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Volume #11 Issue #11

November 2004

ISSN# 1089 4284

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C O N T E N T S

++ Editor's Notes

++ News Briefs on Dreams and Dreaming

++ Column: An Excerpt From the Lucid Dream Exchange
Lucy Gillis

++ Article: X-ray Eyes and Heady Dreams
Linda Lane Magallón

++ Column: The View From the Bridge
"Presidential DaFuMu"
Jean Campbell

++ Dream: k5 soulbox
Stan Kulikowski II

++ Article: Deleuzian Difference and
Non-Representational Dreamwork
Richard Catlett Wilkerson

++ DREAM SECTION: Dreams from October, 2004
Host Kat Peters-Midland

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Editor's Notes

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Welcome to the Novewmber 2004 issue of Electric Dreams, your portal to
dreams and dreamwork online.

If you are new to dreams and dreamwork, please join us on
dreamchatters@yahoogroups.com and we will guide you to the resources &
groups you need. To join send an e to
dreamchatters-subscribe@yahoogroups.com

Electric Dreams is *still* looking for a Dream News Editor. If you are
interested in this position, see the details below. This is a really fun
position as you get to know all the players in the field of dreams.

As I write this, its Halloween Night and near the eve of the USA
presidential elections. Who can tell which is scarier?

If you do have dreams about the election, Kelly Bulkeley is collecting them
for a new project on dreams and politics.
http://www.kellybulkeley.com


This month in Electric Dreams:


Lucy Gillis shares travels around the dream world to find the most talented
and experimental lucid dreamers. This month, she discusses the Lucid
Laboratory and how superspace and parallel universes may be explored via
lucid dreaming. Be sure to read the Excerpt from the Lucid Dream Exchange.


What happens if, in a dream telepathy experiment, you don't get a "psychic
hit" on the official target? Does that mean you failed? That you might as
well hang your dreampsi self out to dry? Not so fast. Linda Lane Magallon
(author of "Mutual Dreaming") offers some alternative explanations for the
content of our dreams. Check out "Just What Is The Target? An Experiment In
Wide-Band Dream Telepathy." You might come away with an expanded
appreciation for your ability to pick up psi information, if you know where
to look.

Jean Campbell has and invitation for Presidential Dreaming and Peace, as
well as a summary of the activities on the World Dream Peace Bridge. The
community hopes that you will join them in dreaming a peace filled future
for the children of the world. Be sure to read all about this in the View
From the Bridge.

I’m including an essay of mine on non-representational dreamwork. The idea
is that we can deepen our dreamwork by locating the creative, transformative
processes that often lie outside of conscious attention and thought. The
particular focus is from a chapter of Gilles Deleuze’s book Difference and
Repetition. I just feel this material is itself so rich and full of ideas, I
wanted to attempt to talk about these things that are impossible to speak
about. Read all about this in Deleuzian Dreamwork.

I’m including in the article section a dream by Stan Kulikowski, who unique
recording style for dreams interweaves a wide variety of narrative
techniques, technological know how and oneiric experience. Check out “k5
soulbox.“

Have you seen the Electric Dreams Articles Archive? Almost all the articles
from the last decade of Electric Dreams are sorted by author, and now,
thanks to Janet Garrett, you can see them listed chronologically by issue as
well. You can see her work progress and view hundreds of article on dreams
at:
http://www.improverse.com/ed-articles/index.htm


A six-legged cat man…a gigantic cauldron at the top of the ladder…cats in a
refrigerator…red hearts flying out a laughing guy’s mouth…choking on a white
dove stuck in a throat…another colorful and fascinating dream section of
Electric Dreams!
Dreams edited by your Dream Section Editor, Kat Peters-Midland

If you want to send in dreams, please enter them at
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For those of you who are new to dreams and dreaming, be sure to stop by one
of the many resources:
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http://www.dreamgate.com/electric-dreams
http://www.dreamgate.com/dream/library
Electric Dreams in PDF: (thanks to Nick Cumbo)
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Dreamin’ up a storm,

-Richard Wilkerson

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Global Dreaming News seeks new Editor – (volunteer position)

If you feel you would be a good candidate to report the news that is going
on in the dream world, be sure to contact Richard Wilkerson at
rcwilk@...

The GDNews editor will receive the support of the Electric Dreams staff in
making contact with all the essential people in the dream world, and will be
responsible for putting this information together once a month for
publication. This is a really fun position and you can expand then news as
you like. In the past, we have included reviews of dream books, dates for
conferences, seminars, talks and other events, new websites and research
news and requests.

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News Briefs:

Please see Kelley Bulkeley’s article
Dreams and the 2004 Presidential Election
http://www.kellybulkeley.com/articles/2004_election.htm

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Jung Talk Forums are back up and running. Please visit at:
http://www.cgjungpage.org/talk/

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Regional Conferences for the
International Association for the Study of Dreams:
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Garfield, Nofzinger, Pannier, Van de Castle and more
November 20 - 21, 2004
at the Society for Contemporary Craft
2100 Smallman Street
Pittsburgh, PA 15222
http://www.nauticom.net/www/netcadet/dahpage.html
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Research Request: Dreams of the 2004 US Presidential Election

Have you or anyone you know dreamed about the 2004 US Presidential
election? For example, dreams about the candidates (e.g., George W. Bush,
John Kerry, Dick Cheney, John Edwards, Ralph Nader), the major issues (e.g.,
terrorism, war in Iraq, economy), and/or the election process itself? If
yes, please contact Kelly Bulkeley, Ph.D. at <kellybulkeley@...>
for inclusion in an ongoing research project on dreams and politics. In
addition to describing the dream(s) in as much detail as possible, please
also include the dreamer’s age, gender, state of residence, political
affiliation, and ideas about what the dream(s) might mean. All dream reports
will be kept confidential, and if you like you will receive comments about
your dreams from Dr. Bulkeley.

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Online Course: "All About Your Dreams"
Teaches the Gayle Delaney, Ph.D. Dream Interview method of interpretation at
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http://university.barnesandnoble.com/
The courses are now free and run about every 2 or 3 months.
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An Excerpt From The Lucid Dream Exchange

By Lucy Gillis

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In LDE 32 Ralf Penderak discusses how WILDs (wake initiated lucid dreams)
helped him to deal with a fear of death.
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Wake Induced Lucid Dreams Helped Me Deal With My Fear Of Death
(c) Ralf Penderak, Germany

Nur der kann mit Bewutsein leben, dessen Leben zu(m) Grunde gegangen ist, er
den 'Tod' erlitten hat; nur derjenige kennt seine Erfahrung und seine
Lebensform, der über ihre Grenzen 'hinausgeflogen' ist.

Merely that may live with consciousness, who's life went under, who suffered
'death'; only he knows his experience and his form of life, who did 'fly'
beyond its borders.

Hans Peter Dürr, Traumzeit, 1985

How I come to deal with dreaming and dying When it dawned on me, that I
wouldn't only volunteer for, but also present at this conference, it was
clear to me from the beginning to join Cynthia Pearson's long term
journaling panel. I kept a journal of day and night dreams ever since I was
sixteen, with changing intensity, and guess I did profit by doing so.

