Then, we left, me and my brother and walked through town, wherever that was and after a while going west we were walking westbound inside some kind of corridor which was boarded by wood planks which had some wide space in between as in corrals for horses, or something of that type... and looking through the planks, I could see the same railroad tracks as I had just seen previously in my "trains" dream...about 10 sets of them, but this time it was different, because there was a station... with people on the deck apparently waiting for a train and there was this single older type luxury coach which was standing alone a little bit further from the station... and no one could board on it.

> > At this particular moment, it began snowing out of nowhere, and I was not really dressed for that...and then suddenly appeared coming from the West, apparently heading for the station and traveling at great speed, this amazingly beautiful streamlined Aluminum type elongated Locomotive, extremely aerodynamic and nearly silent with a super powerful Turbo engine which sounded like a big "running like a clock" and which nearly whistled when it spun its huge propelling wheels backward to come to a dead stop, a couple hundred feet from the Station.

> > I was petrified, looking at this mechanical wonder which had come to a nearly silent stop and could enjoy for a moment the beautiful lines of this incredible machine which was ultra-modern but had kept some ancient style with the big wheels as on the older trains.

> > Then, it proceeded to make a 3 point turn, in order to change direction and eventually back up and go and attach itself to the wagon... and what really surprised me is the fact that all the different sets of tracks which were parallel, began twisting and bending themselves together in order to let that locomotive run totally perpendicular to their order of position...to turn its heading direction around... and then it backed up and went to attach itself to the single wagon.

> > And then, the Locomotive advanced in front of the station, and stopped and the conductor came out, he was dressed in blue with his normal cap and walked ahead of the locomotive with his older type square faced lantern in order to guide the Locomotive in order to bring the wagon to the proper place to embark the passengers.

> > At that time, I had jumped the fence and walked a little closer, to get a closer picture of this most impressive dream machine... and when the conductor approached, I recognized him as he was the conductor of the previous old Locomotive which had haunted my dreams for a couple years back in 1992 or so....and therefore I understood that this was the a New Improved Successor of the Old Midnight Express.

> > Then the old friendly conductor came to me and said... "Hey! Gérald, I heard that things coming good with the dogs... and that you're gonna move some to Europe!" Boy! was I ever surprised of what he said and replied... "How come you know that?"

> > "Oh! News go fast around here!"... he replied smiling and giving way to the Locomotive which was now advancing very slowly. (Hey! I shipped 3 dogs to France some 3 months later!!... anyway back to our Train Story!)

> >At that particular point, I was standing on the left of the front of the Locomotive... and suddenly the snow began falling at an incredible rate and piling behind me many feet high and forcing me and pushing towards the side of the Locomotive... and as it was slowly advancing I was afraid that I would fall under the wheels and I was resisting as much as I could against the snow pressure bracing my feet against the track and sliding my hands on this heavy skirt of metal which stands above the large wheels....but the snow was keeping on building pressure and once the last big wheel had passed I bent down and slid underneath that side portion of the locomotive and was forced to rapidly climb up on the Locomotive when the gap between it and the wagon appeared over my head. I could not go anywhere else... that was the only thing that I could do. Was I ever relieved! Woof!

> > Then, I went into the Engineer-Operator Driving compartment of the Locomotive and sat down and got acquainted with the operational gear and had fun playing with the horns, the little tune of the movie "Encounter of the Third Kind" .... and after a while the Train departed from the station to an unknown destination in the darkness of the night.

So, I will let you think on this one for a while.

Best Regards,

G.

..............................

So, you see, Victoria, this is the Train on which was sleeping Jo and Linda was helping people... now the good things are...

.... #1 I drive that Train of the Dead... or of the living Ghosts of the Departed... as well as the Ghosts of the Living and they appreciate that I give them some nice rides, at least I recognize that they exist and they like me for that...

My twenty minutes are up! :-)

Take care, and talk to you soon I hope, but V, I get the impression that you don't believe in the Other World... because you're afraid of Ghosts!

Are you? or is just because you don't want to discuss about them?

Anyway, I'll ask a few of them to go and pay you a nice and friendly visit just for you to finally acknowledge their presence... if you haven' done so yet.

How is that?

Best Regards, you're friendly Buddy,

The Train's Engineer

HOTELS [Temporary Dwelling or Special Event location]

JOURNEYS [Missions away from our home base -explorations]

** Dream: Immortal Chase by Jordan (990117) **

I was talking w/ my friends in a grocery store getting a pop and then all of a sudden this man, (Who looked in his sixties) started to chase us. Then it became dark. I was in a land like none ever I had seen. I spotted a rounded bush and very leafy a green and hopped in it hoping that the man would not find me.

After of what seemed to be months in the dark bush, I found myself outside of it a cemetery. At this ordinary looking cemetery, A middle aged man said to me," aren't you this man on this tomb stone, and he brought me to it. Then I realized it was! It said several dated of when I died, that queried me very much. It accrued to me that I could be an immortal. Than I stumbled across the man who I had been ran after by and I asked me if I was. He said yes u were one of the chosen ones to look after the world as it grows, as for me and some other people like him. The person he pointed to was one of my best friends.

