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Topics in this digest:
1. More of the Bizarre
From: Sapphyre <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
2. Re: More of the Bizarre
From: emma houston <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
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Message: 1
Date: Tue, 18 Jan 2005 07:01:57 -0800 (PST)
From: Sapphyre <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: More of the Bizarre
The series of dreams started with one that started
with a prank phone call. Because I had the nerve to
talk to the guy he kept calling and calling. It turned
into kind of a parody of Scream (the movie). I was
being stalked everywhere. There was one scene where it
was at night and I was on a bright city street in a
red dress and he called and said he could see me and I
asked what was I wearing and he said red dress red
shoes and I began to worry. I had been going many
places, some with my mother and he kept calling
everywhere we were.
The second dream I had just gotten a job in an office
in a building that was somewhat still under
construction. I was learning my way around the office
and learning about the people there, at one point I
had to go to this guy's office, he was a photographer.
He had curly blonde hair and a ridiculously protruded
horselike mouth, he even threw his head back to talk
and his teeth were horribly protruded. He was divorced
with a daughter and said he wanted to take me to
either Hawaii or New York. I told him I didn't care
for the islands but I'd love to go to New York. I was
walking around the offices with papers in my hand
looking for another office and ended up outside (note
I was still in that same red dress, odd) and I was
standing there and a nice looking older man in a
business suit told me to step wide, there was a train
coming. I looked down and I was standing on railroad
tracks. I stepped away from the tracks and a steam
engine was on the way. To the side of the tracks was a
platform made of wood and there were handpainted signs
around it that indicated it to be a cafe. The
waitresses wore purple maid uniforms with white aprons
and purple hosiery. I began to awaken at that time.
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Message: 2
Date: Tue, 18 Jan 2005 07:51:28 -0800 (PST)
From: emma houston <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Re: More of the Bizarre
stop sending me all ths damn crap...i don;t care about your stupid ass
dreams...i don;t care abd it is clogging my inbox in my emal to keep on getting
alll of this shit so please stop!
Sapphyre <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
The series of dreams started with one that started
with a prank phone call. Because I had the nerve to
talk to the guy he kept calling and calling. It turned
into kind of a parody of Scream (the movie). I was
being stalked everywhere. There was one scene where it
was at night and I was on a bright city street in a
red dress and he called and said he could see me and I
asked what was I wearing and he said red dress red
shoes and I began to worry. I had been going many
places, some with my mother and he kept calling
everywhere we were.
The second dream I had just gotten a job in an office
in a building that was somewhat still under
construction. I was learning my way around the office
and learning about the people there, at one point I
had to go to this guy's office, he was a photographer.
He had curly blonde hair and a ridiculously protruded
horselike mouth, he even threw his head back to talk
and his teeth were horribly protruded. He was divorced
with a daughter and said he wanted to take me to
either Hawaii or New York. I told him I didn't care
for the islands but I'd love to go to New York. I was
walking around the offices with papers in my hand
looking for another office and ended up outside (note
I was still in that same red dress, odd) and I was
standing there and a nice looking older man in a
business suit told me to step wide, there was a train
coming. I looked down and I was standing on railroad
tracks. I stepped away from the tracks and a steam
engine was on the way. To the side of the tracks was a
platform made of wood and there were handpainted signs
around it that indicated it to be a cafe. The
waitresses wore purple maid uniforms with white aprons
and purple hosiery. I began to awaken at that time.
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of perception is also the limit of all there is to perceive.� - C.W. Leadbeater
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