Originally posted by Radar(Baba)O'Riley A man said to the universe,
"Sir! I exist!"
The universe responded:
"That fact has not created in me a sense of obligation."
--Stephen Crane
(methinks)
methinksthereforemeam
Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
Originally posted by setaside2 I like and dislike at the same time....
In it our world has survived a massive war. A holocaust of nuclear epoch proportions.
The remnants of the human race live in pockets of the ruins of the major metropolitan areas and most are being rebuilt. Things like shopping malls are redone to allow people to officially live where they work and there are multiple apartments throughout the mall. I always have a favorite place to look out at the city and the sunset on the bay is intense. I cannot remember if this is colorado for, if this IS colorado then the great central US earthquake has happened and Denver has become a seaport. I sit in the ruins of a large skyscraper, a place of residence for those that society has cast off or those who do not have the means to live or work in the inner city. The view is always a sight to see. The malls are extraordinary creatures and, in one of them, I have run into the Black Man as head of security. his name tag even calls him "Black Man" which I find fairly interesting... But people spend their lives in these great constructs that are just massive microcosms of what used to be the grandiosity of human civilization. They live and love and play and die, many of them never seeing the sky at all. They have their station in life, their part upon the wheel and they do not deviate either for lack of imagination or for the fear of the unknown... I never know. And I almost always meet someone new in my dream as if I have invited them in to see my vision of the apocalypse and to see if they agree with the flavor or with the taste... or maybe it's like they have woken up to what we really are and how dirty and gritty human life and culture really is... but when I take them up to that skyscraper and they view out upon the city sky and the bay in the distance, the silhouettes of girders and plaster and the remnants of artwork in the breeze... i think they come to an understanding. there is love there, as well, as there is your words. We appear to be connected more by something other than many people would suspect. i would that it would be my charge to learn, ascertain and understand this knowledge either for myself or for the betterment of others. It is too easy for me to fall in love.
but it is a dream that I love because it is so BIG... so huge. it has room for us all... Oh it is a whole world….
i sense it every time: the sunsets are fire, shifts of orange and red... brown... the clouds are always orange as if the sky were no longer blue and the boats in the bay cut lines across a fairly calm sea.
an angry sky?
I would say not. the birds are allowed flight and we are allowed to look upon it... And in my mind the sky is a place of silence. As if it waits upon the next beat.
so I say a sky of silence and provocation.
it senses thought and bends with it as if it were a reed in the wind.
Setaside2- here it is, for heavens sake I hope this gets to you!
To begin with, you are the pilot of your own dreams, I'm just
the co-pilot along for the ride. Yet these rules I apply to my own study, I'll share.
From memory...
Orange (the color) means entertainment. A color of the entertainment industry, people in entertainment ect.
Perhaps such a sky is affiliated with your love of Pearl
Jam? Could be many things or just your state of mind at the
time to allow for the preparation of the dream to take place.
I can tell you this also, that scary black guy won't go away
until you do something about it... You're having a reoccuring
dream which symbolizes unresolved past issues. That "scary" character, is trying to tell you that 'so
Setaside2- here it is, for heavens sake I hope this gets to you!
To begin with, you are the pilot of your own dreams, I'm just
the co-pilot along for the ride. Yet these rules I apply to my own study, I'll share.
From memory...
Orange (the color) means entertainment. A color of the entertainment industry, people in entertainment ect.
Perhaps such a sky is affiliated with your love of Pearl
Jam? Could be many things or just your state of mind at the
time to allow for the preparation of the dream to take place.
I can tell you this also, that scary black guy won't go away
until you do something about it... You're having a reoccuring
dream which symbolizes unresolved past issues. That "scary" character, is trying to tell you that 'something' needs to be addressed right away and won't go away until you do something to change it. You're putting something far away in the depths burying it for another time but the time is now and a scary image is the only way to tell yourself you need to deal with it NOW.
Thats what reoccuring dreams do they haunt you until you re-
solve what you need to confront. And don't be afraid. The
monsters etc are actually healers in disguise trying to get you
to face what you keep substituting 'them' for. Get control of
this dream Seta... confront the 'Black guy' straight on, it's the
only way you'll prevent him from comming back and having con-
trol over you! Then you won't dream that dream or Black guy
anymore. You will have won and a light will replace the dark-
YOU. You can do it! Deal with your issues. Free your
mind...:)
had this dream while visiting my sister who lives near Noblesville In. had watched Contact the night before.