Then I was about to go on a quest that I cant exactly remember what for but something that had to do w/ finding all of the other immortals.

== Commentary by Dr.D on Immortal Chase (990119) ==

I would like to thank you for posting such wonderful guidance dream which comes right in time to discuss about dreams and reincarnation!!!

What do you think my friends? Can't this dream be more indicative that it is really through dreams that we get to learn about our previous lives? Woah!

"Grasping the True nature of dreams,

May I train myself in the clear Light of the Miraculous Transformation.

Let it come that I obtain the Non-Forgetting Intellect and "remember" my past life (or lives)."

And these words of the Winged-horse Rider, in a previous life as the Guru Padma-Sambhava are the essence of the Tibetan Book of the Dead.

Doesn't that dream remind you of the famous words of Krishna to Arjuna?...

"Many lives, Arjuna, you and I have lived, I remember them all, but thou dost not." (Bhagavad Gita, IV,5)

... and you know that Science of the knowledge of Previous lives is the foundation of the Higher Knowledge referred to as the Enlightenment... such as stated in the Teachings of the Buddha...

The Buddha's Remembering "In recollection, all former births passed before His Eyes. Born in such a place, of such a name, and downwards to his present birth, so through many, hundreds, thousands.....all His births and deaths he knew." (Ashvaghosha's "Life of the Buddha", Samuel Beal's Translation)

"This was the first stage of his knowledge; his ignorance (as regards prior births) hath vanished, and his knowledge(as regards prior births) hath arisen: darkness hath departed, and light hath arrived." (Anguttara Nikaya, Eka Duka and Tika Nipata (Galle, Ceylon, 1913, pp.188-189 and pp.273-274, translation by E.R.J.Gooneratne)

... because there is definitely something there for people to see!!!

And again, talking about tombstones, it was in fashion, a long time ago, to write things in regards to reincarnation on tombstones in many places, such as this one in Rome...

"QVAM TELETVM EXCIPET MATER DEOC MVNDO REVERTENTEM"

"How gladly will Divine Mother receive you, returning to this world" (Something written on the funeral stone of a young man in Rome)

Anyway, what a great and most revelatory dream that one was. Wow!

I loved it!!!

Thank you Jordan,

Dr. Deus

** Dream: landslide by frank (990118) **

I was walking around in a field across from a high school that I used to go to. The ground started shaking and I was buried alive underground with hundreds of other people. we were under ground like the earth had swallowed us. I was keeping alive under ground with 6 or 7 other people, we had just enough space to sit around. we were eating little dirt patties for food. I finally dug my way out from underground and walked up to the school.

seven or eight years had passed since I was buried. I asked a passer-by where some people that I knew were, and they were all gone off in other places. they had all moved away. I walked home and saw my dad sitting in a recliner watching the television. I started talking to him and told him that I was alive and well. He barely noticed that I was there, and his attention quickly turned back the television in front of him. It was like he didn't really care. I walked out onto the street in front of my house, and was very confused about the logic of this whole thing, then I woke up.

Comments by Dreamer: this dream was very depressing

LOST [Disorientation or abandonment]

LOTTERY DREAMS [Sudden Wealth - Randomness favors the dreamer]

** Dream: Lotto by Mike (990111) **

I had a dream last night that I had won the lottery. Previously, about 6 months ago, I had a dream in which 6 winning numbers were given to me. What could be the meaning of this ? I am aware that many times dreams mean the opposite of what one may think.....

Mike

== Commentary by GDA on Mike's Lotto's Dreams (990113) ==

Dear Mike,

thank you for posting your dreams which I'm repeating for ease of reference and convenience...

I had a dream last night that I had won the lottery. Previously, about 6 months ago, I had a dream in which 6 winning numbers were given to me. What could be the meaning of this ? I am aware that many times dreams mean the opposite of what one may think..... Mike

***********

Hey! what is this Freudian garbage that you're talking about? Do you believe that your dream are only your imagination playing tricks or what?

Listen to this, a few years back, I heard on the radio that woman somewhere in the States had this dream in which she was into some Casino in Reno or Las Vegas and I can't recall exactly where, but what I remember though is that she had dreamt of winning a Million$ in a slot machine and, Mike, she was obviously smarter than you because she believed in her dream and began packing to get there and her husband saw her doing that when he entered the house and ask her what she was doing... and she replied that she was getting herself ready to go to the Casino... and she or they went... and you know what, she found the Casino in question and won 1 Million $US in a slot machine exactly as she had dreamt!!! Yes! This is true!

Well, if I were you, I'd smarten up and would become an instant millionaire because the magic combination and everything else was given to you.

So, why don't you wake up and stop putting your naive confidence in Freudian or Jungian garbage and realize that dreams are Divine Messages and become smart and rich instead of remaining poor and stupid.

What are you waiting for ? If you were smart enough to write that magic combination down which was divinely given to you... go play it and win!

Good Luck! Mike and become a Winner instead of a Looser... and please for your own sake stop believing in all the popular crap which is being thought in these present dark days about dreams.

Once Again Good Luck you poor sleeping indoctrinated miscreant... not your fault mind you if everybody in this idiotic world love to kiss Carl Jung's ass!!

