Date of dream: Friday, January 04, 2008
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I leave my grandmother at my parents' cabin, driving away so that I can audition for a part in a music theater production
[precognitive -- watched the part of Hollywoodland today where Ben Affleck, as George Reeves, auditioned
twice for two different parts in a TV role and in a movie].
I go ahead and try out for the part, now in a quaint, folksy church. The minister of my church in real life is conducting the
auditions. I prepare to use my best voice, and wonder if I will have to sing for my audition as well
(shift) I'm in a more modern building now, and I suddenly realize that while I've been waiting to perform my audition that
my wallet has gone missing. Disturbed, I watch other people audition and wonder if I'll ever even have my turn.
I go back to the entrance to the museum and become suddenly lucid.
I pick a random dream character and shoot energy at him with my hands. I want him to produce my wallet, and I want
him to do it NOW!
He acts aloof and tries to walk past me, but I continue to direct energy at him. Even though he almost walks completely
out of the scene, at the last moment he is forced by my energy to come over to me.
I'm pleased when he hands me my wallet. For a moment I think that perhaps by shooting even more energy at him I can
get him to fill my wallet with more cash than was in it originally, but I immediately scold myself, saying that would be
stealing.
(shift) I'm looking at a Federal mansion that borders that park I live near IRL. Suddenly the rising sun reflects on its
front windows. I quickly look away and then notice that I'm looking at six purple spots up in the sky.
Wait a minute ... those spots are the afterimages of the sun reflecting off of the six front windows of the house, since
Federal houses always have six front windows!
I wake up and realize that Federal houses do not always have six front windows -- usually they have more. But if the
house is split up into condos by dividing the house in half, the result is always that six condos result, since the most likely
spot to divide the house is in the stairwell, and there are always three floors in Federal buildings.
Date of dream: Wednesday, November 28, 2007
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I have a stressful dream that's magical in some way, but I forget all of it the moment I awake.
With some trouble, I go back to sleep. I'm listening to someone sing very Broadway-like these words: "We ... WE ...
don't ever know ... style may dictate if ... business is slow!"
(shift) I park my car near a warehouse. I see a man standing just inside a door leading into a dark room. I can see a
blue aura around him, but it includes his clothes, too, like his hat and his shoes. That puzzles me -- shouldn't an aura
only be around the body itself?
I wake up.
Date of dream: Saturday, October 13, 2007
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1. I'm watching on old man trying to balance his digital camera on the hood of his car. I finally go back in the building
he's in front of to use the bathroom. It's a doctor's office. When I come back out, I walk a little farther past the parking
lot to where there's tall beach grass growing up out of sand dunes. The doctor is with me and she points out the tide
sweeping in. She asks me if I've experienced being caught by the high tide before.
"Yes, yesterday when I was here with my cousin, N__," I reply, and somehow immediately know it's false memory telling
me that. However, I don't seem to realize I'm dreaming, even though my car will soon be underwater, as well as the
office. My reasoning seems flawed -- I don't think the sea water will harm either of these things, and I don't care that my
clothes will soon be wet. The water then rushes in and we're floating in it up to our necks. I tell her I'm moving to
Michigan, but this is again false memory. However, this time I don't seem to be aware that it is.
2. I'm in a lucid dream where a dozen men and women are singing beautiful Broadway style numbers for me, a cappella.
The words to their music all have to do with ME, and how my psychology works in my head! [and, rats, I can't recall
ANYTHING of their lyrics, except that a girl sitting next to me sang a low, quiet part that alternated with a loud part that a
man on the other side of the room sang]. I am so overwhelmed that they are doing this for me, but even more
overwhelmed that I've never heard any of these tunes before, and they are beautiful [how does my brain do this??! ... it's
the second time in just a few nights].
In a second room that we all move to, I tell them that they're all my dream characters and that they're singing messages
from my subconscious that are directed at me. "You're all parts of me!" I exclaim.
Suddenly, one of the male singers gently runs his fingernail sideways along the sole of my foot, down the inside of my
leg, and ends with a curlicue motion in my crotch. It wasn't sexual; rather, I seem to feel an energy awakening in the
base of my spine near where he did the curlicue motion and I instantly wake up.
3. I get inside of a rail/tram car with M___, my supervisor from work. We're suddenly dropping like a roller coaster,
though, inside of the earth and I'm a little frightened. However, the tracks level out and we come out in the city on
regular subway tracks. It goes through the city, including a carnival by the C__ River with a fake train wreck that people
ride for thrills. After the ride is over, the train reassembles itself.
4. I'm looking at a strange rounded rectangular shape object that's pastel green. It has a recessed area in the middle
that changes shape as I'm looking at it. Mom is trying to explain something about it to me.
5. I'm watching a play, but us members of the audience just stand around on the stage and observe as they act.
However, I'm towering over one of the main characters, who's kind of short. His acting seems to be affected by the fact
that it makes him nervous to stand next to someone so tall. He's trying to make an mp3 player that's encased in a
typewriter work.
6. I'm in school again, and I'm going to get a half-coyote, half dog as a pet. It's very cute, but it's face looks kind of
rough like a coyote's would.
Additional Comments:
I can't figure out why in real life I'm so NON-musical, and yet my dreaming mind seems to be able to compose and perform
songs that I've never heard before in my life. How does that work?!