I was half awake when i sensed someone or something on or near my bed. it was almost as if tiny cat paws were stepping over me. Even tho i was truly asleep, i kept my eyes closed, because i was not sure what i would find when i did open them.
It or should i say He, was far from scary.
Someone layed down next to me. It was Ed. I really could not believe it. I felt like i was observing some;thing totally unique. of all the dreams of him, they are rarely intimate like this. except for that one dream where he kissedme awhile back.
he just layed there and held my hand. well, kinda just my fingers really. his hair was long and i remember being tempted to move his hair from his face. i did. he smiled.
there was no sexuality to this at all. i felt like i was in the presence of some cosmic power. it was the most relaxing moment i have had in months.
i was euphoric when i woke up. i thought to myself, i live in washington now, but he found me back at my home in Indiana instead. very strange.
Ed was around me. it seemed we were here in WA. lots of people around/event was going on. Mom and sister were there too. They were annoying me somehow. Which is not unnormal.....
There was a mountain. lets say we were all on a mountain.
Ed hiked up this path with a bunch of people. I could see them all sitting down and talking. C & C were there too, sitting with them. from afar, I was envious they were all together. later in the dream, Ed went up the mountain again and I happened to be there.
everything is kinda blurry, but I remember we talked and smoked pot. He said he was going to sleep on the rock. In my lucid state I asked myself the following question:
Does that mean he lives on a mountain?
I went back to my house to get a blanket to cover him up.
He thanked me in his sleep.
THEN THE FUCKING ALARM WENT OFF!! I needed back in that dream! I tried and tried but I could not. so I got up to go pee, reset the alarm and was lucky enough to get back into the dream. which is completely out of my control most times.
Ed was giving a concert down the hall. Everyone was seated at tables. I got a phone call from a doctor on the mountain wanting to know if I was coming to my appointment since i was pregnant. I said no and blew off both the doctor and work.
I remember overhearing Ed's girlfriend trying to convince him their relationship was "crystalline". I sat down in a chair at the show. Ed was barely dressed. Wearing tight skivvies (weird) I could sense him noticing me. He came over and showed me his crystals. (God for the life of me, I can see them now, but cannot put into words what he called them)*
He noticed the green heart crystal I have on a necklace, that Charlie gave me and ed ask "what is the name of that crystal." for the life of me I could not remember. He said
You will remember. And that was all
Charlie woke me up and called me "supermom"
My crystal is called Moldavite. Forgot to add that Ed kept his crystals on his hip. Or in his hip I don’t know.
the only time i have seemed to dream of PJ has been when i have gone home to indianapolis to see my family.
imagine. I moved all the way to the west coast to be closer to my trees and only dream of Him when i am back in the corn fields.
in thin air, is another dream i had last year.
-I was in the woods somewhere. there seemed to be some type of beatnic poetry club in someone's house. my girlfriend jamie took me. it was cool lounge that looked down onto a fireplace pit...
Jamie was talking to some man in the corner who was packing up his guitar.
I went outside, I layed down in the yard to look at the stars. it was very BLACK sky, like the planetarium would get with the Digistar machine.
Suddenly, appeared an oval in the sky. it was all the astrological signs, the ram, the water bearer, the bull were all there. it started to twinkle in a strange way. unusual.
Because of my experience of working with laser projectors and aligning light, i noticed a very low freq. sound wave going through it. i thought it was sooo amazing. i stared and stared at it. meszmerizing.
Suddenly, i was back upstairs in the club in the forest and i realized the man in the corner was ed. jamie, was so sweet, she kept trying to introduce me, but i would not let her.
I ran back outside to look at the stars instead. out i went.
a moment later i turned to look up and there he was, RIGHT IN MY FACE!
i woke up right at that moment. i had to go to work.
it was cruel. had ed in my body the rest of the day. i was
Charlie and i went to this bizzare planetarium show at the pacific science center. these bill nye the science guy type persons do this comedy sketch in this tiny planetarium (and TOTALLY UNDERFUNDED) relic they do some improve sketch with an audience of about 34 people.
they have people write down a dream and then they dry them out of a hat and the audience helps act out and interpret the dreams.
i wrote down the dream about ed and the oval astrological symbols and all that crap.
first name they drew; CHARLIE
NEXT NAME they drew; was mine.
somebody recordedit and it did really happen.
IT wasn't that funny though, but entertaining in a dry way....
I was invited into the inner circle. ed was approachable, loose and relaxed. he and i began a conversation about religion. i spoke of the Sakya Monastry and CSL. He hugged me for such a long time.