Wake Up and Good Luck!

Dr. Deus

PS: Don't forget to send me my cut! :)

LOVE [All around us, yet so hard to find and keep]

LUCID DREAMING [Knowing you are Dreaming when you are Dreaming]

MEMORY [Remembering ...In dreams we often struggle with the issue of memories and remembering a dream which by definition involves the process of recollection.]

MIRRORS [Reflection of Self]

MUSIC [Melodies of the land within]

NUDITY [What you see is what you get]

PERFORMERS [Entertainers]

PROBLEMS [Situations or difficulties sometimes present choices]

POLITICAL SCENE [Public issues through positions of power]

RELATIONSHIPS [Other parts of ourselves including family which constitutes the first and earliest of our relationships, often influencing how we relate to the outside world]

** Dream: avoiding janeen by StanK (990121) **

<note: stan requests that this name and address be kept with the dream. - R

DATE : 21 jan 1999 07:53

DREAM : avoiding janeen

stan kulikowski ii <<stankuli@pcola.gulf.net>

=( last night was a Wednesday, I spent the early part setting up the videophone for net meeting software and testing it out in preparation for a web site project. the late night was curriculum design, a lesson on CGI perl which is not going very well and I cannot tell why. the content is simple and direct, but it seems to be taking me forever to get it done. went to sleep around 03:30 feeling more unproductive than tired. )=

"flaps down." I say into the mask microphone. I look over my right shoulder at springfield massachusetts below us, a sprawling city of concrete and highways.

"flaps down." confirms mark littlefield. he is flying second seat behind me in the small jet. we bank over and quickly come down onto the city street in an open patch of traffic. "braking" he reports once the wheels are down. I steer the jet, now an automobile, into a side street and find a double parking space to park in. the canopy pops upward with a hiss and a jet of steam as I climb out. our vehicle is the lotus sst, a small two seat version of the concorde which integrates with street traffic so it can be driven as a car when not in the air. ours is black which model is known to have a slight heat problem when it breaks the sound barrier while still on the ground.

I pull the black helmet off and toss it in the front seat. mark says he will wait here and maybe get some shut eye while I go get the groceries we stopped for. we are due back in germany in a few hours and had promised his wife that we would pick up some supplies for dinner before we left this country. mark is always a little jet lagged these days it seems with all his jet set lifestyle.

after I have gone about two steps, unexpectedly, janeen comes up to me and hands me two slices of cold pizza. "stan, just the person I wanted to see" she says. "I want to talk with you." she is still long and thin after all these years, beautiful to look at, untrustworthy to hold. we were once a matched set, but one of us changed. as expected, there is a man waiting for her a few paces away.

I toss the pizza in back of the sst to mark and start to walk away. "sorry, the feeling is no longer mutual." I tell her, trying to get away. it is not difficult to see what I once saw in her. she has an attraction for sure, but she always said that all relationships were temporary, on borrowed time. ours ran out and that was the natural order of things. for her, at least.

I turn several corners and she keeps following me. "stan, will you wait?" no, I want to be too busy for this. I step into a small corner diner and she follows me in with her present man in tow. I finally stop and turn to hear her out.

"I have finally sold one of my paintings." she says to me in triumph. I did not know she ever painted, but then as a secretary in the art department at a large university, she was always hanging out with the art students and faculty.

"which one?" I ask, pretending that I am interested.

"I am not certain," she says with a shake of her thin blonde hair. "somewhere between number 51 and 56. the man who kept those back in 1976 would have those numbers to resell to someone. I just found out about it yesterday. the deal is not quite made, but I will get 10% residual on resale." I did not know that art sales worked that way, but I suppose performance artists like television actor get kickbacks on syndication, so it may be possible for media artists to have similar expectations.

I start to say something half hearted in an attempt to terminate this, but before I do, her current man starts addressing the people in the diner in a theatric way, "yes, sir. that is my girl here. she stands to make a lot of money." janeen turns toward him and says "oh, alan."

he continues his expansive broadcast. "yes, she been mine from the first time I took out my gun and marked her across the ear with the barrel."

that is it. I do not want to hear anymore. I quickly leave, hoping she is paying attention to the jerk and not me so I can get away unnoticed. forget the supply stop, I am just leaving.

but alan, the jerk, follows me out with janeen coming along behind. "now wait a minute there. janeen wants you to come to our party celebrating the sale of her painting." I am not interested and keep on going.

he pulls out a very shiny, silver plated pistol from his jacket and waves it at me. "I said you stop." I don't recall him saying that, but I keep on going. janeen would not allow him to hurt me, surely.

with a kablam, the gun is discharged with a blast that I feel at this close range. it is very large caliber. but the bullet whistles by is front of me, clearly intended for effect. I do not even flinch as I knew he would not aim to injure me. my honest lack of concern obviously shakes his bluster. if he is going to really shoot me, now would be the time as he is showing through a coward, and I do not even care. janeen grabs him by the arm and makes a gesture of annoyance. he makes an extravagant reply of resignation. I wonder where that bullet hit in a crowded city like this.

