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001 - Robert Lewis <robertl@cor - Re: Digest dream-flow.v001.n289
002 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - Sand by Asa
003 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - Serpent Girl
004 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - obsticles
005 - "Johanna Vedral" <johanna - spider web dream catcher
006 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - Small Town
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From: Robert Lewis <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Re: Digest dream-flow.v001.n289
Date: Mon, 24 Apr 2000 20:58:49 -0700
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> 001 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - Living through Death
> 002 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - My guardian angel/ not what I expected.
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> Electric Dreams: Dream Flow
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> From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
> Subject: Living through Death
> Date: Sat, 22 Apr 2000 14:06:59 -0700
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> Dream Title Living through Death, Becky
> Date of Dream 4/22/2000 4:00am- 7:00am
> Dream I had a dream I was rehearsing a dance at the
> studio then I ended up on a military base and a young kid had beaten me. I
> was still alive calling for my father and he told me he couldn't come down
> and help me. They told my dad I was dead but he said I can't go down there.
> The my mom came in the room, I got up and went to the car and I saw the
> young kid who killed me. My mom was talking to me and I talked back and she
> said aren't you dead? I said Yes but I can feel my pulse and my
> heatbeating. They boy was just coming after me again when we were parked in
> a parking lot back at the dance studio. My brother walked out of the studio
> and we sped off and the dream ended with me yelling as she drove off.
> Comments by Dreamer
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In your waking life you are trying to convince yourself that your parents (who
are perhaps proxy for other people/situations in your life) care for you. They
dream is telling you that they DO NOT care for you.
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> From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
> Subject: My guardian angel/ not what I expected.
> Date: Sat, 22 Apr 2000 18:19:57 -0700
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> Dream Title My guardian angel/ not what I expected... emily
> Date of Dream 19Apr00/ 0100
> Dream I had a dream one night where I was in my room. I
> was making my bed when a little 10 year old boy came in. I asked, can I
> help you? He replied, my name is Raymond and I am your guardian angel. I
> wanted to talk to you about you and the devil. He then continued to point
> out things in my life that I have, and that are happening to me. He told
> me that the devil was responsible for this, but ultimately I chose it. He
> told me that God still loved me and that God would take me back, that I
> just had to find him again. (You see, I used to be a big Christian, but
> since I left home I stopped believing.) He pointed out the events in my
> life where God saved my life, and said that I was being given another
> chance to come back to God.
> Comments by Dreamer This dream has caused me to reconsider my beliefs,
> and is helping me realize what I can have.
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In your waking life, perhaps due to peer pressure, you are trying to convince
yourself that you don't attach any importance to your religious up-bringing. The
dream is telling you that you are indeed concerned about the consequences of your
behavior and decisions vis a vis the moral/religious education.
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Sand by Asa
Date: Sun, 23 Apr 2000 20:02:03 -0700
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Dream Title Sand by Asa
Date of Dream 4-23-00
Dream I was at a party with a bunch of friends, I left
the party and began walking down a path to a small town. In the town there
was a military base with a large gated fence surronding it. I went inside
and walked through a series of hallways and passed by a guard sitting at a
very big desk, to go through a door that led me back outside. I walked
around the town and came back to the military base and two soilders were
outside. I had forgotten something inside the military base, so I sent one
of the soilders in to get it. On their necks were necklaces with small cups
of sand. The soilder I sent inside came out with a water bottle and smiled
as he handed it to me. He ran his fingers through the sand and drew a
picture of a symbol on the sand. This was the same symbol I have tatooed
on my back. (It means grace in sanscript) and he said, "You are a Taurus,
right?" I said "yes," and we began a conversation which faded out. I
remember wanting to take him back!
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to the party and I remember him showing me how to use the sand for
survival and reading things about people. While we were talking the other
soilder stood there smiling. No one went in or left the military base and
we seemed to be the only people in town.
Comments by Dreamer I know I this has something to do with all of the
conflict in my life but I can't quite figure out how.
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Serpent Girl
Date: Mon, 24 Apr 2000 01:17:48 -0700
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Dream Title Serpent Girl
Date of Dream 22nd April
Dream I was being chased by an oversized snake in which
i always escaped from.
Many of my dreams have serpent in them
and I always wake still with fear, I am not usually bothered by snakes but
am curious as to why they are in my dreams and what they mean.
Comments by Dreamer none
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: obsticles
Date: Mon, 24 Apr 2000 01:17:12 -0700
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Dream Title obsticles/ naty
Date of Dream 4/23/00
Dream Please provide this optional data, or remain
anonymous if you prefer:
First Name:Natalia
City:orlando
State:fl
Country:usa
Age:18
Sex:fEMALE
Marital Status:single
Background information:going away to college far from parents; can't get
over my x, hard to commit;
Your Dream:
i was a man working for a company that had secret files. i decided i would
help get these files from my computer in my cubicle and deliver them to the
authority figures.i was helping a man who had a device that opened his eye
so he couldn't blink. it seemed to be shaped as a half of a flower and the
color of it was red and orange.then i was looking at myself,the man, while
working and he looked just like the way my x sat at his computer. after
that i delivered the files in a dark room(pitch black) i had a hat on and
felt myself running swiftly through the room and not getting caught.
getting out of the room there was an elevator and when it opened there were
two men who seemed to have harrassed me before-they were gay. when they
were about to rape me the elevator stopped and started going out of
control.there was fire sparks everywhere and i felt myself jumping in the
air and touching the roof which was extremly hot. i felt sweat and tears
come down my face. then i felt my two!