The topic of my presentation was also clear to me, I didn't have to search
long, because I felt sure that my dreams, especially those called wake
induced lucid dreams, helped me cope with situations of suffering and dying
in my nursing work. What is wake induced lucid dreaming? Wake induced lucid
dreaming means entering the dreamstate consciously. It means preserving
awareness, while the body falls asleep and then to dream lucid right from
the start of the dream. Lucid dreaming means dreaming, while I know that I'm
dreaming. It means being aware I am in the dreamstate, while I'm dreaming.

As a child and youngster...

... encountering death makes me compassionate

So, how come the subject of death and dying touches me so deeply? As a
child, I well remember that I felt deep compassion with all living things. I
recall a scene, as a 10 year old boy when Ispent more than an hour saving
hundreds of midges from apparently drowning in a ditch. Today I know, they
were just "dying" as larva, but being "born" as midges. This example might
serve as an illustration of my emotions.

... encountering death wakes curiosity and fears

As a teenager I was fond of philosophy and everything challenging common
worldview, like telepathy, reincarnation, near death experiences. I was
fascinated, but this was in my head. In my guts I feared ghosts and
darkness. There are among the first dreams I wrote down at the age of
sixteen, one or two dreams similar to lucid dreams. Ever since, I tryed to
fall asleep consciously and to have lucid dreams, sometimes successfully,
but only since 1999, the age of 35 did I systematically learn to dream
lucid.

... encountering death makes me angry and feel guilty

As I mentioned, I'm a nurse. I started my nursing work at the age of
nineteen, after school had finished, doing alternative civilian service in
an old people's home instead of going to the army. Here the confrontation
with suffering and dying hit me like a hammer. At first I couldn't bear the
whole situation there, working with the people like in a production line,
due to sparse staff. I couldn't bear any one of the old folks getting worse,
being ill, even dying. My first reaction was anger, in a way I accused the
system, I even accused my colleagues of being guilty of the situation. I
felt guilty myself. I felt the old people so close to me.

All in all I wasn't ready to accept death, not ready to let go and to
separate myself from the suffering of the old people. But I found ways to
channel my emotions into action, I learned the basic nursing techniques and
learned to mobilise the old people, do gymnastic, sing with them. So at
least something had been done with all that energy.

As an adult ...

... I begin learning to cope with my fears of death

After alternative service I decided to become a registered nurse. I began
apprenticeship in 1987. Following is an example of falling asleep
consciously from that time:

July, 1st, 1987: "On The Way Into Sleep"

... a faint dream image: I'm pushing a hospital bed into a room, it is
hovering, everything is quiet, the bandage around the upper leg of the
patient lying in bed is loosening, he gets more naked. I get aware I'm
dreaming, the image is gone, just as I wanted to hold it, it was been there
just a moment ago. Strange. I feel myself lying below. The other Ralf - my
dreambody - is lying below me. I try to open up to this strange thought,
this strange feeling. The dream - image is rising again.

This dream shows, how much I identify with the suffering, but the special
feeling about this dream is the tranquility, an air of all this being sacred
somehow.

I didn't know much about lucid dreaming at that time. I wasn't acquainted
with that state of mind. But I began to discover the conscious way into
sleep, which later turned out to lead to experiencing my own "small" death
and learning to let go and accept dying.

... the link of dreaming and dying comes to my mind

After the apprenticeship I worked on a ward with patients suffering by from
cancer. Here we had psychological supervision in a group setting. That was
very helpful and I guess I made the best of it, because I was already into
caring for my dreams and emotions. After one year on that ward I began some
years of studying human medicine. From the time of this transition stems the
following nearly lucid dream:

July, 2nd, 1991, no title

I am dead. As a ghost I'm hovering around. The physics, I mean the quality
of substance, is confusing. I'm fearful. I'm hovering around some landscape.
Could be Badendorf (where I grew up) but is different. A view from another
dimension. I wonder, why I'm dead. I'm afraid, I can't return (to life). The
answer: I'm dealing so intensely with flying and lucid dreams, that it is
haunting me in my sleep, too. I think: So, that is the tribute on the way of
advancement, of the evolution of my consciousness. I'm flying to a human
being. I don't know who it is. He isn't material. Our bodies are overlapping
and there is a force field pushing us apart, like homonymous magnetic poles.
It is confusing.

This dream was incubated, I set my intention to fly and visit someone. This
intention was set by the exploring, fascinated researcher - self part of me.
But it unexpectedly lead me to face my fear of death. Only later did I
discover the link of my personal fear of death to my difficulties in coping
with dying of patients. But both are about accepting and letting go. And so,
more and more consciously and deliberately, I learned to let go, I went
through little personal deaths many times while trying to cross the border
to the land of dreams consciously. I feel this means learning to die for me.
It means letting go of my form of life, it means "flying" beyond its borders
in the sense of Dürr, whom I quoted at the beginning of this article.

... I deliberately face my "death" in wake induced lucid dreams Following is
an example of a wake induced lucid dream I experienced after two years of
systematically learning lucid dreaming. Please in the following report pay
particular attention to the shifting of my forms of life, to the transition
from perceiving my physical body to perceiving my dreambody in different
forms. Consciously going through these transitions is what I feel is
essential for me in my learning to die, in my learning to let go and accept
whatever there is.

Some explanations of upcoming terms:

"Hypnagogic imaginary", "hypnagogia" is what everybody sees on the way to
sleep, just these more or less fragmentary pictures occurring during onset
of sleep. "Sleep paralysis" is a word for our normal, every night inability
to move physical body during the sleep cycle. We are rarely conscious of
being in sleep paralysis, we normally experience our dreams in that time of
paralysis.

July, 24th, 2002, Dream: "Brachiating" into and Through a Dream:

I shift in and out hypnagogic imaginary. Sometimes I feel, as if I were in
sleep paralysis. I try to rub my hands to create/stabilize the dreambody.
One time I fail, I rub physical hands. I open my eyes, confirm it, but soon
am into deep relaxation again. Two times I succeed in rubbing my
dream-hands, but can't enter the dreamstate totally. Then I have enough of
lying on my back and turn onto my right side. I shift in and out of
hypnagogia again, until I am able to simply watch a picture:

An attractive woman stands in front of a green waste bin, turning her back
on me. The picture is fuzzy, but I watch it for maybe one or two seconds,
focusing on holding it in my mind, feeling detached, calm, observing. Then I
reach out (with my dreambody hands) for the bin (the lady had disappeared).
I actually feel the rim of the dream-bin in my dream-hands. I keep on
holding it, feel a rush of sexual arousal. For an instant pondering, I
decide to let it happen, although I think, I have better things to do. All
that actually happens is, that my dreambody rubs the bin briefly. Then,
cooled down, I have a look inside the bin: Empty.