I step into the small front cockpit of the sst. it is so small that it seems a wonder that I can squeeze in at all. mark is lying in the back fuselage behind the second copilot seat. he has turned a yellow green color, the same as the one remaining piece of pizza lying beside him. I wonder if she had given me a poisoned treat for some reason, but I am glad that I did not touch it. mark moans a little, enough to see that he is not seriously ill despite the color change. better get back to europe, will pick the groceries in Nuremberg.

I slip down into the pilot seat, strapping on my black helmet. I do not pay attention to whatever she is saying outside as I lower the canopy and fire up the engines. the exhaust blasts back her hair and clothes, showing those fine bone structures that I used to cherish as often as I could. now, I can not hear anything she is earnestly trying to tell me with the engines running even in taxi mode. what might have been if either of us had been better than what we were. when I hit the big kick thrust for takeoff the entire scene is washed away in regret and afterburner.

=( I awake at 07:12 feeling surprisingly well rested for so early a wake up. this dream seemed to have a natural ending to it. I seem to recall many of my dreams of janeen have a similar theme, her with other men and me trying not to care. that is how our relationship dissolved from her side, and I have not been able to get beyond it even in dreams. just replay of how little I want to see her and yet something inside keeps attached. if that is so, I wish I could get back to the times I was happy and content with her, rather than these separation but hanging on connections. I was never civilized enough to pretend to be a friend after being a lover. obviously, it is my failing that is showing through. )=

stankuli@gulf.net 

=== qui non est hodie cras minus aptus erit | | who not is today, tomorrow less suitable will be --- -- Ovid _Remedia Amoris_ I 94

RELIGIOUS RELATED [The Ritual and the Spiritual]

ROMANCE [Thrills and Chills, lost in another]

** Dream: Girl newguy (990108)**

The first thing I remember about being in this dream is being in a friend of mines car and we were driving along a train station and down the ramp where you catch a train. Then at the bottom of the train station(which I now know to be my hometowns train station) there are two tough looking people there one had a gun pointing at Edwin(one of my best friends brothers) and I don't know where edwin went after this but the other guy that didn't have a gun was in the drivers seat (formerly where edwin was).

Next thing I know, me and Edwin and the two tough looking guys are out of the car and on a train station I have never seen and they are telling edwin to teach me a lesson (Edwin seems to be long time friends with them now) , but Edwin doesn't want to hit me cause he is a good friend but I miss interpret what these two tough guys have said and I thought he wanted me to fight back. So Edwin swings and I block it and throw him down a set of stairs to which the other guy say what the ! ! hell are you doing and I said "I though you wanted me to have a fight with him", but it seems they just wanna give me a black eye or bloody nose. Edwin then hits me in the head and I feel all dizzy.

I don't know if anything happened in between this, but if it did I can't remember cause I am on another train station ready to catch a train with two people who I cant really see or can't remember and another two tough guys who seem to be on my side and are starting fights with some people who get off the train. The train then comes and we get aboard and right in front of me is this girl and one of the tough guys if touching here and it isn't making me happy so I touch her as well (in an un gentlemanly type way) and ask her to sit down in some vacant seats which she does but she sits on another red headed girls lap(I also have red hair). That is when I notice the most beautiful girl I have every seen (not just beautiful I know this girl is meant for me by the way she is looking at me and she can see the same thing in my eyes and I ask their names but I can only remember their initials for some reason and I think (Im not sure but I can remember something along the lines) that the people I am with try to pick her up(chat with her so she likes them better) but she only wants to speak to me. She then asks where the toilet is and her red-headed friend tells her and when she is gone I am frantic that she won't come back, that is when I look towards the front of the train and see the train driver laughing and saying something about where the toilets are and I start to look but I then see the course he train is taking and it was like a really mild roller-coaster with lights but for a train it didn't look safe. Shortly after this we are at the train station and we all get off (I am still looking for this girl whose name starts with "C" or "K" and the redheaded girl tells me she should be waiting on the train platform for us.

I see her first as she is getting out of the train and I say something to her about how she is the most prettiest glamourous hottest etc. , girl I have ever seen and she says she wants to go somewhere quiet , and I tell her I am not from around this area and ask here to find a place before our friends catch up (I wanted to be alone with her) I look over the other side of the platform and see one of those African looking trains that have people in every place possible even on the roof of the train but I take no notice. We walk up the stairs, before my friends and her red headed friend see us, towards a town that looks pretty old(I know the name of the town started with a "D" and seemed like a familiar town to me. We walk up what I think is the main street and go into a old apartment building (all the time talking like we have know each other for years) when we get upstairs there is a row of about 5 or 6 doors, and she tries the first 3 or 4 and I look in to see some Indian! ! s (from India not Native Americans) sleeping. When she gets to her door unusually she pulls out a key to get in(all the other doors where open) and I see several people sleeping she asks me to wait from 1 minute. When she is inside it doesn't make me happy that she isn't in my presence and I look persistently through the keyhole but I cant see nothing that is when I realize what sort of building I am in, it looks like something out of an american movie where drug addicts live , it is late at night and I can hear children running amok and adults yelling. She comes out of her apartment wearing her pyjamas looking absolutely stunning and she tells me she cant go out tonight cause her brother is in town and she is not allowed out for the rest of the night but she can come out tomorrow night. I think I get her phone number and then that's all I remember till I wake up (In my dream still not in real life) and there is two friends at the door who I know as Dashmir and Rod but I cant rem! ! ember them on the train , and with em is that red-headed girl they are talking about what a good night last night was ,that is when I look for her phone number but the name is there (I still can't remember her damn name) but the number has been torn off and I ask the redhead if she see's her much which she does . The redhead is best friends with her and looked at the paper I had and gave me her phone number that's when I woke up.