!
back teeth fall out and blood gush out of my mouth. the floor of the
elevator began to open and one of the men fell out trying to grab me by my
ankle (which i protected b/c i had just recovered from a broken ankle). the
other fell with him. the elevator finally landed and i ran home where i saw
my beautiful wife who was holding a bowl with a fish of about a cm long.
the house was flooded with water and i looked frantically for my son. there
were two doors with children's drawings and i had to choose which one of
them had the son i was looking for. instead i opened the one where my
oldest son was in who looked just like my cousin. i hugged him so he
wouldn't fell left out but continued looking for my other son. i kicked
through the other door and i saw my son with a mask on and when he saw me
he was very upset i chose the wrong son. please tell me what this means?
thank you
Comments by Dreamer i'm going away to college/ getting over breakup of
three years / stressing if i'll ever move on
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From: "Johanna Vedral" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: spider web dream catcher
Date: Mon, 24 Apr 2000 14:01:55 GMT
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Dear Dreamers!
I am contemplating about spiders in dreams since weeks.
This night I had this dream:
I went to the flat where I had been living for 6 years with my first husband
(I left this flat and this man 9 years ago, but I dream often of this flat -
that I have to put the garbage out...).
Before the flat, on the corridor there sat Eva and Eduardo, a couple of good
friends, but without their baby. Eduardo worked on his artwork. Eva asked me
for a pair of scissors to cut out a picture of a beautiful model from a
magazine. On the other side of the magazine I saw a surrealistic picture
like one of my collages. I gave Eva a big scissor.
Then we went into the flat. They had changed the mood of the flat - it was
beautiful, full of plants, bright and clean.
The sleeping room had a wood ceiling and as only furniture a bed. In front
of the bed there was a big grey spider web like a hammock, and in this web
was a holy thing (I can not remember) - I knew this was a big dream
catcher...
If everyone would like to spin on ...
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Small Town
Date: Mon, 24 Apr 2000 08:43:48 -0700
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Dream Title Small Town dreamt by Jester
Date of Dream Morning of April 20
Dream It started at a gas station in the town I live
in. Actually in wakin reality the place where this gas station was in the
dream is a grocery store. I was there with my mother, stepfather, and two
stepsisters (both younger). We were all on our way back to the car after
getting something inside. Propped up against one of the pumps were several
long poles with wire cages on the end, like apple pickers. As I was about
to get in the car an old black man came up and began mumbling. All I
understood was "$3.25" which I thought he was saying was the price of
gas. It turned out however that $3.25 was the hourly wage at this gas
station and he was trying to hire me. I politely declined, considering I
already had a job. The old man got in the car in my seat and I had trouble
getting him to get back out, but finally he did and I got in. Then he
tried to get in my mom's seat (which she was already sitting in). My
stepfather sped off with this old man drag!
!
ging along on the side of the car. I yelled for him to stop but to no
avail. Soon we were in the country about ten miles west of town, heading
south on a gravel road maybe 60 mph, the man still hanging on the side of
the car. I was so angry and disgusted I opened the door to jump out (I had
been on the right side of the back seat and my two stepsisters crammed in
to the left of me, but at this point I was alone in the backseat, on the
left side) but there was a red truck coming the other way, and a car behind
it. I shut my door until they passed. As I was getting ready to jump out
the dream was very chaotic, with the car shaking all around, loud noises,
etc, but right when I jumped out that was all over. The car was gone
around a bend and behind a hill in less than a second and all was
peaceful. I found myself in a small town nestled between hills and
cliffs. I was on the west side of the street, although logically I should
have been on the east or in the middle. Behi!
!
nd me was some sort of office building, no longer used so far as I could
tell, since the parking lot was empty. Across the street to the east was a
white house. A woman came out of this house and I asked if she had a phone
I could use. She pointed to a blue and white striped tent to the southeast
and said there was a phone there I could use. It looked like the tent was
set up for some kind of town festival. I asked her the name of the town
and found it was called Artburgh. I thanked her and I think the went
toward the office building or whatever it was. I went toward the tent but
before I got there a large hill somehow appeared between myself and my
goal. I began to scale it and when I got to the top there was a large
group of young teenage girls sitting on the edge of a cliff on one side of
the hill. They giggled and wanted me to come hang out with them but I told
them I was busy and had to keep moving. As I tried to cross the top of the
hill I realized it was covere!
!
d with quicksand and had a hard time getting through. When I was about
halfway across I saw that there was a girl using a payphone that was set
into the wall of a brick building to the west (over the cliff). I went
through the group of girls and over the cliff to get to the phone, but
realized I didn't have my wallet, or any change. I asked the girls on the
cliff for 35 cents and they started throwing all this change at me. I
picked up a dime and quarter off the ground and went to the wall only to
find the phone was some old fashioned kind I didn't know how to use. I
went to the south a bit and found another phone, the same kind as the
last. I went a bit further and found yet another. A little further south
and I found a payphone I could use. I picked up the phone and it made the
sound it makes to remind you to hang up. I noticed that it said calls only
cost 29 cents. I put a quarter in and the sound stopped but I got no
dialtone. I put the dime in, still no dialto!
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ne. I noticed a button below the zero, or maybe in place of the zero,
which said "ring out". I pushed it and the phone began to ring. I dialled
my mother's number (when I had jumped out of the car she hadn't been there
either so I thought maybe she was home and would come pick me up) and after
about a minute of ringing my stepfather answered. I was still angry with
him and hung up. Next I knew I was in the front yard of the house I rent
with my girlfriend. I went up to the porch and saw that the door was open,
but the screen door was closed. I looked in and saw my mother and step
father sitting on my couch. I screamed an obscenity and punched a hole in
the screen door, then this dream melted into another.
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