I turn to focus on the dream-environment: Still looks fuzzy. I concentrate
on my hands, my mouth and tongue and my feet to set an anchor in the
dreamworld. At least it works for stabilising the dreambody. The visuals
stay blurry. But I can see cars, I touch them and "brachiate" from car to
car, I mean I'm pulling my dream-body forward with my arms, this seems to be
the only possibility at this time to move in any way. I am in a backyard of
a mansion, surrounded by tall grey walls. I find a passage, continue
brachiating through. As if my whole back were lame and weighs a ton. I can
only move my legs and arms to somehow push and pull my heavy body forward. I
ask myself, why it has to be this hard. Suddenly all the visuals fade, and
the dreambody, too. Only the right hand is still there and the point of
observation. I am now, circles around the hand through the grey void, as if
I am a satellite. I focus on the hand, feel it, suddenly there is a puddle,
there is water close to the hand, mirroring blue skies. From this "seed" the
new dreamscene grows: I am standing in a floor, heading towards another
room, where a window shows a mansion on the other side of the road. There
are some objects on a shelf on my left side. I touch them, but make my way
towards the window. A window pane on the other side of the road reflects
very bright sunlight. That is amazing to me, as I've rarely (or never) seen
such intense sources of light in dreams. ...

I want to know more and stare into the light. The circle of the sun gains
substance and I see blue skies now, too. The light isn't that intense
anymore. I remember, that staring at one point too long often causes
(premature) awakening. And so it is: I am immediately "back" in my physical
body, satisfied, nonetheless: I have finally made my way in and out of a
fully blown up dream with full awareness, without a gap of consciousness.

Now I hope you understand, why wake induced lucid dreaming means facing a
"little" personal death for me.

I learn to accept death applying my dreaming experience If there is some
effect of crossing the border to sleeping and dreaming consciously time and
again, it is loosing fear of the greater sleep and dream, we are all facing:
Our own death.

You may all know the wording: "Sleep is the little brother of death." Today,
when I'm with the dying patient, when all our efforts of preserving life
have failed, or when the patient declines to artificially prolong dying,
when all these questions are settled, I can simply be there. I don't feel
guilty, I'm not angry. I'm just there and accept and let go. And I believe,
that the dying is now experiencing a quest similar to mine, when I'm falling
asleep consciously.

Today I transfer from my dreaming experience, the knowledge that my way into
the unknown of death will be similar: A transition into a new form of life.

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X-ray Eyes and Heady DreamsJust What Is The Target?

An Experiment In Wide-Band Dream Telepathy

© 2004 Linda Lane Magallon

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Dream telepathy experiments traditionally use pictures as their targets. One
person serves as "sender," concentrating on the picture prior to sleep, with
the intent to create a mental broadcast for receptive dreamers to pick up.
Participants in the experiment go to sleep with the expectation that they
will serve as "receivers" of the incoming information in their dreams. When
they wake, they record their dreams and send the reports to a facilitator
who reviews all dreams, compares them with the target and writes a summary
of the results. Often, the facilitator and sender are the same person. Such
was the case when, late one October, I invited folks to dream with me (the
participant names in this article are pseudonyms).

Since I had used plenty of picture targets in previous experiments, I
thought this time I would try something new. It was my birthday week and I'd
already been inundated with a bonfire of small cake candles, so I selected a
larger candle from the family room to continue the theme. I carried it
upstairs, where I watched the flickering firelight as I sat in my bed.
Simple concentration on the target became boring, and I didn't want to zone
out while staring at it. So I decided to write a poem from the impressions I
gleaned while seeing, smelling, touching and trying to hear a sputter from
the lighted candle. In additional to sight, I was attempting to involve as
many of my senses as possible.

When the dreams came in, I found that nobody had focused on my poem and the
descriptions of the candle were very oblique. Lisa and Gwen noted eggs in
their dream reports and Henriette's dream talked about the moon. These
symbols might be considered subtle references to the candlewick's round,
glowing aura. Genevieve came closest when she perceived a bowl (the candle
had a holder) and a gold safety pin (both candle and holder were shades of
gold). In addition, her report mentioned "a receptacle that looked like it
was going to hold liquid...basking in...light".

Actually, the greatest number of references weren't to fire at all. Most
dreams talked about water instead. Why the elemental switch? Simple. The
dreamers weren't just concentrating on the candle; their psychic viewscreens
were wider than that. For instance, their dream pictures could expand to
include the person holding the candle. Namely, me.

After writing my poem, I held up the candle to gaze at it once again. When I
reached to place the candle back on the bedside table, I spilled melted wax
on my right arm and shoulder. It stung but did not burn me. I was upset over
having to get up and change my pajama top. Henriette perceived this scenario
the best, although she substituted black shoe polish for the golden candle
wax. "...she's made a mess. I'm mad and start cleaning it up," read her
report. She also talked about getting "splashed," but by water. The liquid
in the candle mouth had made a greater emotional impression than the solid
stick of wax or even the lighted wick. It also made a literal impression on
my skin, one I could feel acutely, until I cleaned it off. So was emotion
the carrier of information or sensory experience? Or both?

Dreamers didn't just open their inner camera lenses to take in more space.
As with most psychic information, their perceptual range includes an
expansion of time, backwards and forwards.

Earlier in the day I had been working with my Rider-Waite Tarot deck. Like
traditional targets, these were pictures, and very evocative ones at that.
Lisa dreamt that Gwen brought her to a psychic reader who had Tarot cards.
On her part, Gwen dreamt, "Linda is up in front and she is telling us about
our correspondences in dreaming." A numbered list of the correspondences was
tacked to her dream wall; Gwen especially noticed numbers 8 and 18. In
Tarot, #8 is the card of Strength, which had been the central focus of my
reading. #18 is the Moon card. Henriette dreamt, "I see all the phases of
the moon from new to crescent to last quarter to full." The Rider-Waite
rendition does seem to illustrate more than one moon phase, collapsed into a
single symbol.

Tarot cards can be packed with personal significance, but it wasn't just the
archetypal characteristics that caught the dreamers' attention. Their shape
and the tactile action involved in the reading did, too. Laura simply dreamt
of "cards being passed around." Tammy awoke with an image of boxes with
"numbers and symbols...2 or 3 per box and I am arranging them." Tammy made a
sketch of her "boxes" and, to me, they look like cards all in a row. They
have the right rectangular proportions: longer vertically than width-wise.

The connections with my life went farther into the past. At the beginning of
the month, I'd been interviewed by a reporter from our local paper about
dream symbols and how they might relate to the California Lottery (it was a
tongue-in-cheek piece). The newspaper article with my interview appeared on
my birthday and someone took it seriously enough to call me on the phone. At
6:00 in the morning. Ugh. The folks at a San Francisco station, KWSS, woke
me up to ask me to...dream the winning lottery numbers!

Karl resonated with this incident the best. He dreamt that he was on a break
at work in San Francisco (he didn't live or work in the city). "...there is
something odd about my job: (it) somehow includes the job of "producing
dreams." Karl stops by the house of an old friend because he thinks the
friend can help him "produce dreams." Instead, the friend "wants to talk
about this other project or experiment going on: a radio station something
like KPFA is broadcasting some kind of sound or wave..."

Laura time-traveled backward even further. She zeroed in on the emotional
turmoil that characterized the dreamworkers meeting at which I had first met
Genevieve. "...a feeling of Gothic and intricate family intrigue and
history" was a good summary of the undertones of the event. She picked up
more specific characteristics, like the fact that I had become quite angry.