My name is T, I am an 18 year old Australian who is currently unemployed and I am very unlucky in relationships. Not that I am ugly, just every girl I meets just wants a few weeks or days together then we break up. Well, the reason I am writing this is because if I had a choice, I would stay in that dream because in all my life the girl in the dream is actually "THE GIRL OF MY DREAMS." I cant seem to get her out of my mind for the last week or more, and because of that dream I have changed my views on life e.g. I wake up early now to look for work instead of sleeping till lunchtime. I have been a heavy drinker since the age of 16 and stopped abruptly. I was also a chronic pot smoker since 15 and have tried to quit many times and I think since this dream, I won't smoke again. I have done all this just in case I might meet a girl just like the one in my dream. And I am trying to work out the name of the town in my dream cause if it is a town I am gonna go there and see for myself if what happened in my dream is actually there. I will see if I can find her.

This might sound stupid, but I bet no one has reacted like I have to a dream like I have, because I really think somewhere in this world is the GIRL IN MY DREAMS just waiting for the right man, me.

PLEASE HELP !!!!!!!!

I know this might be a pretty long description of what happened but I thought if I left anything out it might portray a different message to the reader.

ALSO SOMETIME DURING THIS DREAM I REALIZE I AM DREAMING, I CANT REMEMBER WHEN OR WHAT PART OF THE DREAM WHETHER ITS TOWARDS THE END OR AT THE BEGINNING BUT I THINK ITS AFTER I MEET HER. BUT I KNOW IT HAPPENED CAUSE I DIDN'T WANT IT TO BE A DREAM AND I PUSHED THE THOUGHT OUT OF MY MIND AND IT WAS A VERY SHORT TIME BEFORE I FORGOT I WAS DREAMING.

One more thing, I am sure I have seen this girl somewhere before and we may have even met but I cant for the life of me remember where or when.

PLEASE IF ANYONE CAN INTERPRET THIS DREAM CAN THEY PLEASE TELL ME CAUSE I THINK IT MEANS

SOMETHING REALLY IMPORTANT.

Comments by Dreamer: I really would like an interpretation cause it is really bothering me every female I look at doesn't compare.

== Commentary by JayV on'girl newguy' (990115) **

if 'girl newguy' were my dream...

I would also think it is very important and precious and I would feel very good about it and treasure it.

in my 'girl newguy' dream, I get a glimpse of the possibility of a new way of life or being or part of myself which attracts me greatly and gives me the motivation to make big changes in my current life. wow.

== Commentary by GDA on Girl newguy (990114)==

OK! Tim,

this is a good dream. Yes! If I were you, I'd go for her. You've been on the train... it's train distance. Town with a D... like Darwin or something like that. Train distances are short... 100 to 500 miles??

I'd seriously investigate this. I've gone to Nepal from Canada to go look for some dogs and found them exactly as in dream. You know, there are good chances that this girl may have also dreamt about you.

Yah! Do like the aborigines of your country and prepare for your hunt and go hunting for the girl of your dream and send me a postcard when you find her.

Follow your intuition and go for her... have a great trip.

Dr. Deus

** Dream: silk by Sim (990114)**

Date of Dream: feb,13,97

Kinda weird or cool how ever you look at it. But first, I have to start at the beginning. This was back the day before I went into basic training. I had just come back from N.Y visiting my mom after I had just returned from Hawaii and was spending time with my dad in Missouri right before I went into the service. So it was around four in the morning when the seargent (can't remember his name) picked me up to take me to Kansas City. We got there around 5 and had to wait until 6 before meps opened. So I decided to take a nap while we were waiting in the car.

Now here's the weird/cool thing. On the radio a long December by counting crows is playing over my dream. So anyway I'm in first person view and there's lots of silk drapes I guess hanging in the air because I don't remember there being a ceiling. The floor and the walls were all in stone, you know kinda like the old style castles. There are also candles in brass or gold holders. And a king sized bed in I think red velvet with I don't know what you call them I think a canopy.

It's empty and I notice on the left one of the most heavenly women I've ever seen gliding towards me. It was her face that I noticed the most. Her face is right by mine and she's whispering words that I can't understand and at that time all I remember was the most content feeling I've ever had. So I asked her if she liked the counting crows song playing which I was hearing over the car radio. I said do you like this song but I said it out loud and I woke me and the seargent up.

SCHOOL THEMES [Learning and learning related trials]

SOLUTIONS [The answers to problems or quandaries]

STAIRS [Bridges between levels, between the upper and the lower]

STRANGERS [Who and what we don't know yet]

TEETH [Ok, losing teeth is one of the top ten dreams people have questions on. Theories on what they mean range all over the spectrum of possibilities.]

