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001 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - dreams while waking up
002 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - raving mad manicans
003 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - help!
004 - "Christopher Rose" <star - Remove from list
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: dreams while waking up
Date: Tue, 14 Mar 2000 07:29:54 -0800
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Dream Title dreams while waking up
Date of Dream 13/march/2000, aprox 1am
Dream I can not remember the begining of the dream now
but the end of the dream was that i was walking down a country lane on
the outscirts of Dublin, Eire. A helicopter circled me overhead and was
about to land. I could hear a loud screaming sound coming from the
helicopter . i woke up but I was still trying to look up at the helicopter.
i then realised I was awake but the I seen/imagined something climb in the
window(which was impossible because it was closed earlier on). It was a
little dog like a shitsu but it had a neck like that of a giraffe and
stripes like a zebra. I could feel it land on the bed and sit on top of me.
Then I heard one of my flatmates go into the bathroom, this scared the
little thing away and he ran down behind the bed. How did this happen when
i was awake?
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: raving mad manicans
Date: Tue, 14 Mar 2000 07:13:15 -0800
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Dream Title raving mad manicans
Date of Dream 2000-03-02
Dream I'm in a huge shop. It's shaped like a cylinder
with a diameter of about 40 meters and a height of approximately 500 meters.
It has many levels, all with a circular hole in the middle (with a diameter
of 2 meters), but I'm standing on the ground floor. A cool, goofy
skater-guy wearing wide grey trousers and white sweatshirt works here. He's
looking at me from his counter. He seems a bit slow-witted.
There's another guy, on the third floor, above us. He looks as if he just
jumped out of the hippy-age. He's wearing a light-grey cap, a thight blue
jeans-jacket, ditto trousers and has got huge curly sideburns.
He looks around the shop, inspecting the clothes.
He turns away from the clothes, looks down at the shop-attendant and
shouts: "Say Francis, is Cartland there?"
Francis (slowwwwly): "Say what?"
Customer (irritated): "Say Francis, is Cartland there??!!"
Francis (dumb-looking): "Say what?"
Customer (furious): "SAY FRANCIS, IS CARTLAND THERE ??!!"
It seems like the conversation is going nowhere, so I jump up and fly
towards the customer. (It's more like swimming to the surface of a pool.)
When I'm at the third floor, I grab a beige vibrator (!) that's at the end
of a long white rope that's coming from the top of the building. I keep
floating like that while I talk to the customer: "He's coming on the phone."
Customer (obsessive): "You mean HARD? He's coming *HARD*??"
I ignore his question and continue flying higher. I land on the highest
level where there's a living manican doll. It's a male with long blond hair
(straw like), and a distorted body (his back seems like it was bend while
the plastic was hot), wearing a kinky red rubber S.M. outfit (made for
women actually).
He's smiling while he puts big old fashioned sunglasses on. The lenses
reflect everything, so you can't see his eyes. He has a cigarette in his
right hand which he holds up like a woman would. He has his left hand on
his hip, also very feminine...
He turns towards a friend of his (also a living manican doll) and speaks
with a calm voice: "It's just like I'm tripping."
His friend: "And you're wearing *those* sunglassseeessss!!!"
Both start laughing hysterically, like they're totally high.
I look at the friend: he's even more deformed. He hasn't got legs, in stead
he's more like a caterpillar, with all arms stacked up and a head on top.
He's leaning against a pillar.
Comments by Dreamer I dream a lot about (living) manican dolls and
huge shopping malls. =) What was strange about this dream is that the goofy
shopguy and the customer talked English, which isn't my native language.
The names 'Francis' and 'Cartland' are not common at all in Belgium either...
(This dream was posted at http://www.kraak.net/twisk/ as well.)
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: help!
Date: Tue, 14 Mar 2000 17:09:38 -0800
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Dream Title help!
Date of Dream 3-13-00 6:00
Dream for a few years I have been having this reocuring
night mare. I have had it again today and it was a little diffrent. I drem
that I am dying. I scream, and someone will wake me up, but i am still
dreaming. This happens about 2 or three times, and then I decide that if I
am dreaming, I can walk through walls. I try to walk thorough the hall way
and bump into the wall. Then I think I am dying so i close my eyes and
look through my close eyes and can see somepart of my hand, and it is dark
black though(i am white).(it is only a black outline)
Then I hear my husband blowdrying my son in his bedroom, and i kepp walking
through my home, and cant find my sons bedroom. I am terrified throught
this whole dream, and it makes me go into a deep depression for days when I
have it. I finnally found the bedroom, and I tell my husband I had that
dream again, and he says"I have them all the time" . I finnally relize
that this is not real life.. scream and cry, and beg to God to get this
dream over. and wake up in my bed. Covers are not moved, hair is neat,
and i am left to wonder if this is a dream.......
