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001 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - Maryjo Madness
002 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - fantasy games
003 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - Being Love-dreaminb
004 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - Reader's Restaurant
005 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - Confused
006 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - Trip to the Desert
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Maryjo Madness
Date: Fri, 03 Dec 1999 11:42:07 -0800
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Dream Title //Maryjo Madness/////// by Rob Motor /////
Date of Dream 12/2/99 5:30 am
Dream I was present at "work", a grey carpeted administrative quiet hall
doing screen prints of Internet pages. Not necessarily work related. I was
in a large, abandoned area. Sound carried from my area out to the
receptionist's area. I was afraid that the receptionist would hear me or my
music. I was also stealing Dad's pot and doing bong hits. I remember
needing to put the bong back under its flap at the bar (A dark, dirty,
forbidden place). (change of locale?)
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: fantasy games
Date: Fri, 03 Dec 1999 11:57:33 -0800
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fantasy games
december 5, 1999 by dreambat
I am visiting an old friend Kevin. He shows me a Dungeons and Dragons
role playing game he has been playing with friends. He tries to impress me
with how much further they have taken the game than I every did. He rolls a
several sided dice that determines the characters mood: silly, giddly,
blissful, angry, ect. It think the addition is really a good idea. He also
has a set of dice that look like the little model fires I used to make by
painting stones red,yellow orange. These are some kind of special dice as well.
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Being Love-dreaminb
Date: Fri, 03 Dec 1999 11:42:50 -0800
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Dream Title Being Love-dreaminb
Date of Dream Nov. 18th
Dream In my dream I was the complete imbodiment of love. I didn't realize
it until about mid-way through the dream. I was with someone talking, I
didn't see this person, nor even hear their words. In the middle of the
dream people started coming up to me, asking me questions, and I knew then
that they wanted to know love's opinion. It was also at this point I felt a
complete serenity, and I realized and accepted I was love. There was only
one distinct picture in this dream. And it resembled a photograph taken of
my brother and a guy trying to sell him copper bracelets in morocco. That's
what the picture was in the dream. It was more of what I felt, and that I
realized when I woke up that I had been love.
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Reader's Restaurant
Date: Fri, 03 Dec 1999 12:45:55 -0800
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Reader's Restaurant by dreambat
december 5, 1999
I'm at a restaurant with my wife, Cassidy. The restaurant host is a woman
in her mid 30's and seats us in the middle of the place next to a column or
retaining wall. Its dark, low light. She then goes to a large table with
books and picks one out and introduces a woman who is going to read while
we eat. I hear some music, acoustic guitar, and see a stage on the other
side where a performer will play background music. They must have a tape
on, as the band is still setting up. The woman reads, something like
naturalistic poetry. That part has now faded from my memory. I think to
myself in the dream what a nice restaurant it is and what a great idea.
- dreambat
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Confused
Date: Fri, 03 Dec 1999 15:19:26 -0800
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Date of Dream
Dream I keep on having dreams that my husband is cheating on me! No matter
if things are good or bad between us I still will have these dreams. I'm
tired of them. I need to know if there trying to tell me someting or if I'm
just paranoid. By the way I have never caught my husband cheating.
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Trip to the Desert
Date: Sat, 04 Dec 1999 10:28:36 -0800
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Trip to the Desert by dreambat
December 6, 1999
Cassidy and I go on a trip to the desert. Parts of the trip are more
forested, but the motel we stay in seems like its in the middle of Arizona
or New Mexico or S California. We have many adventures, (most now
forgotten). One is going into a cave and waking along a cliff side above a
deep cavern. Something about a restaurant and a book I give Cassidy as well.
In the morning, a maid cleans the motel room we are in and asks me
"do you want new sheets?" and then "Where did you hike as a kid on Cheyenne
Mountain?" I immediately confront her, saying she is really doing a bad
job of spying and if the FBI or CIA want to talk to me, they can do so
directly. So the FBI/CIA type guy comes in and asks me about hiking around
on the mountain and what I saw. I feel as if they are investigating NORAD
leads and feel caught between repeating the braggart stories I used to lie
about as a teenager of things I pretended to see around the mountain and
just coming clean.
The scene changes and the owners of the motel are in league with the
FBI/ CIA to capture some aliens from another planet and their UFO. But the
UFO people are too smart and angry with the owners. They set a trap,
landing the UFO near the owners RV Camper and let them enter the UFO, then
trap them in room. I watch the scene like someone watching a movie being
shot. Perhaps it is a movie. The owners go into the room and it fills will
Styrofoam. I hear screams as the unseen things come for them. I see this
from two or three different camera shots. Some of the camera shots reveal a
cheap set, plywood walls and a budget to cheap to really show the
aliens. I think to myself how glad I am that they got what they deserved.
At the same time I am a little frightened of the aliens.
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