TORNADOS [Pretty well defined destructive power of nature]

TRAPPED [Temporarily helpless- Sometimes we are paralyzed or imprisoned by jobs, relationships or expectations]

VEHICLES [Means of transportation, reflection of lifestyle]

** Dream: Car Crash by Ldel(981227) **

I was driving & the roads where very slippery & I slid into another car & I believe the person in the car Died!!!!

** Dream: "Testing the Road" by dreambat (990104) **

Dream: I'm at a sleep and dreams conference, and I take a ride on a vehicle like a roller coaster only it goes on a public street. Its also wider than a roller coaster and several other people are with me, maybe six. After we go over a bump, I feel lifted a bit out of my seat and think this is odd to happen on a regular street. I begin to wonder if I am dreaming. To test, I think to myself that I will try and make the car fly. Then I worry. What if it isn't a dream and I make the car fly, this could be dangerous! (dream logic) I can't think of anyway of testing reality without flying. I'm afraid to turn right or left from this forward moving dreams as it might disrupt the dream. (dream logic). So I decide to compromise and just try to hover the car without really flying. I think this happens but I'm not sure....dream fades.

WATER [A magical earthly fluid, nourishment, cleansing]

WORKPLACE [Where we make a living]

** Dream: GOLDIE by ? (990108) **

22/12/98 nightime 3.am ?????

I find myself skipping down this dark aisle full of life bounce higher and higher I realize that it is a supermarket I used to work in (packing bags) ie walkway after checkouts and I see GOLDIE (a drum/base dj) standing there very cool and calm as I look in his eyes (I am scared by his strong stance) and turn right instantly. THE END

WRITING & WRITERS [Communication and creativity]

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DREAM SERIES

** Dreams: G‚rald's 3 King Dreams of 3 Kings Day!(990113)**

Dear Dreamers,

hey! I don't know if you've noticed but in my reply to the Dreamer of the Phone of the Deceased, I mentioned about a dream of late in which my Grand-Pa was behaving the exact same as this desperate Ghost of that Departed. So, I might as well finish what I started and put that dream on, just in case, someone would try to "SHARE" comments or even interpret... but I get the impression that if I would like an interpretation, I may as well make one myself, if I don't want to be still waiting in the year 2525!! That will most likely be faster!!! :)

Anyway, it's not because that we've never seen something... that it means that we'll never see it. :)

In either cases, (12 or 24?), I haven't bothered putting many of my dreams here yet, simply for the fact that nobody makes any comments about dreams except Tony who at least says something. I fail to see why people take the time to even write "YES! SHARE COMMENTS" when nobody, except rare exceptions like Tony or myself again, makes any. To be honest with you, I get just as much feedback from you people than from the Cows of my neighbor grazing in the field... which, curiously enough, often look to the right and sometimes to the left. Hey! Tony, have you been speaking of your theory to my neighbor's cows? Hey! I'm joking, you can think whatever you want, it doesn't matter, I'm not segregationist and have nothing against cows, and besides, myself when I'll die, I'll put in my will that all my favorite animals be killed and burnt next to my decaying body on the pyre, just all the smart people did in the past. Oh! Yah! that's the way to go... we used to that in Egypt, in Assyro-Babylonia, with the Celts and everywhere else, where people believe in the right thing... it was in fashion in those days to go into the Other World, in good company! :)

People today are so bad today that they get dragged by the hair into the other world instead of proudly walking into it.

Anyway, changing subject, just to show you that I dream at occasions... (like as much as 6 dreams in one night which is very natural for Nutcracker or some other people, but which is more than what some people dream in one year or even during all their lifetimes)... here are my 3 King Dreams of 3 Kings' Day.... #1- "Firebirds and Live Radio".... #2- "Self-Sprung Crop".... and... #3- "Train Hoppers"....

"Firebirds and Live Radio"

"It began when a friend showed up with this brand new Wine Red Pontiac Firebird... 4 doors mind you... but he had only some older style metal spoke wheels, as you would find on old farm equipment... with no tires and I offered him a hand to change his wheels. Looking into the engine compartment I was surprised to see that everything was of the wine red color except the chromed parts.

As I was jacking the car from the front, the car was raising faster than I could because there was a ghost guy jacking it from behind and he was lifting it so high that I thought that the car would flip to its side. Anyway, we managed to change the wheels in a record time.

Then as we had just finished, another car exactly of the same model and color, with only two rubber tires at the back turned the corner of the street... making an awful noise and was kind of out of control and came to a stop. I recognized the guy, as a fellow by the name of Big John, and I was surprised that he was able to afford a brand new car... because he could not even buy himself a tooth brush on credit... so good his financial situation is.

This time as we changed the front wheels, again with the same ghost as before who was faster on the jacking than we could even get the jack in place, I noticed that the wheels were of a type that would have been perfect for rail road tracks of some kind.

Then other cars, all the same, showed up... and I was supplying them with tires and wheels from the local gas station garage. Actually, we fixed up so many vehicles that I was wondering if I should not have some grooves done in my driveway to prevent the cars from going back and forth once jacked up?!!