Both events - the dreamworkers' meeting plus the abrupt wake-up call and
subsequent challenge - involved intense emotions. I suspect both incidents
were still "etched" in aura, the aura that surrounds my body, that is, not
the candle's. Telepathic dreamers don't just about perceive the surface of
reality. They delve beneath, like a Tarot reading, to perceive information
floating in hidden psychic wave bands.

There definitely was a trickster in the group (Gwen dreamt about a "sacred
clown"). It was Laura. Along with her dream report, Laura sent along a
clipping from a San Francisco newspaper. The clipping turned out to be yet
another target, which neither I nor the rest of the group saw until after
the official sending date. It was an interview column: a reporter had gone
into the city streets to ask questions of passers-by. The question of the
day was "Do You Have Happy Dreams?" Most of the interviewees had replied in
the affirmative. The lone dissenter had ended her description of a nightmare
with the phrase, "Luckily, that's when I woke up." Perhaps that's why Lisa
dreamt about a "Lucky's" grocery store. Another interviewee had mentioned
that one of his happy dreams was a "picnic."

Gwen was the one who best honed into Laura's target. Right smack in the
middle of the column, a woman responded "yes" to the inquiry about happy
dreams. "They're almost vacations," she said. "Always something to do with
the ocean and water. I think it means I should do my calling and find a job
as a scuba diver." The woman is described as a "temp office worker/scuba
diver." I have been both. In fact, I learned to scuba dive on vacation in
Hawaii. In Gwen's dream she is making a comment about Hawaii. A woman
responds that "you get free food (lucky groceries again) and one week
vacation when you start a job over there." Furthermore, Gwen is offered a
part in a play...as an *airtank*!

Three other participants dreamt about beaches, another reflection of the
Hawaiian theme. One beach had a pier, perhaps because the interviewees were
being questioned at the San Francisco waterfront.

Since I didn't know about the newspaper column, I joined the rest of the
group as a psychic reader. I had a dream whose phraseology strangely
paralleled Karl's dream. In both cases, we noticed discrepancies in our
dreams, but neither became lucid. Karl recognizes that his "dream mother is
white, whereas the real (woman) was black." My dream says, "I realize that
(our cat) has tiger markings, unlike waking life, where she is black." The
scuba woman smack dab in the middle of the column was Black. And, believe it
or not, her last name was *Tiger*.

Speaking of critters, Karl dreamt of a dinosaur. So did I. Was Karl dreaming
my dream or was I dreaming his? Sometimes, it can be hard to say. But in
this case, I nominate my own dream (I'd also been thinking and talking about
dinosaurs...in terms of dream symbols). As sender, my dreams of the night
served as yet another target for inquisitive participants.

Okay, let's see where we are now. In a dream telepathy experiment,
participants can dream of the sender's target, the sender's life and the
sender's dreams. Conversely, the sender can dream of their lives and dreams.
Both may ignore the "official" target for spontaneous alternatives, probably
because they are more interesting!

The opportunities for psychic "hits" in a dream telepathy experiment are
many-fold. Nowadays, I never limit myself to looking for correspondences
with the official target. There are far more possibilities than can be
discovered through that limited peep-hole. Psychic dreams don't dream like
the old radio analogy: tuning into a single station for news. They've joined
the Interweb generation. They dream wide-band.

I haven't even mentioned other networks, like connections with friends,
family and member of other concurrent dreaming projects. And retrocognitive
links with past projects. And precognitions of things to come. And, most of
all, the multitude of links between participants, including some that seem
to have no connection with waking life at all. Truly, there's a huge field
of dreams in the world of psi.

http://members.aol.com/caseyflyer/flying/dreams.html
(Dream Flights)



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THE VIEW FROM THE BRIDGE

October, 2004

"Presidential DaFuMu"

Jean Campbell

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The month of October has been full of DaFuMu dreaming on The World Dreams
Peace Bridge. We have dreamed "dreams of great good fortune" into the
world, starting with the week of the International Day of Peace on September
28, and extending to October 17, when the Peace Bridge celebrated its third
anniversary as a group.

But the current DaFuMu is about the upcoming Presidential elections in the
United States.

Last week, May Tung suggested that we dream about the elections. Valley
Reed countered with this statement:

I was thinking of DAFUMU for Monday and Tuesday also, but for a different
reason. The Day of the Dead, dia de la muerte is celebrated. Monday is The
return of the children who have crossed over, and Tuesday is the return of
the adult ancestors. I was thinking it would be a good time to remember the
children who have lost their lives, and the ask for the assistance of the
ancestors to help us in this time SO WE CAN BEST SERVE A PEACEFUL FUTURE FOR
THE CHILDREN.

The monarchs butterflies are migrating now, and the legend is that the
return of the butterflies to mexico are the souls of the children returning
home.

VALLEY

To which May responded:

Dear Valley, For some reason, your mail brought tears to my eyes. The
children, of course. And, ah, the butterflies: what a dream image they will
make!

Yes, ALL DREAMERS, let's dream on Monday and Tuesday nights for the
children. Our candle lights will be butterflies for the children.

And so it happened that the Presidential DaFuMu became a dream for the
children. We hope that you will join us in dreaming a peace filled future
for the children of the world.

This does not mean, of course, that there has been no talk about the
elections, or about how the world is looking right now. In fact, one of the
most important things about participating in a world-wide group of dreamers
means that there is, automatically, a change in perspective toward a world
context, rather than a national context. For example, in the U.S. it may
have passed notice that Australia recently held elections too. And the
results were about as conservative as that country has had in a long, long
time.

When May commented about George Bush, " What puzzles me is, still so many
people CANNOT see through this very shallow fellow! What does it say about
the American populace???", Kathy responded from Australia:

"Dear Baomei - we have a similar person as Prime Minister here and the
people re-elected him just recently although he was clearly shown to lie, to
have no compassion, no policies for any future in Australia or with our
neighbouring countries etc. Why was he re-elected?

1. In his campaign he made people fearful of what would happen under a
Labour Government re interest rates - and as most people have HUGE
mortgages - they voted for his spurious promise to keep interest rates lower
than a Labour Government would. i.e he LIED and fed FEAR
2. He became the big spender in the election - all spending aimed at
marginal seats. I.E. HE LIED and spread DESIRE.
3. The opposition party (Labour) - deliberately made itself a "small
target" - i.e. it agreed with every contentious issue so there would be no
real political issues in the campaign (e.g. they agreed with the "free"
trade agreement with the US even though they knew that it would disadvantage
australia). i.e. they HID from their responsibility because of the GREED
to gain power (but missed!)
4. So although they Labour Party held its own - the quirks of our political
process meant that Howard (the Prime Minister) re-gained office with more
power and total control of both houses of parliament.
BUT oh I hope that more sanity comes to the US after your elections.
Kathy"

Leading May to comment about public figures who feed off fear and paranoia.

But how different it is to enter an election period with comments from the
rest of the world coming in. Brenda Mallon commented from England: "We are
having a lot of coverage about the election here too. Michael Moore was on
TV taking part in 'Question Time' a BBC discussion programme. It was live
from MIami and was electric. Let's hope all who can vote get a chance to do
so and we see democracy in action."