Rocked me back and forth.Rocked me back and forth.Rocked me back and forth.Rocked me back and forth.Rocked me back and forth.Rocked me back and forth.Rocked me back and forth.Rocked me back and forth.Rocked me back and forth.Rocked me back and forth.
I woke up. it was an extraordinary feeling of total peace and love. was this God getting my attention with ed's face? panic.
get back to sleep quick!
i got back there eventually, but he had already left. i missed an important night with some friends because ed kept hugging me and i was afraid to tellmy friends why i didn't show up.
what's going on? i m looking through my journal from last year and finding PJ dreams. As you can see from the number of posts on this thread.
so here is the date of the next dream.
October 1st, 2002 Holy cacapoo. what is up here. i rarely re read my journals and hardly ever end up looking at a journal entry exactly one year from when it was written. here it goes..... lets see what happends.
Dream Recall:
Ed was sitting behind me at some local event. a woman with blond hair was with him. there were very few people in this large space/room.
I believe E was twisting my hair from behind. i left to go back to my room where the event was. i seemed nervous and kept wanting to compulsivly make my bed.
I kept telling myself to go back to the event, and get out of the room. when i returned there were about 15 people watching him sing.
my outgoing pretty and thin girlfriend Dana was singing with him. i thought......is'nt that just like Dana!
i woke up.
sorry i am crowding this board with my dreams, i have so many.....
ed seemed to be helping me try and figure out who his character is in my story (screenwriting extension class at UW last year)
anyhoo,
i told him i could SEE the story, but could not put it into words. i remember smiling alot! i was at someone's house and e came over.
i kept smiling at him, but we never spoke. then he came back again. he said to me.
you really smile alot don't you? Are you always this
happy? ( i could not bear to tell him the truth) At first
i thought you were just horney, now i don't know. he said.
then he looked at me very close and slowwwwwwlllllyyyyy he said
"my god, you have beautiful eyes and you don't wear
any makeup."
he wrote me a letter. i don't remember what it said.
dreams aye....
well my last one involved my best friends girl (yeh yeh yeh) so thats not cool!but i cant help it.
dream life_to live on a beach in a shack with my girlf for company and enough (food,drink,drugs) to get by.keep it simple i say.
Bhagavadgita-wow my girl, let me say that you seem to
have a good understanding of how emotive dreams
can be and yes very powerful! I'm glad
to see you get the gist of just what dreams can do
and how steep they can be, as if to go into the depths
of your soul and stir your very being. You sound very in touch
with your dreams which is important--great! I also like
the corralation between mom and grandma, I've had those
moments of sleep myself, indeed it is a wild connection we
share with our blood.
Although beautiful you must remember that such
personal substance cannot always withstand the sustenence
from the realm of our heart. I like your style of writing, very
expressive. May I call you Gita for short?;) Interpretation=
self explanatory.
Happy dream'n!
sonic youth-I can't find him now, but someone else on this
thread has the exact same idea as you.
You should get together and find more things to dream up!
Then live them out on your island by the sea.:) How are
things in the isle of heaven? (to me anyway:))
"Out on the wild and windy moors
we'd roll and fall in green...xo"
Last night I dreamed I was walking on a high ridge, surrounded by limestone monoliths, and trees that had branches
that only grew on one side. I was acutely aware I could fall off the side of the mountain at any time, and felt almost
compelled to succumb to the delicious vertigo that beckoned. Walking around one of the silent stones, I found a
large door of rotting oak, and went inside. I felt warm, electric euphoria, saw lightning bolt bridges of enormous
expanse, cold steel walls...in the middle of it all I saw a crude rope bridge swaying from some foreign wind. I walked
across; slowly, deliriously, experiencing the same vertigo that had almost claimed me on the high ridge. Looking over
the rope sides, I could not see the bottom of the chasm, just what seemed like miles of steel, glass and lightning
stretching to the center of the earth. The cold sweat came almost like an old friend, I thought, and there on the other
side of the bridge stood my friend Tony. I panicked suddenly, he’s dead, I must be dead, oh God, I can’t keep
walking, I’m frozen to the spot, the bridge swayed violently, I can’t feel my legs, I can’t MOVE my legs. Tony’s
smiling, all hollow teeth stretched back in his mouth for miles and my unease as thick as a bayou summer night and I
feel sick, pitch over the sides, hands grasping at cold steel and glass, thinking I’m dead for sure, falling
into the bed. The alarm went off. Third nightmare in as many nights for me this week. This one, thankfully, a little
benign next to the previous two, but rattling for sure.