Afterwards, when I went home, I found next to my bed, a plastic bag in which I found an old bizarre radio along with two old beaten up mismatched speakers... with a little note that it was a present for me from Michael (the Garage Owner's 12 year old Son)... and a warning to be careful because the radio was "Live"! Humm!

I took the radio in my hand and it looked like an alarm clock... cranking type. It was off-white color and from the plastic radio station scroll or whatever was partially twisted and deteriorated as if it had overheated at a few occasions. I also noticed that the antenna which was removable and attached from a wire to the radio was made out of wood!!!... like one of these shish-kabob skewers.

I flicked it on to see if it was working but it only made some sqweeches... and I tried to turn the dial but nothing was moving. However, my friend Ernie, who was there, took it in his hand and said to me... "There is no battery in that thing... only springs... but as he played with a bar handle on it... the radio began picking up all kinds of stations by itself!! A Live Radio of some kind... playing music even disconnected to the speakers and we soon noticed that if we would put it close to any source of electricity that it would short everything up... didn't matter if the source was a car battery or live wire. It would make the Ark jump!!

Then, amusing myself with that crazy radio... I took it along with me... and we went out for a pic-nic or something and I was at a table with some people preparing some veggies for cooking while talking to the father of Michael, a man by the name of Carol... and putting that little radio close to an electrical cord... the radio shorted everything... and the antenna caught in fire!! I shut it off... and poured water on the antenna but that wasn't sufficient as it would keep on burning from inside... and dipped it in the water-filled pan next to me, in which I was washing the veggies in... and that got it extinguished for good.

Then, because I was afraid that I might have roasted the radio, because of the amount of electricity that had gone through it, I flicked it on... and it was still working and began playing music again.

Also, as all of this was happening... my grand-father who has been dead for several years was having some trouble convincing some people that he was alive... and just like a little kid to whom you try teaching something that he will eventually learn to do for the rest of his life and gives up saying... "Oh! I'll never be able to do it"... my grand-father was mumbling and grumbling and saying funny desperate things which were making everybody laugh... like...

"OH! They never understood nothing and they'll never understand. Might as well eat my shorts... because there just too stupid and we'll never be able to make them understand anything!"

...and everybody was laughing."

(End of dream)

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My Grand-Father was a good guy and he liked to laugh and make jokes like that but it would encore the young ones to try harder and persevere... and the Ghosts have begun speaking lately and the phenomena will now increase in intensity... and don't worry that's a Live Radio, plugged directly in the Other World and can catch every station from there... even this old R.C. guy here...

From: "Wilkerson, Richard" < rcwilk@dreamgate.com  > Subject: my father's funeral Date: Thu, 05 Nov 1998 12:55:59 -0800

Dream Title my father's funeral Date of Dream December 27, 1993/4-5a.m. Dream After my father died all my family said that they felt my father would come to me in a dream to let us know that he was okay. The first night that he died, I did not dream and neither the second night. On the third night, the day before his funeral I had a dream in which I woke up crying (I was 29 years old at the time). In the dream, we were at my father's funeral which was at our parent's home. It was an open casket which was in my parent's bedroom and all the visitors were in the front room and kitchen. I was in the room with my Aunt Betty (his sister in law) while she was viewing my father. For some reason she decided that she would try to climb in the casket. Now if you knew my Aunt Betty, she is a sizable lady with a good sense of humor. As a result, the casket fell over with her and my dad rolling out of the casket. When she stood up, she asked me what were we going to do to put him back in the casket. As we were trying to figure it out, my dad opened his eyes. Both of us were surprised. He asked me to go get my brothers and my mother so that we could talk. Once they came in the room we closed the doors to their bedroom and he told us that he was okay. He kept saying it over and over, "I'm okay." We said what were we going to tell everyone since they all here for his funeral. He said to not tell anyone and go along with the funeral. He said that it would be our secret. When I asked him what he was going to do with himself while he was hiding out, he said that he would be a ham radio operator (I think that is how you spell ham?). As he said this we could hear a ham radio squawk with some different people saying "breaker one, two, R.C. (that was his nickname) can you hear us. We are ready to party." At this point I woke up crying. I let my family know that Dad was okay and he actually had gotten himself a job in heaven. My Aunt to this day does not understand why she had to be the one to dump him out of the coffin. The funny part about the day was my uncle (his brother-not married to my Aunt Betty) came to me at the funeral to let me know that during a dream he had about my father that my dad told him to tell me that it was all right. My father was and is the apple of my eyes. Comments by Dreamer Can dreams be a connection to the after life and/or other spiritual things? Permission to Comment yes_share_comments

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...but people never cared to make any comments about this dream... so, who could care less than the dreamer himself... and regardless, without mentioning this fact, here is dream #2... and this is an easy one to interpret...