Along with the conversation about the Presidential DaFuMu came another
conversation about American imperialism, and the feelings this engenders
elsewhere in the world. With Kotaro's permission, May shared a conversation
they had been having privately about the sign outside a U.S. military base
in Japan:

Dear Dreamers, below is an exchange between Kotaro and me, about a sign
outside of a U.S. military base, warning the Japanese people not to enter,
that they will be punished "under Japanese law." I asked K. if he'd be
willing to share this post on the Bridge. He now asks me to do it because
it's hard for him to tell of how this discussion started! I figured, how do
we ever start any issue? That's our genius!
One question to Ralf, How do the German people feel about U.S. military
bases? and Jeremy, if you are around, do you sense the Koreans' feelings?
Would they share that w/ you, an American? May

A statement from Kotaro's original post to May reads as follows:

The Japan-U.S. Security Treaty is the bottle neck problem. It was concluded
between U.S. And Japan at San Francisco sep. in 1951. There was/is the
conclusion that U.S. Army stay and have their own basement in Japan in
purpose of Japanese security. This treaty was revised twice, in 1960 and
1970. The fighting against this treaty was very hard in 1960. Many citizens
and students rose up and also there was some left parties in the Diet. In
1970, so called student power was exploded everywhere in Japan. I was 17
years old and witnessed many bloody fighting between students and polices.
While these years, very powerful army, navy and air force have been growing
up silently in Japan, the Self Defense Force.

As far as this treaty exists, I believe that Japan is a subject state of
U.S.A. , or another star on the flag of U.S.A....

...Every time when I see the containers I really feel a gross insult and
strong anger against those who believe only in physical powers. I have been
totally against this treaty since my childhood but in 1970 I didn't
participated any kind of student power activity because they were fighting
for the fighting, and any kind of reason would be welcome for them. Their
behavior was completely same as those of fanatic crowd.

Much love,
Kotaro

Kathy joined in on this discussion, saying:

Dear Baomei and Kotaro - ah the US is in the process of establishing bases
in Australia - and it makes me MAD!!!
Mad at the US for its arrogant dominance.
Mad at Australia for its submissive acceptance.
But then I think all dominant countries have sought to do this; all weaker
countries have also sought this kind of connection. This is just how we act
at the moment. BUT wouldn't it be amazing to organize the world in a
different manner!
Kathy

A final reminder came this month from Ilkin in Turkey, that even those of us
with the best intentions for peace need to be much more aware of other
cultures. Here's what she said after I wished her a blessed Ramadan. First
she pointed out that this was the very first time that anyone had sent
Ramadan greetings to her, despite the fact that she regularly sends holiday
greetings to her Christian, Jewish and Buddhist friends.

"I am not a religious one," she said. " I am not a nationalist one but can
you please try to put yourselves in my shoes once and ask yourselves what
would you feel ( and there are millions behind me who cannot think as open
minded as I am). Wouldn't it be belittling, wouldn't it be sad, and most
important WHAT WOULD YOUR DREAMS BE?????."

The members of the World Dreams Peace Bridge invite you to join us in a
Presidential DaFuMu this week. If you would like to join the discussion
group for the Peace Bridge, just send a post to
worlddreams-subscribe@yahoogroups.com. Visit our web site at
www.worlddreamspeacebridge.org to learn more about our adventures in dream
activism.




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Dream: k5 soulbox

Stan Kulikowski II

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=( yseterday was saturday. my mother was not feeling well enough for our
usual dinner out, so she stayed home while i only went out to blockbuster to
get some videos. i did not feel too bad all evening, as some evenings my
body aches after i eat. my blood sugar levels was better yesterday, but that
does not seem directly related to when i hurt or not. i got to bed around
01:00 when the videos ended. i have been trying to take the sonata sleeping
pills which do not work as well as the ambien. sonata wears off after a few
hours, so i often wake up around 03:00 or 04:00. but at least if i can get
back to sleep, i can sometimes dream which does not happen with ambien. )=

the board meeting of the macintosh user group is coming to an end. when the
others are ready to leave, i see a young man who has come for the first
time. he tells me that he is worried that the local school board is wasting
money buying unnecessary and useless software for its schools. if their
teachers would just learn how to write some applescript, they could save the
money and do better with their lesson plans. i tell him that he should
present this information at one of our next meeting. he is a little
reluctant to accept this responsibility alone, so i tell him that i will
help him. we agree to meet later this week to finalize his availability. i
know that the board is always glad of volunteer for the monthly meetings,
but teachers are usually reluctant accept anything that requires them to
learn anything new.

i am soon back on campus of wright state university in ohio. i spend most of
the evening in a small windowless office preparing powerpoint and web
displays for my classes. it is quite late when i am finally ready to leave.
i take the underground tunnels out of the building which connect over to
allyn hall.

before i get to the exit to the western parking lot where i usually leave my
car, a middle aged man from china comes out of a side door. he is dressed in
western clothing that does not fit him very well.

"at last you have come." he says to me. i do not know him so i wonder how it
is he is expecting me. perhaps he has confused me with someone else. "take
this box. it is your destiny."

he hands me a small cardboard box, just large enough to hold in both hands.
the sides have been wet and have split and discolored when it dried. i can
smell sea salt on it. this is not very impressive for a destiny.

before i can ask anything he turns to leave. "i will lead them away from
you. you must hurry to find yi ling."

he quickly goes down the tunnel in the direction that i came from. it is not
long after he has gone that i see some shadows part from the dark corners
and move on their own accord, following the man from china. i get a chill
feeling as they pass me. somehow i recognize them as shadow ninjas, deadly
assassins of k5.

as i go out into the parking lot the sky is starting to get light with dawn.
i open the cardboard box which falls apart in my hands. inside there are
several silk scarves with oriental writing painted on them and an ornately
carved oval box.

i have seen this kind of object in books. it is called a soulbox. the wood
of the box is dark red, probably like rosewood and it has a slight pleasant
smell to it. i do not try to pull off the lid, but as soon as i touch it, i
get a mystical wave of images projected into my mind. inside there is a
simple contract written in a language i can not read, but i know it says
that the daughter of yi ling will marry whoever presents this soulbox and he
will become the undisputed leader of k5.

i slip the box with its silk scarves into my pocket and start to look for my
car. i am uncertain about this contract being my destiny, but i do not doubt
that the lid of the soulbox would not lift off for many other people.
perhaps it will not even do so for me as i am reluctant to try just now. it
does not seem to be the right time. the western parking lot is empty, so i
turn to the northern area to look for my car.

the northern parking area has several islands of overgrown bushes in it, so
i have to walk around to see all of it. passing one of these, i see a large
insect on the ground by one of the light poles. its thick body is heavily
camouflaged, shaped like a maple leaf. its two front legs also have smaller
leaf designs, but its carapace is tough like leather even though the entire
insect looks fragile. i wonder what kind of predator might eat such tough
bug that it has evolved such defenses.

no sooner do i pass by than a large section of the shrubbery detaches itself
and pounces over to bite the leaf insect in two. i see now that this animal
is a salamander about the size and coloration of a small tiger. i turn back
to examine this creature closer.