No more cabernet and late sleepless nights watching Metropolis before passing out.
savannah66- What a dream! But why did you hestitate to
go to your friend on the other side where he stood firm
in what scared you? He was there for you your friend for
you not be afraid perhaps if you had just relaxed and
accepted that he was happy somewhere and just was
there to share that with you-for how else could he contact
YOU? Nightmares are tricky because really they are just
overdramatized episodes out of control that need to be
controlled, so face your fears head on whatever they are
and get control. To confront your fears is the only way to
end the nightmares. Otherwise they just keep comming
back in the same compacity until you do deal with what
is worry you. When you feel you are ready to relax and
let go of the fear only then can you be more yourself and
open up to what the message is about. For expample, your
friend appeared seemingly as support, who knows what
gifts he has for you from the otherside. There's
an entirely other world we haven't even begun to explore
and that is the entire mission of the dream, to unviel what
is on the otherside. To prepare ourselves for the afterlife.
Did I blow your mind? Just let go and be a friend to your
friend, no matter where he is, he's your friend, he won't
hurt you or let you get hurt. It seems he's there
to help you through these nightmares and thats okay.
You'll get through them. Try also to take it easy, remove
any stress or issues that don't need your immediate attention.
Listen to some of your favorite relaxing soothing music. Drink
herbal tea, Celestial Seasons Sleepy time or Chammomile is
great just before bedtime. The main thing is to go easy on yourself. You need your rest, that is so vital for us all.
savannah66- What a dream! But why did you hestitate to
go to your friend on the other side where he stood firm
in what scared you? He was there for you your friend for
you not be afraid perhaps if you had just relaxed and
accepted that he was happy somewhere and just was
there to share that with you-for how else could he contact
YOU? Nightmares are tricky because really they are just
overdramatized episodes out of control that need to be
controlled, so face your fears head on whatever they are
and get control. To confront your fears is the only way to
end the nightmares. Otherwise they just keep comming
back in the same compacity until you do deal with what
is worry you. When you feel you are ready to relax
I hesitated because I have a long and convoluted history with my friend...my friend who committed suicide. I have not dreamed of him since it happened, 10 years ago. Perhaps it was a blessing, and I should not have hesitated to cross the bridge.
Here I am again, plagued by insomnia. These plagues gome in cycles, it should end soon, maybe I shall sleep through most of next week! . Bless you for your suggestions and insight; however, Mozart, Celestial Seasonings and I have a long (sometimes fruitful, but not tonight) history. I am with Mondavi Cabernet and Tchaikovsky now, I expect sleep to wash me away shortly.
Your insight on dreams is fascinating, and I am enjoying this thread. Dreams are the stuff life is made of.
I'm sorry about your friend, and I meant to write that in the
thread yesterday. I understand though why you hesitated.
And its such a fine line I'm not sure what I would have
done had I been in your place. But I do know that you need
to be in a supportive environment with strong positive
vibes and energy to help you cope with some issues you're
going through. It's hard to go through anything alone but
the symbolism is everywhere, you are not alone. You just
need some guidance. Find it, ask for it. It's there for the
taking. When I'm deprived of getting sleep for any reason
I put everything else far from me, absolutely nothing is more
important than my sleep. I make it a priority no matter where
I am or who I'm with, sleep comes first meaning I come first
no noise, no disturbances, even if they're there, I block it out
and take of me. I find ways to get the rest I need. Savannah-
make sure you come first in your own life. Take care of your-
self, be aware of what you put into your body which can
also be a sleep factor.
Your kindness and words warmed my heart. Thank you.
Be well. *Amaterasu*
I keep having this reoccuring dream where I always
peer out to the driveway to see if my car or a car is
there for the driving. This always happens while I
don't have a car of my own, like one is suppose to
magically appear and the thing with dreams is it does!
There is usually a car sitting in the driveway where I
have to do some silly chore like find the keys or put
gas in the tank but other than that it's mine.
It's cool, like a confidence dream where I never let myself
down, my ride's always waiting. Well it happened again
this time I had to go to the store for something or bring
a teenage male friend to school or something.
Just a diddy dream.
i was living alone in a house that was somewhat scary.
none of the light bulbs worked (pointing to my messed up mind i suppose, the lights are one and i don't have a clue)
there were numerous windows and door to lock in this place. these things happened during the dream
1. party going on, did not want to go because i had to work in the morning. there was a guy taking a shower in my bathroom and there were no curtains. i kept asking him to leave.