Comments by Dreamer a lot of this is misspelled, i need feedback about
this dream please... [EMAIL PROTECTED]
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From: "Christopher Rose" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Remove from list
Date: Wed, 15 Mar 2000 09:19:01 +0200
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> 002 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - Message from father who passed away.
> 003 - [EMAIL PROTECTED] - Re: Digest dream-flow.v001.n172
> 004 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - Heaven and Hell
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> Date: Sun, 10 Oct 1999 09:49:17 EDT
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> house drm-peace had lain to the right of the yard if you had avoided
becoming
> "very"
> sharita drm-peace had alin to the irght of the quilt if you had avoided
> becoming "as"
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> more at www.dreamgate.com./dream/dubetz/
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> From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
> Subject: Message from father who passed away.
> Date: Sun, 10 Oct 1999 10:24:56 -0700
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> Dream Title Message from father who passed away.
> Date of Dream 10th October, early hours of the morning.
> Dream I dreamt that I seen my father. He has been dead for about 18 years
> now. I dream about him from time to time but I can't pin point if it is at
> any specific time in my life.
> He was standing in a cold dark place, something like underground. Maybe
> with pipes. He was familiar with his surroundings. He was tall and skinny
> and he hugged me. He looked into my eyes. "What's wrong?" was his
question.
> I told him what was wrong but I can't remember what was wrong. There was
> lots of crying from me, although I can't recall seeing tears. I just
> remember feeling crying.
>
> Whenever I dream of him, I always say to him "You're supposed to be dead?"
> He's reply is "No, I'm alive." I'm not sure if I actually asked him this
or
> he read my mind, so I didn't have to say anything.
> There was a sense of comfort. His appearance was very much the same as I
> remembered.
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> From: [EMAIL PROTECTED]
> Subject: Re: Digest dream-flow.v001.n172
> Date: Sun, 10 Oct 1999 01:12:57 -0600
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> On Sat, 9 Oct 1999 21:10:49 -0700 (PDT) [EMAIL PROTECTED]
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> .>Dream Title House Renovation
> >homeguys
> >Date of Dream Oct.8th
> >dream I'm in my street level basement where a renovation is taking
> place.
> >New applicances are being rolled past and in my very large yard there
> >are
> >new 6 foot section of fencing to be installed after the house is
> >renovated.
> >Comments by Dreamer I have been dreaming of houses in one form or
> >another
> >for the past year. What does it mean?
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> >From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
> >Subject: sharifa
> >Date: Fri, 08 Oct 1999 20:28:21 -0700
> >Dream Title sharifa
> >Date of Dream Aug 4-5th, 4to5am.
> >Dream I see a quilt with some fancy corners. I am on the verandah of the
> main house- I have been away and have come back again. I pick up what I
> think is my quilt, it has writing all over it and around the edges.
> >One edge has a lot of writing, I am trying to decipher it as someone I
> know has been killed.
> >There is a man with me , he stops in the same place, he is some kind of
> leader. We are checking out some pills I have found , one is white on one
> side and has a picture on the other . The man says "thank goodness you
> found them, they are explosive."
> >The writing on the quilt keeps changing. I go to see my dead friend for
> just a minute while she is lying in state- I cannot stay longer , we have
> to find the danger and fix it before people are hurt. I feel bad leaving
> so
> >quickly.
> >Comments by Dreamer I do not know anyone one who has recently died, and
> no-one seriously ill.
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> From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
> Subject: Heaven and Hell
> Date: Sun, 10 Oct 1999 19:25:41 -0700
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> Dream Title Heaven and Hell
> Date of Dream October, 10, 1999/3:30am-1:30pm
> Dream I died. And I went to Heaven. The colors were white. It was a very
> soft colored environment. Heaven was a very busy place. It was like a
> business everyone was working hard for God to get souls on his side. To
> save souls from Lucifer. The only person that walked by that I recognized
> from the previous life was Adam, he had been a guy I had, had a crush on
> all through High school. He was wearing a dark suit and I noticed him just
> walk bye. All of the sudden I saw myself in hell. I asked God, "Why, why
> did you send me to Hell?" Hell was exactly the same as Heaven, except the
> color was red instead of white. The colors were more bold and dark in this
> environment. Everyone there was trying to get souls for Lucifer. They were
> just as busy and in a business type mode as well. It was like Buger King
> verses McDonald's. Both businesses were trying to bring the same crowd and
> working against each other for the same clients. Only this time it was Go!
> !
> d verses Satan and they were both trying to win souls. Satan sent his
> demons and God sent his angels to do their work. I found myself trying to
> save a soul of a child of God from Satan. When, it finally hit me that God
> had not abadoned me and I was sent there to do his work as an "undercover
> angel" I found myself back in Heaven. I wanted to ask God, himself if that
> was his plan for me. But, instead of talking to the Almighty, everyone
that
> had questions had to wait in line at this huge to ask this woman who
> happened to be the "interpreter" of God. I then woke up.
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