the salamander is placidly chewing the insect when i come over. i have never
seen an amphibian this size before although i recall some drawings of them
in paleontology textbooks. i get too close to this one as it grabs hold of
right boot when it goes for the other half of its meal. i feel a tooth
puncture the leather of my boot and sink into the sole, but it passed just
between my toes so i am not hurt. it takes me little bit to shake my foot
free. the salamander does not seem upset by the encounter and goes back to
finishing its bug when i get free of it.

i decide that i better get some distance from the large carnivore, as it
might develop a taste for my shoe. as i hurry around the parking island, i
find another salamander waiting. it is crouching in wait of its prey and
looks quickly my way when i come into view.

i jump over it as it leaps to where i was standing. the creature snarls and
turns around looking for me. if i let myself fall back to earth, it will
surely catch me, so i concentrate to remain levitated above the salamander.
apparently their necks are not constructed for easy viewing in the vertical
dimension, so i remain safe as long as i am aloft.

by moving my arms, i manage to swim upward and forward a way to greater
safety. but passing the next light pole, i see a larger white salamander has
climbed halfway up the pole and is just at the same level that i am.
fortunately, it does not seem interested in me so i manage to pass it by.

when i am further away, the hungry one on the ground does see and scurries
over to leap up at me. its teeth clash together just short of my feet. i
concentrate harder to gain more altitude. i manage to catch a friendly
breeze which takes out of the north parking area where i can relax and come
back to earth.

passing by the quadrangle on the eastern side of allyn hall, i head back to
the southern lot. near the back side of the building there is a wall with a
sloping driveway that goes down to the basement loading dock. i hear a radio
playing some old rock and roll music. there is a car with its radio on. it
was lent to me and belongs to the brother of a friend of mine. i have the
keys in my pocket. i must have left the radio playing yesterday evening when
i parked it here. when i unlock the door to get in, i hope that there is
enough juice left in the battery to start. the engine barely turns over when
i turn the key, but it does manage to fire up. i know i can not drive all
the way to china to find the daughter of yi ling, but it is a start.

=( awake at 07:50. even though it is a little early for me to get up, i can
not get back to sleep. in a little while i turn on the computer to enter
this dream into my journal files. the name 'yi ling' is not familiar to me,
just a generic chinese name as far as i know. the term 'k5' does not have
much associations for me. 'l5' is a lagrange gravitation point, probably the
one behind the moon. 'm5' i think is a highway designation around london.
'mi5' is a british spy organization. i had a feeling that 'k5' meant there
were five branches of this organization, assassins being one of them, but
that was hazy background awareness. i did my undergraduate studies at wright
state university when it had just opened. this allyn hall was about the only
building on campus when i started there. the leaf bug and the large
salamanders were nice images, but there seems to be a constant threat under
this dream, first with the shadow ninjas then the snapping amphibians. the
biting at my feet seems related to my health problems as my feet hurting is
the main symptom. i wish i had the feeling of a destiny, even one that
involves a relationship to an unknown woman. )=

--

stankuli@...
. i swear it happened just like this:
=== a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss,
| | and the gates of love, they budged an inch,
--- but nothing much has happened since.
-- l cohen (1992) closing time




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Deleuzian Difference and Non-Representational Dreamwork

Richard Catlett Wilkerson

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Illustrated version:
http://www.dreamgate.com/pomo/deleuze_dreams04oct.htm

Key: DR = Difference and Repetition by Gilles Deleuze.


"Representation fails to capture the affirmed world of difference.
Representation has only a single center, a unique and receding perspective,
and in the consequence a false depth. It mediates everything, but mobilizes
and moves nothing." DR p, 56

In Difference and Repetition[ii], Gilles Deleuze sets forth an odd phrase,
the repetition of difference. The example given is of Monet's Water Lilies,
a series of paintings where, according to Deleuze, each water lily repeats
the first, but is never the same. Instead, it repeats the pure difference of
the original. The same is said of Carnival and Bastille Day, where the
subsequent festivals repeat the initial festival, but never the same.

Difference in Deleuze is a creative difference, usually spoken of in terms
of multiplicities of transformation that reside alongside the actual. These
creative differences are the change in all changes, the process that
continues across time, repeating itself differently through novel
transformations set out on alternative trajectories. This is a poetic way
of saying it. The philosophical deductions are somewhat more involved.

First, Deleuzian difference is not the same difference as in difference
between two things, but rather difference as concept that has freed itself
from similarity and contrary, and opposition and contradiction, a concept of
productive difference that resides alongside the actual and produces the
actual and the change in the actual, but is not itself actual. This essay
will develop these ideas, but because the development difference in Deleuze
is of a difference that resides in multiple, alternative realities, I will
sometimes use d-difference (d-eleuzian) or v-difference (v-irtual), pure
difference (purified of actual) and difference-in-itself, (not subsumed
under identity and the same) to refer to this Deleuzian difference. Other
times I will simply use the term alone, to indicate that v-difference and
difference as we normally use the term share some superficial connections.

Beneath the boardwalk, the beach!

The dream seems almost a perfect laboratory for this process. In sacrificing
the heavier, slower aspects of material reality for a lighter, more
transformative material, the dream seems the perfect environment to stage
d-difference and come into relation with the core of creativity. In waking
life, the things that change rapidly are suspect and dangerous. They are the
blinking commercials, the rushing crowd, the frantic animal, the unstoppable
robot, the swerving car. We have to stay out of their way. But in the
dream, transmutation of the objects of our consciousness are not so harmful.
Transmogrification (changed, as if by magic) is almost expected and a key
note of dreaming.

Still, centuries of theories of representational dream imagery and
symbolism tend to make the dream the worse place to find a transformative
power that resists and subverts representations. Some de-construction many
be needed to remove the concrete sidewalks and asphalt highways of theory
that have crusted over our dream life. The first step is to find a place
for creative difference to emerge by peeling back some of the theories that
tie difference to the same.

Aristotle and Categorical Difference.

Aristotle used difference to divide and create divisions within being. We
learn about the difference between plants and animals, between men and
women, between the living and dead. In other worlds, distribution into sets.
And behind any division into categories is always a higher similar category.
Thus the two apples are different because one is red, the other green. But
red and green what? Apples. What if we just put all red things in one
category and green in another, what higher category is this subsumed under?
Well, things sort-able for one.

In place of this set theory of difference under the similar, Deleuze will
ask how we can make these things have a more profound difference, a
difference that makes them fall outside a category. Difference between
things gives way to how the thing itself becomes different, difference in
itself.

If we base difference on the judgment of things into sets, then we are in
the realm of identity and representation. Identity (sure things) and
representation (a thing standing in for something else). Its either a
judgment of common sense (is this an apple or an orange?) or good sense
(Which is better to each?). Why abandon common and good sense? Deleuze
argues that this view is incomplete and static in its abstract categories,
hardly addressing the full becoming of things. In other words, things have
a way of becoming, and this is independent of what they are. Deleuze sees
the judgment of what they are as artificial. The natural appeals to the way
things really are, in their eternal ideal and natural way, and so then the
appeal is to their essence and stable identity.