2. i got some mail delivered from 1969. although the post mark was 1981. the letter was an old picture of the indianapolis symphony orchestra. the photograph was odd and i felt quite curious about it. there was also a picture of my dad's family (the White's ) we were all lined up in a victorian bedroon. i was one of the very small kids in the front row. i kept saying to myself, i can't believe this is coming in the mail to me now. my dad seemed to be floating around me in the dream. (he had been dead now for 4 years)
3. i went outback. there was a big old dead tree with many intertwined branches. at first i didn't notice, but i began sweeping under the tree when i found all these snakes. they seemed to be very slow and sleepy. i got scared. someone told me they were coming out of the ground after a winter's hibernation.
Gita+ not sure what I meant honestly. It's just life doesn't
always sustain us as do our dreams.
You must be aware that reality can't always
sustain that of the dream.
You describe in such great detail. Don't be so down
on yourself see the lightbulbs as already on then create
your own idea of what you see.:)
Gitaxo I'm sorry about your dad. I must admit I'm
not qualified to offer advice on things I'm not profession-
ally trained for. Though we don't know eachother,
you are special to me and I want to keep it that way
okay? I've seen your post and like just about all your
threads. You have a heart of gold and now I lay me
down to sleep.
Comments
"Sir! I exist!"
The universe responded:
"That fact has not created in me a sense of obligation."
--Stephen Crane
(methinks)
methinksthereforemeam
im a rabbit down the hole, in an emeraldgreen wonderland and you are all
FUCKED UP IN THE HEAD!!!
That's why there's a hole there!
********DREAMS ONLY********
This thread is for you and your dreams only.
No time to post today but will soon.
Swirling thoughts of racing power does have
it's say I'll say...
To begin with, you are the pilot of your own dreams, I'm just
the co-pilot along for the ride. Yet these rules I apply to my own study, I'll share.
From memory...
Orange (the color) means entertainment. A color of the entertainment industry, people in entertainment ect.
Perhaps such a sky is affiliated with your love of Pearl
Jam? Could be many things or just your state of mind at the
time to allow for the preparation of the dream to take place.
I can tell you this also, that scary black guy won't go away
until you do something about it... You're having a reoccuring
dream which symbolizes unresolved past issues. That "scary" character, is trying to tell you that 'so
To begin with, you are the pilot of your own dreams, I'm just
the co-pilot along for the ride. Yet these rules I apply to my own study, I'll share.
From memory...
Orange (the color) means entertainment. A color of the entertainment industry, people in entertainment ect.
Perhaps such a sky is affiliated with your love of Pearl
Jam? Could be many things or just your state of mind at the
time to allow for the preparation of the dream to take place.
I can tell you this also, that scary black guy won't go away
until you do something about it... You're having a reoccuring
dream which symbolizes unresolved past issues. That "scary" character, is trying to tell you that 'something' needs to be addressed right away and won't go away until you do something to change it. You're putting something far away in the depths burying it for another time but the time is now and a scary image is the only way to tell yourself you need to deal with it NOW.
Thats what reoccuring dreams do they haunt you until you re-
solve what you need to confront. And don't be afraid. The
monsters etc are actually healers in disguise trying to get you
to face what you keep substituting 'them' for. Get control of
this dream Seta... confront the 'Black guy' straight on, it's the
only way you'll prevent him from comming back and having con-
trol over you! Then you won't dream that dream or Black guy
anymore. You will have won and a light will replace the dark-
YOU. You can do it! Deal with your issues. Free your
mind...:)
seta
And Gita, if we've been in each others' dreams, I am honored.
and if you have had similar dreams, then perhaps some notes should be taken so that we may know when it is all about to happen.
they walked in looking like the Beatles, mop top haircuts, 60's mod suits and such. i looked and could not recognize Ed or tell which one he was.
then they turned back into PJ. I watched from afar. felt i wanted to stay lowkey, not really caring to meet them, more just to watch.
Ed finally took a seat near the group i was sitting in.
he LOOKED at me.
we shook HANDS. (this felt so real)
i waas very lucid at the time i am sure now.
he did not let go first. i did.
his nose seemed strange. it didn't match his face somehow?
post note written in journal later:
To shake hands with someone in a dream or a vision means that one is making a covenant.
I was half awake when i sensed someone or something on or near my bed. it was almost as if tiny cat paws were stepping over me. Even tho i was truly asleep, i kept my eyes closed, because i was not sure what i would find when i did open them.
