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Subject: Decisions- by Holly Landre
Date: Wed, 02 Jun 1999 10:58:31 -0700
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Dream Title Decisions- by Holly Landre
Date of Dream June 1, 1999...am
Dream The dream started somewhere out in the middle of
nowhere...green hills, dirt paths, stone rock formations... reminded me of
Stonehenge (though I've never been there). I was walking up one of the
dirt paths when I noticed a very beautiful, very athletic woman killing a
stranger and laughing while she did it. I went up to her and asked her why.
She told me that it was because I wasn't involved in a relationship with
her and until I promised to be with her (forever) she was going to keep
killing people. She told me that she had been in love with me for a long
time and that she hated waking up every morning without me (for the record,
I am a woman also). She laughed and then spelled out the ultimatum: be
with me as my lover, or be responsible for the death of many people. At
first there was no decision...I told her that I would be with her. My
conscience wouldn't allow otherwise. So, we started a relationship. We
slept together immediately and I f!
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elt very torn inside because I actually liked making love to her- even
though I couldn't help but think about the fact that she was a murderer.
Time seemed to go on...several years passed. One day I was walking around
some old homes, which were made out of stone. They were probably old ruins
from a long ago civilization. I met a young boy, probably around seven or
eight years old, and befriended him. He had no friends or family. I knew I
had to introduce him to the killer/my lover...and I felt awful about doing
so. I was afraid his young eyes would see only her beauty, nothing else.
I felt that if I ever told him the situation, he wouldn't believe me. She
was in fact so incredibly beautiful (on the outside). How, I asked myself,
could she be so terrible on the inside. Finally the day came when I
decided that I had to leave her. She was unbearibly suffocating and
outrageously co-dependent. I felt like I was dying inside. I couldn't
make love to her anymore. I could!
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n't even stand to look at her. Everything she did pertained to me. She
brought flowers, cooked elaborate meals, wrote poetry about her love for
me...basically she breathed for me. She had to always be near me. I
couldn't stand her anymore; at all. I told the boy that we must leave.
Suprisingly he trusted me and chose to go with me rather than stay with
her. I met her at the top of a small hill, the boy by my side, and said "I
am leaving you, I can't go on this way anymore." She smiled and said "you
can't, you know what I'll do!" I told her that I indeed was aware of what
she'd do, but I could no longer be responsible for her actions. I told her
that I felt awful about what she was going to do, but I would no longer
sacrifice my life for others. I was dying. She looked down, toward the
bottom of the hill, and smiled. She pointed at a male jogger who was
coming up the hill and said "he'll be first". I took the boy and began
walking down the hill. I had to pass the!
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jogger. He smiled at me and said "good morning" and continued running
right toward her. I wanted to turn around, knowing his fate, but I
couldn't. I kept walking and never looked back. She killed him and then
starting running after me and the boy. I took his hand and we fled as fast
as we could. We had to hide in the rooms of the old ruins. The last thing
I remember I was sweating and could feel my heart beating very rapidly. I
wasn't going to change my mind. I woke up.
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Jadzia
Date: Wed, 02 Jun 1999 21:37:45 -0700
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Dream Title Jadzia
Date of Dream May, 99
Dream The dream features me and two men I am attracted
to and carry a great degree of love for. I am not seeing either of these
men, but have equal potential for both, but have been very confused about
them. So in the dream I was in the shower with one of them...Kevin. We
were kissing and things were getting passionate and all the sudden he
stopped and said, "I hope you don't mind." I looked over his shoulder and
there was a mirror there. In the mirror I could see the other man, Duane,
reflected. In his eyes I could see he wanted to be with me...to come into
the shower with me. Kevin was indifferent and returned to kissing me, as I
stared into the reflection at Duane. The last thing I saw before waking
was Duane's eyes as he began to take his clothes off.
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