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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Death by the hand of love
Date: Tue, 11 Jan 2000 19:34:22 -0800
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Dream Title Death by the hand of love ~~Cassandra
Date of Dream 1/10/2000
Dream Hello. My name is Cassandra and I am 14 years old. I feel that I
should provide you with a bit of background information on myself before I
tell you about my rather ominous dream. I am a freshman in highschool, and
I am heavily involved in school functions. It was in Drama club that I met
the love of my life. I know that you think this is childish, I know you
think I suffer from nothing more than a bout of puppy love, but think what
you wish, I love him more than life itself. He is sweet, sensitive,
adorably funny and cute, not to mention. Anyways, he's a senior. That right
there blows my chances, but none the less, he consumes my thoughts night
and day. We've grown closer and closer, we talk everyday, we've been out
together a few times but only as friends. He thinks I'm too young. And he's
going to college in July. The college he is going to is in Florida. I tell
you this because I think that perhaps it has some pertienence to my dream.
Here is what !
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a dreamt.
We stood silently together on an empty stretch of beach. The ocean churned
tumultuously and a breeze gently touseled our hair, yet all was completely
silent. The sky was strangely colorless, a flat, slate grey, yet a
brilliant sunset adorned the horizon. The sun blazed a radiant orange as it
dipped beneath the sea, yet its color did not extend to the rest of the
sky. It seemed completely devoid of color or light. I stood next to him,
and we didn't speak, yet the air was permeated with an undeniable air of
sadness. I felt as if my soul were being torn from my body, felt as if I
were plunging into a well of torment and despair. I turned to him, and a
tear glistened in the corner of my eye.
"Why must you go?" I asked, finally breaking the silence. I don't know how
I knew this, but I knew, in my dream that he planned to walk into the sea,
becoming a victim of the oceans rage.
He didn't respond, rather, he took my hand. My emotions raged, pleasure,
excitement, pain. Gently, he pulled me close to him and enfolded me in his
arms. I leaned heavily against him and sobbed silently into his chest. He
spoke not a word, but stroked my hair gently, conveying a sense of comfort
and serenity, without speaking. I languished in his arms. He was so warm,
so comforting (I'm sure in real life it was merely my warm, sweetly
yielding pillow, but in my dream it was indescribable). I was overpowered
by the feelings of love, and peace and belonging, when suddenly, I gasped.
A sharp, searing pain stabbed through my back, and I felt the cold bite of
steel against flesh.
My love had stabbed a knife into my back.
Amazingly, I didn't feel betrayed, or even frightened. I sank slowly to the
warm cushiony sand, being stained a sad crimson by the blood that flowed
from my wound, troubled only by the fact that I was no longer encircled by
his loving arms.
My eyes never left his, as I laid there bleeding, dying. He knelt beside
me, kissed my forehead, then unceremoniously plunged the knife deep into my
heart. Even at my moment of death, I felt no fear.
Then I woke up. It was so strange. I had tears in my eyes, I was utterly
overwhelmed by the amount of emotion. I know its a metaphor for something.
I just don't know what. Any comments?
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Recurring Sex Change
Date: Wed, 12 Jan 2000 09:15:47 -0800
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Dream Title Recurring Sex Change by The Turtle
Date of Dream 6 Jan 2000
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10 nov 99
Dream I am standing in a field, it is cold. The day is cloudy and grey. I
feel apprehension but do not know why. I begin to walk towards a small town
that is nearby. As I am walking, I notice that my shoes are small and
tight. When I look down at my shoes, I discover that I am now female. I'm
always wearing a fairly puffy dress with a tight corset making my breasts
look quite large. At this point, I always stop for a bit to let this
information sink in. I reach under the skirt of my dress to verify that
'it' is missing. I'm shocked and confused now and a little bit embarrassed.
I eventually continue walking towards the town I saw earlier. I'm
worried... I think of what my friends would say, how people will react to
me. I notice that the skirt of my dress has crusty mud on it and always
take the time to break it off and clean it up. This cleans up amazingly well.
When I near the town, my corset begins to loosen and I cannot seem to tie
up correctly. The corset eventually sags too low and my new found breasts
are exposed. I cover up with my hands but continue to walk towards the town
for some reason. When I near the town, I notice that it looks like
something from Little House on the Prairie. Mid-1800's architecture
everywhere, women wearing similar clothing to my own with aprons on them
and bonnets. I reach up to touch my hair for a bonnet and, for the first
time, notice that it is long and a much lighter shade than normal. This
momentary lapse has caused my breasts to become visible again. A few of the
people look but do not say anything untowards. I walk up to a woman I see
very near me and ask her for help. she doesn't even seem to notice that my
top has come undone so I remove my arms from their defensive posture. She
points towards a house up on a hill. I thank her and she nods. I leave the
woman feeling much more confident but st!
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ill apprehension is there. I stride towards the house on the hill and pass
several people who wave to me as I go by. They are all smiling and nice.
As I approach the house, I notice my 'real life' cat sitting on a woodpile.
He seems happy. I get a 'sense' that I've been here before. I step into the
house and a man is inside who greets me in a hug. He tells me I must be
cold and builds a fire. When he does this he turns around and comes closer.
I'm not feeling apprehensive though in the back of my mind I think I should
be. He removes my sagging corset and my skirts. I'm now standing naked, as
a woman, in front of this man though I still feel no apprehension. He lifts
me up and bends me over a chair. I 'feel' penetration but not in a bad
light. It 'feels' nice every time the dream reaches this point. I am really
enjoying it. After what feels like a few moments of this I always wake up.
Comments by Dreamer The dream is recurring and happens basically the same
way every time. I'm female, my dress takes different shapes but always
tight shoes and long hair. I Always expose my breasts walking through the
town. I always end it with penetrative sex.
In 'real life' I'm a 29 year old male, engaged and happy. I have no idea
what the dream sybolises but it is odd. I always wake feeling tingly. There
is no nocturnal emmission or the like and sometimes I wake with an erection
and others not. The dream has been occurring on average of once per month
for two years but has grown in frequency of late. I will appreciate
comments on it's significance.
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dreamers, please remember to cc: to [EMAIL PROTECTED] or even better,
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