It or should i say He, was far from scary.
Someone layed down next to me. It was Ed. I really could not believe it. I felt like i was observing some;thing totally unique. of all the dreams of him, they are rarely intimate like this. except for that one dream where he kissedme awhile back.
he just layed there and held my hand. well, kinda just my fingers really. his hair was long and i remember being tempted to move his hair from his face. i did. he smiled.
there was no sexuality to this at all. i felt like i was in the presence of some cosmic power. it was the most relaxing moment i have had in months.
i was euphoric when i woke up. i thought to myself, i live in washington now, but he found me back at my home in Indiana instead. very strange.
can still feel him holding my hand.
Ed was around me. it seemed we were here in WA. lots of people around/event was going on. Mom and sister were there too. They were annoying me somehow. Which is not unnormal.....
There was a mountain. lets say we were all on a mountain.
Ed hiked up this path with a bunch of people. I could see them all sitting down and talking. C & C were there too, sitting with them. from afar, I was envious they were all together. later in the dream, Ed went up the mountain again and I happened to be there.
everything is kinda blurry, but I remember we talked and smoked pot. He said he was going to sleep on the rock. In my lucid state I asked myself the following question:
Does that mean he lives on a mountain?
I went back to my house to get a blanket to cover him up.
He thanked me in his sleep.
THEN THE FUCKING ALARM WENT OFF!! I needed back in that dream! I tried and tried but I could not. so I got up to go pee, reset the alarm and was lucky enough to get back into the dream. which is completely out of my control most times.
Ed was giving a concert down the hall. Everyone was seated at tables. I got a phone call from a doctor on the mountain wanting to know if I was coming to my appointment since i was pregnant. I said no and blew off both the doctor and work.
I remember overhearing Ed's girlfriend trying to convince him their relationship was "crystalline". I sat down in a chair at the show. Ed was barely dressed. Wearing tight skivvies (weird) I could sense him noticing me. He came over and showed me his crystals. (God for the life of me, I can see them now, but cannot put into words what he called them)*
He noticed the green heart crystal I have on a necklace, that Charlie gave me and ed ask "what is the name of that crystal." for the life of me I could not remember. He said
You will remember. And that was all
Charlie woke me up and called me "supermom"
My crystal is called Moldavite. Forgot to add that Ed kept his crystals on his hip. Or in his hip I don’t know.
imagine. I moved all the way to the west coast to be closer to my trees and only dream of Him when i am back in the corn fields.
in thin air, is another dream i had last year.
-I was in the woods somewhere. there seemed to be some type of beatnic poetry club in someone's house. my girlfriend jamie took me. it was cool lounge that looked down onto a fireplace pit...
Jamie was talking to some man in the corner who was packing up his guitar.
I went outside, I layed down in the yard to look at the stars. it was very BLACK sky, like the planetarium would get with the Digistar machine.
Suddenly, appeared an oval in the sky. it was all the astrological signs, the ram, the water bearer, the bull were all there. it started to twinkle in a strange way. unusual.
Because of my experience of working with laser projectors and aligning light, i noticed a very low freq. sound wave going through it. i thought it was sooo amazing. i stared and stared at it. meszmerizing.
Suddenly, i was back upstairs in the club in the forest and i realized the man in the corner was ed. jamie, was so sweet, she kept trying to introduce me, but i would not let her.
I ran back outside to look at the stars instead. out i went.
a moment later i turned to look up and there he was, RIGHT IN MY FACE!
i woke up right at that moment. i had to go to work.
it was cruel. had ed in my body the rest of the day. i was
SATURATED with him.
i
they have people write down a dream and then they dry them out of a hat and the audience helps act out and interpret the dreams.
i wrote down the dream about ed and the oval astrological symbols and all that crap.
first name they drew; CHARLIE
NEXT NAME they drew; was mine.
somebody recordedit and it did really happen.
IT wasn't that funny though, but entertaining in a dry way....
Rocked me back and forth.Rocked me back and forth.Rocked me back and forth.Rocked me back and forth.Rocked me back and forth.Rocked me back and forth.Rocked me back and forth.Rocked me back and forth.Rocked me back and forth.Rocked me back and forth.
I woke up. it was an extraordinary feeling of total peace and love. was this God getting my attention with ed's face? panic.
get back to sleep quick!
i got back there eventually, but he had already left. i missed an important night with some friends because ed kept hugging me and i was afraid to tellmy friends why i didn't show up.
it was so unreal and real at the same time.
ya know, i have always wondered that myself......
let me knowif you find out.
so here is the date of the next dream.