Real difference then, is difference in process.

However, replacing static being with dynamic becoming is harder than it
first appears. We can essentialize becoming as well, and then shift from
natural things to natural processes. Rather, Deleuze will substitute
virtual multiplicities in place of essence and identity, and similar
morphogenetic processes at work in place of categories. Genes then don't
follow a map to construct a being, but rather are a collection of processes
that each does a particular thing to protoplasm. These tiny particulars just
do what they do, they don't attempt to fill out some kind of plan. In the
end, it appears as if they have followed a plan, because we see a wide
variety of, say, oak trees, and note their similarities. But the similarity
is in the microprocesses, not the same map.

In dreamwork we may come upon a dream of an eagle. We begin essentializing
the dream eagle by asking what it represents, and categorizing it by its
nature. The eagle is a bird, and birds soar like the spirit and so on. If
the bird represents our own spirit, then we begin discussing the state of
our own spirit in terms of the behavior of the eagle. Is our spirit soaring,
diving, sick, have something in its claws, is seeking something for its baby
eaglettes and so on. If we drop the categorization, we can begin to look
for the morphogenetic [iii] processes that produce the dream eagle. Instead
of the waking life eagle and the dream eagle sharing something of the same
nature, we can now say they share something of the same processes that give
rise to each. That is, dream eagle and waking eagle have both undergone
some common processes. But there is a caution here. If the common processes
are just a re-working of the eternal natures, we haven't really done
anything essential different. Similarities of process are still abstract
similarities, not creative differences. To undermine the return of
essences, the concept of multiplicities is used.

How can multiplicities help? Won't this just multiply the problem? If
multiplicities were just more-of-the-same, this would be true. But Deleuzian
multiplicities (d-multiplicities) are not so much multiples of the same as
they are swarms of alternatives or virtual difference. Landa[iv] refers to
them as specifiers of structures of possibility, structures of a kind of
space that is in creative time. We might poetically look at multiplicities
as flows of time without content, creative spaces in continual
transformation. Or mathematically we can look at these somewhat like the
manifolds of calculus. These spaces have many dimensions, but never a
supplementary dimension to which it is tied, as with surfaces and curves
tied to axes. Rather they are immanent; they lack extrinsic
coordinatization or unity. Essences have this external unity, (such as
rationality defining humanity) and are tied to that arch identity.
Multiplicities, swarms of d-difference, create planes of consistency, and
not kingdoms with kings. Rather than distribution in sets (this goes here,
that goes there) there can be nomadic distribution, and open distribution
without enclosure. " Here, there is no longer a division of that which is
distributed but rather a division among those who distribute themselves in
an open space, - a space which is unlimited, or at least without precise
limits" [v]

Dreamwork wise, we can talk about the way something fills a space rather
than how the space is divided. (Look, there seems to be more arising there
and there) These nomadic distributions introduce difficulties into set
structures of representation. In this sense, they are demonic rather than
divine, the gaps between territories, the intervals between the spaces, like
the demons that inhabit the time between the end of one year but before the
beginning of the next. The chorus in Oedipus speak of the demon who has
leapt further than the longest leap.

I'd like to give an example, but here is the rub. Examples come from the
world of representation. That is, they say, "Look, here, its like this and
that." One gets the feeling with an example that if the example is clear
enough, the concept will be understood. Contrast this notion of examples
with poetry. While most anyone can give a good example, not everyone can
write a good poem. But let's try it anyway.

Sarah arrives at the dream interpreters meeting with a dream that she would
like the group to interpret. "I had this dream last night," she says "I was
looking outside the kitchen window to see where the kids were playing when
black Raven that flew across a field. What do you think that means?"
Laura responded, "Well, the Raven is a symbol to the Greeks of a messenger -
and used to be white until Apollo didn't like one of its messages and turned
them all black. "
Bill say, "In many middle eastern countries, the Raven is a messenger of bad
news."
Tela said "Sarah, what part of you is like a raven?"
Michael asked "What has the Raven meant for you in the past?"

All the while all this was going on, Sarah began to sense something inside
her that was new, hard to place, even dangerous. Her good sense told her to
stay away from this area. She couldn't get a fix on it, and was afraid that
maybe IT would get a fix on her. It was something that just didn't fit in.
She tried to change to adapt, but IT changed as well. Now she began to see
that no matter how she re-organized, IT changed in a way that brought that
organization into question. Later, Sarah was able to talk about how this
strange repellent/attractor changed her life, began to inhabit her life,
became a way of seeing the whole world, became the new stream down which she
flowed. But these were again more like pale explanations. They did not get
at the truth, that the channels down with her life flowed did not just
change, but that the whole notion of channels had been undermined and the
streaming down channels had transformed in streaming outside of channels
like a swarm of ravens crossing a field. A mutual reorganization.

In other words, the representations and symbolic analysis may have had
their role in keeping Sarah's attention on the dream image, but it was that
something between the categories, something that undermined the whole notion
of categories, that provided the real transformational force.

"Things distribute themselves in a way that must remain opaque to an
understanding that attempts to fix categories" [vi]

If these representations are all we can be directly conscious of and help to
get the person focused, why attack them? Basically there is a need to free
up some space for d-difference to inhabit. The game of difference appears
to begin under representation, when really they are in mutual or reciprocal
relations of influence.

Hegel, Leibniz and Difference

Upon first inspection, it appears that Hegel and Leibniz both attempt to put
difference at the core and show that at the limit of identity, analogy and
similarity fail. For Hegel, where every thing finds is antithesis, there is
an endless cycle of incompleteness. A thing can never wholly find its own
stable identity nor be represented. For Liebniz, there are always
infinitely small differences that keep anything from being the same, and so
these tiny differences subvert the notion of a complete representation or
identity. But Deleuze feels they just don't go far enough, and identity and
representation return in the "analogy of essences" and the "similarity of
properties" [vii]

Hegel's categories are not as imposed from without as Aristotle's, they
evolve out the dialectic of thesis-antithesis-synthesis. However, Deleuze
does not feel this goes far enough. Difference here is found in
contradiction and not in its own positive power. Deleuze sees d-difference
involved in the endless play of disappearance and birth, creation and
destruction, but the approach is in how things become and are undone,
difference as a power in-itself. How do things evolve and change in a world
where the actual is just one movement in a flowing field of infinite
processes and alternatives? Deleuze argues for an extravagant, Dionysian or
orgiastic representation. In Hegel's difference, identity is unstable as
well, but there is just no break in the logic, (thesis-antithesis-synthesis)
and so an abstract net is placed over reality from without, and essence and
identity return in the synthesis, where the Real is revealed. Deleuze
wants a difference that is not based upon contradiction.