"Self-Sprung Crop"

"I had gone to Berthier Simard's Farm, most likely to get some dog food, because he is and has been my supplier for 4 years now. Berthier's farm is ideally located on the South-Westerly long and gentle slope stretching at the base of the Round Mountain, which is a geographical landmark in this neighbourhood... and apparenly the remains of an old volcano. His farm is in full sunshine all day long. For your info, I live straight across at about 3 miles distance to the North-East of his place. Anyways, I had driven there with my 1978 Dark Brown Chevrolet Malibu Station Wagon (I had this car for 3 or 4 years from 1988 to 91)... and got into his warehouse where I met a young male universitarian who had just begun working for Berthier Simard, for the whole summer holidays and I asked him if he liked working there on his farm, to which he replied that he liked it very much. To me, it appeared that it was the last week of April or the first week of May, because that's when the Universitarians finish school and go on the work market to make money for the next University year. I told him that the Simard people were very nice people and that it was a good and heathy place to work. I also asked this young man who hair was rather long and thin... about what he was doing on the farm and he told me that right now he was helping Berthier in the experimental corn field... and as soon as he had finished tying his boots and served me with dog food we both walked across the road into the most amazing fully grown large Self-Sprung Corn or Maize Field and met smiling Berthier there who with his Sunglasses was attending this miraculous field which still needed to be cared and attented for best and early results and it was growing right there on the top of the old mountains and the earliest cobs were already being harvested (at the end of April... when the gardens are not even started yet... and the snow barely gone!!!) Every single stalk was to produce anywhere from 20 to a 100 cobs... and the grains were huge, finger or even thumb size and there were no more than 7 rows of them on the cobs. Right next to each stalk was an aluminum heat and steam generating rod and Berthier was explaning that these stalks had been growing all winter protected by black plastic. (Interestingly, eventhough this area is very cold, the ground never freezes in winter, at least once it is covered and insulated by snow and amazingly carrots ans certain salads grow all winter if if covered with insulating straw and snow.) Anyways, since I was there, Berthier gave me he job to go and post a pile of "Corn Cobs for Sale" paper signs all around the area... in order to sell this abundant all "summer long" crop! The production would be big enough to feed the whole region's populace and the prices were to be good since no one else would have any other corn to sell for at least three months. I remember loading the paper signs and Berthier gave me firstly a dozen cobs as a sample to taste them and then added four more cobs which were all put in the same black plastic garbage bag and he also gave me a few pamplhets of some informative litterature for dairy farmers to pass along, and these which had several pages and were about one quarter inch thick had the drawing of an Holstein Cow on the cover and were cut-out in the form of a Boot or Half-Bell, like those X-Mas decorations which spreaded open all the way around make little bells and placing all this carefully in the back cargo area of the old station I gently closed the tail-gate and headed towards the village of St-Hubert-de-Témiscouata in order to post a few signs!" (end of dream) (Jan 6th, 1999)

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Very good dream... what do you see in there and "YES SHARE COMMENTS"... let's go search you heads a little... and if you ever find them let me know what you see inside... most likely a black hole in the cosmos... and, regardless even if this where you'll be landing after death, here is dream #3...

"Train Hoppers"

"A couple athletic young women of Asiatic? origin were hopping on and off a long freight train in motion trying to escape from a male rapist who was determined to get either one of them. As soon as he would get near one or the other... the one to be caught would jump off and hop back on a few wagons later in between wagons... and the rapist was doing like them... and it went on like that for quite a while... climbing and running on top of the train, climbing down and jumping off... and at the end when the first of the women hopped off... he immediately followed and was running after her and as he got really near to catch her, the second woman, who was hanging on the front side ladder handles of a coming wagon, kicked him on the head, right in his face with her boot while passing by... which blow made him fall backwards on his ass... and the other woman was able to run away from him still in direction opposite to the travelling of the train and managed with lots of efforts, because she was getting quite exhausted, to hop on the last freight wagon... but not the end caboose... and the guy tried to do like her, as this wagon came up to him, but... by the time he arrived, she had already climbed to a safe height and was able to swiftly step and dance on his fingers while he was desperarely trying to catch her leg as she was doing so... and finally, because he could not raise higher to set his feet on the wagon's ladder bars... he finally, drained of any strenght, dropped right between the wagons... and right underneath the wheels. And the girls saluted each other... slightly hanging off the side!!" (end of dream) Jan 6th, 1999.

Well done girls! Good Girls... working in solid cooperation!

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Any comments will be appreciated... let's go. Try to see if you can understand that when you dream you are hopping on the Other Side. Also, if nobody interacts in sharing dreams and comments, what is the point of mentioning "Sharing"? When someone says "yes share comments" or even asks for an interpretation, one, I mean the person who asked for something should at least acknowledge reception.... because if you ask for something and you receive something, politeness implies that you at least respond to the comments or interpretation in regards to your dreams... since sharing means go back and forth. Otherwise say "No" I don't want to share comments and nobody will expect any. Yes! Why lie to everybody?

That would be most kindly human of you... if you could at least learn to say thank you.

Just watch it goes like this,

"Thank You!"... and the other one replies "Oh! My pleasure!" :)

Now, that's sharing... and really if it's always the same one giving then I don't call that sharing... but feeding the poor. :)

Thank You,

Gérald "The Dreamer who has and is a dream"

aka Dr. Deus "The Dream Decryptor"

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Well, that's it for this month. See you next time in March 1999. Hasta La Vista!