October 1st, 2002 Holy cacapoo. what is up here. i rarely re read my journals and hardly ever end up looking at a journal entry exactly one year from when it was written. here it goes..... lets see what happends.
Dream Recall:
Ed was sitting behind me at some local event. a woman with blond hair was with him. there were very few people in this large space/room.
I believe E was twisting my hair from behind. i left to go back to my room where the event was. i seemed nervous and kept wanting to compulsivly make my bed.
I kept telling myself to go back to the event, and get out of the room. when i returned there were about 15 people watching him sing.
my outgoing pretty and thin girlfriend Dana was singing with him. i thought......is'nt that just like Dana!
i woke up.
sorry i am crowding this board with my dreams, i have so many.....
ed seemed to be helping me try and figure out who his character is in my story (screenwriting extension class at UW last year)
anyhoo,
i told him i could SEE the story, but could not put it into words. i remember smiling alot!
i kept smiling at him, but we never spoke. then he came back again. he said to me.
you really smile alot don't you? Are you always this
happy? ( i could not bear to tell him the truth) At first
i thought you were just horney, now i don't know. he said.
then he looked at me very close and slowwwwwwlllllyyyyy he said
"my god, you have beautiful eyes and you don't wear
any makeup."
he wrote me a letter. i don't remember what it said.
well my last one involved my best friends girl (yeh yeh yeh) so thats not cool!but i cant help it.
dream life_to live on a beach in a shack with my girlf for company and enough (food,drink,drugs) to get by.keep it simple i say.
what if the sun refused to shine?
have a good understanding of how emotive dreams
can be and yes very powerful! I'm glad
to see you get the gist of just what dreams can do
and how steep they can be, as if to go into the depths
of your soul and stir your very being. You sound very in touch
with your dreams which is important--great! I also like
the corralation between mom and grandma, I've had those
moments of sleep myself, indeed it is a wild connection we
share with our blood.
Although beautiful you must remember that such
personal substance cannot always withstand the sustenence
from the realm of our heart.
expressive. May I call you Gita for short?;) Interpretation=
self explanatory.
Happy dream'n!
sonic youth-I can't find him now, but someone else on this
thread has the exact same idea as you.
You should get together and find more things to dream up!
Then live them out on your island by the sea.:) How are
things in the isle of heaven? (to me anyway:))
"Out on the wild and windy moors
we'd roll and fall in green...xo"
Keven33- You've got me.:)
that only grew on one side. I was acutely aware I could fall off the side of the mountain at any time, and felt almost
compelled to succumb to the delicious vertigo that beckoned. Walking around one of the silent stones, I found a
large door of rotting oak, and went inside. I felt warm, electric euphoria, saw lightning bolt bridges of enormous
expanse, cold steel walls...in the middle of it all I saw a crude rope bridge swaying from some foreign wind. I walked
across; slowly, deliriously, experiencing the same vertigo that had almost claimed me on the high ridge. Looking over
the rope sides, I could not see the bottom of the chasm, just what seemed like miles of steel, glass and lightning
stretching to the center of the earth. The cold sweat came almost like an old friend, I thought, and there on the other
side of the bridge stood my friend Tony. I panicked suddenly, he’s dead, I must be dead, oh God, I can’t keep
walking, I’m frozen to the spot, the bridge swayed violently, I can’t feel my legs, I can’t MOVE my legs. Tony’s
smiling, all hollow teeth stretched back in his mouth for miles and my unease as thick as a bayou summer night and I
feel sick, pitch over the sides, hands grasping at cold steel and glass, thinking I’m dead for sure, falling
into the bed. The alarm went off. Third nightmare in as many nights for me this week. This one, thankfully, a little
benign next to the previous two, but rattling for sure.
No more cabernet and late sleepless nights watching Metropolis before passing out.
go to your friend on the other side where he stood firm
in what scared you? He was there for you your friend for
you not be afraid perhaps if you had just relaxed and
accepted that he was happy somewhere and just was
there to share that with you-for how else could he contact
YOU? Nightmares are tricky because really they are just
overdramatized episodes out of control that need to be
controlled, so face your fears head on whatever they are
and get control. To confront your fears is the only way to
end the nightmares. Otherwise they just keep comming
back in the same compacity until you do deal with what
is worry you. When you feel you are ready to relax and
let go of the fear only then can you be more yourself and
open up to what the message is about. For expample, your
friend appeared seemingly as support, who knows what
gifts he has for you from the otherside. There's
an entirely other world we haven't even begun to explore
and that is the entire mission of the dream, to unviel what
is on the otherside. To prepare ourselves for the afterlife.
Did I blow your mind? Just let go and be a friend to your
friend, no matter where he is, he's your friend, he won't
hurt you or let you get hurt. It seems he's there
to help you through these nightmares and thats okay.
You'll get through them. Try also to take it easy, remove
any stress or issues that don't need your immediate attention.
Listen to some of your favorite relaxing soothing music. Drink
herbal tea, Celestial Seasons Sleepy time or Chammomile is
great just before bedtime.
Enough!
go to your friend on the other side where he stood firm
in what scared you? He was there for you your friend for
you not be afraid perhaps if you had just relaxed and
accepted that he was happy somewhere and just was
there to share that with you-for how else could he contact
YOU? Nightmares are tricky because really they are just
overdramatized episodes out of control that need to be
controlled, so face your fears head on whatever they are
and get control. To confront your fears is the only way to
end the nightmares. Otherwise they just keep comming
back in the same compacity until you do deal with what
is worry you. When you feel you are ready to relax
I hesitated because I have a long and convoluted history with my friend...my friend who committed suicide. I have not dreamed of him since it happened, 10 years ago. Perhaps it was a blessing, and I should not have hesitated to cross the bridge.
Here I am again, plagued by insomnia. These plagues gome in cycles, it should end soon, maybe I shall sleep through most of next week!
Your insight on dreams is fascinating, and I am enjoying this thread. Dreams are the stuff life is made of.
thread yesterday. I understand though why you hesitated.
And its such a fine line I'm not sure what I would have
done had I been in your place. But I do know that you need
to be in a supportive environment with strong positive
vibes and energy to help you cope with some issues you're
going through. It's hard to go through anything alone but
the symbolism is everywhere, you are not alone. You just
need some guidance. Find it, ask for it. It's there for the
taking. When I'm deprived of getting sleep for any reason
I put everything else far from me, absolutely nothing is more
important than my sleep. I make it a priority no matter where
I am or who I'm with, sleep comes first meaning I come first
no noise, no disturbances, even if they're there, I block it out
and take of me. I find ways to get the rest I need. Savannah-
make sure you come first in your own life. Take care of your-
self, be aware of what you put into your body which can
also be a sleep factor.
Your kindness and words warmed my heart. Thank you.
Be well. *Amaterasu*
peer out to the driveway to see if my car or a car is
there for the driving. This always happens while I
don't have a car of my own, like one is suppose to
magically appear and the thing with dreams is it does!
There is usually a car sitting in the driveway where I
have to do some silly chore like find the keys or put
gas in the tank but other than that it's mine.
It's cool, like a confidence dream where I never let myself
down, my ride's always waiting. Well it happened again
this time I had to go to the store for something or bring
a teenage male friend to school or something.
Just a diddy dream.
i was living alone in a house that was somewhat scary.
none of the light bulbs worked (pointing to my messed up mind i suppose, the lights are one and i don't have a clue)
there were numerous windows and door to lock in this place. these things happened during the dream
1. party going on, did not want to go because i had to work in the morning. there was a guy taking a shower in my bathroom and there were no curtains. i kept asking him to leave.
2. i got some mail delivered from 1969. although the post mark was 1981. the letter was an old picture of the indianapolis symphony orchestra. the photograph was odd and i felt quite curious about it. there was also a picture of my dad's family (the White's ) we were all lined up in a victorian bedroon. i was one of the very small kids in the front row. i kept saying to myself, i can't believe this is coming in the mail to me now. my dad seemed to be floating around me in the dream. (he had been dead now for 4 years)
3. i went outback. there was a big old dead tree with many intertwined branches. at first i didn't notice, but i began sweeping under the tree when i found all these snakes. they seemed to be very slow and sleepy. i got scared. someone told me they were coming out of the ground after a winter's hibernation.
NOte: iam going to see a therapist this morning.
always sustain us as do our dreams.
You must be aware that reality can't always
sustain that of the dream.
You describe in such great detail. Don't be so down
on yourself see the lightbulbs as already on then create
your own idea of what you see.:)
Gitaxo I'm sorry about your dad. I must admit I'm
not qualified to offer advice on things I'm not profession-
ally trained for. Though we don't know eachother,
you are special to me and I want to keep it that way
okay? I've seen your post and like just about all your
threads. You have a heart of gold and now I lay me
down to sleep.