In Leibniz, identity is unstable due to infinitely small differences that
keep any identity from remaining uniquely different. Instead of essential
relations via contradiction, there is similarity of non-essences, or mutual
relation of them. Think how seemingly tiny events change the course of
history. She walked into the room at the wrong time, he hesitates before
crossing the street, the left instead of right path is taken. The path taken
and the one forsaken are different, but not contradictory. Rather, Deleuze
calls them vice-dictory. The alternatives vice-dict one another and play out
life in alternative ways. Though these tiny differences are not necessarily
related, the two paths can set up a reciprocal determination, though this is
not a normal causation. That is, the actual path and its alternatives are
connected by seemingly insignificant differences. From one moment to the
next, these divergents are carried forward along with the actual path.
Deleuze refers to them as being virtual, but meaning d-virtual, virtual in
the sense of almost-actual, virtually true. D-virtual repeats all the
alternatives becomings, but not actually. The actual is created out of these
d-virtual differences, but the virtual is not actual. Still, the virtual has
power, the power to create divergence. This power is carried along as well.
Deleuze refers to this creative divergent space as incompossibilty.

"..for each world a series which converges around a distinctive point is
capable of being continued in all directions in other series converging
around other points, while the incompossibilty of worlds, by contrast, is
defined by the juxtaposition of points which would make the resultant series
diverse. We can see why the notion of incompossibility in no way reduced to
contradiction and does not even imply real opposition: it implies only
divergence, while compossibility is only an analytic continuation which
translates the originality of the process of vice-diction. In the continuum
of the compossible world, differential relations and distinctive points thus
determine expressive centers (essences or individual substances) in which at
each moment, the entire world is contained from a certain point of view. "
(DR pg. 48)

And so from Liebniz, Deleuze pulls out the idea that infinitely small
spaces can make significant changes. This is one way of looking at why they
aren't conscious, they are just too small. On the other hand, its also why
experimenting and acting connect with these tiny divergents, regardless of
our consciousness (object consciousness) of them. Yes Liebniz does not go
far enough either. Though the spaces between two actual things can become
infinitely smaller, they always have an identity. Because the event is not
primarily an actual event for a conscious person, but rather the event is an
actual event surrounded by swarms of multiplicity, by infinite series of
alternatives, but continually transforming d-differences, then the event is
better seen as something which resist representation and subverts identity.
This makes an event a reconfiguration of intensities, of swarms of
d-difference that light up different relations in varying degrees of clarity
and obscurity. For dream events, the same holds true, and perhaps more so,
where tiny changes can lead to dramatic shifts.

Since Deleuze has defined real difference as the power of variance outside
of the actual, yet has a desire to engineer difference in a way that is
positive and creative, he needs an approach to a his definition that
doesn't get tied up in categories. That is, he needs to talk about how
d-difference works without referring to its nature or essence or identity.

The first way-it-works is as an experiment in freedom. "...every time we
find ourselves confronted or bound by a limitation or an opposition, we
should ask what such a situation presupposes. It presupposes a swarm of
differences, a pluralism of free, wild or untamed differences; a properly
differential and original space and time; al of which persist along-side the
simplifications of limitation and opposition. " (DR pg. 50)

This experimentation is not just a self and its objects. Rather it's the
setting free of a space, a rolling of the dice. "It is the temporary coming
together of an infinite series of pure differences in to a areas of more and
less clarity and obscurity, accounting to the experiment.... Real experience
of difference connects with as much as possible but it does not connect
objects in consciousness or memory. " (Williams, 76)

That is, object consciousness blocks the connections of real difference.
When Williams and Deleuze refer to experience, it is more like a momentary
fix on an eternally changing pattern, as when we see a wave form along an
ocean beach. When I awake from a dream, this fixation occurs rapidly. I
write in my dream journal, "I was walking across a field of corn, when
several Ravens flew by." But deep down, I know that the field was not
exactly of corn, and the flying things were not exactly Ravens, and their
movement across my field of vision wasn't exactly flying, and my
relationship to them was more than a man standing in a field watching them.

What exactly were they then? The point is that it was not the problem of a
faulty memory or identification process. Its not as though if I had stronger
faculties of mind I could identity the birds as Northern American Crows and
the corn field was really maize. It is that the dream Ravens were a swarm of
multiplicities, which became actualized as Ravens. In one sense I have
saved the dream by fixing it into representations, and on the other hand, I
have fixed a somewhat freer process, or excluded its alternatives. How to
hold both the fixed and its alternatives?

Deleuze counters the repetition of the same with the repetition of
difference and notes that difference must be affirmed in itself. This might
be seen as the difference between saying, "It's not a starling or a wild
crow, it must be a raven." and saying "Here, this becoming, this becoming
Raven," and all its supporting differences. One might think this would
become a burden, carrying forward the ever growing alternatives. However,
while d-difference affirms itself in making as many connections as it can,
it also lets go of any previous connections. Those connections that are
alive and affirming will continue along trajectories of their own course
without burdening the current event. Another way of saying this is that the
virtual differences are repeated while the actual differences/same are shed.

Deleuze uses Nietzsche's Eternal Return to help explain this. At one level
the Eternal Return was a test Nietzsche devised to examine how deeply once
could affirm one's life. If you could accept that you would live your very
same life over again and again throughout eternity without shrinking from
this prospect in horror, then your life was positive and self affirming. But
Deleuze uses the concept in a sense where the actual does not return, but
only pure difference. That is, the point of the test of the Eternal Return
is not Sartre's Nausea, where nothing can be changed, but rather a way to
uncover the superior form of everything that is. "Everything which cannot
pass the test of the eternal return -- all these must be denied. If eternal
return is a wheel, then it must be endowed with a violent centrifugal
movement which expels everything which 'can' be denied, everything which
cannot pass the test. " (DR. pg. 55)

We affirm that something that is itself not carried on. (when out waking
the dog, I forget that I am out walking the dog. I forget when I sing that
I'm singing).


Plato and Difference

Deleuze sees Plato's difference as involving selection. He sees that Plato
doesn't ask, which is categorically opposed or different, but first ask
which is best? This shifts the question to one of valuation. Normally we
follow Descartes, and ask what is the object, then talk about its attributes
and qualities. Deleuze wants to base the selections of creative difference
on valuations first. Plato had to resort to Myth to decide which was best,
and Deleuze parts from Plato here. That is, the myth is the measure of the
ideal for Plato. Objects can be judged according to how closely they
correspond to the ideal. (which is the best dog, which is the best singer).
Actual things can never be the ideal, but can participate in it to varying
degrees. Likewise in Spinoza, its not participation, but expression, and in
Nietzsche, its affirmation.

Rather than eternal ideals, which have to be imposed from without, Deleuze
suggest irresolvable problems, which emerge from within. Thus we can say of
Shakespeare's phrase "To be, or not to be, that is the question." expresses
or participates or affirms an eternal problem to some degree or another. It
is this kind of problematic that is the ground of all things.

Being "'corresponds' to the essence of the problem or the question as such.
it is as though there were an 'opening', a 'gap', an ontological 'fold'
which relates being and the question to one another. In this relation, being
is difference itself. Being is also non-being, but non-being is not the
being of the negative; rather it is the being of the problematic, the being
of problem and question. Difference is not the negative; on the contrary,
non-being is Difference" (DR 64)

This means one of the conditions of d-difference is that it avoids resolving
tensions between d-differences. There is no selection between the true and
pretenders of the true, as all things have the status of pretenders.[viii]

"Plato gave the establishment of difference as the supreme goal of
dialectic. However, difference does not lie between things and simulacra,
models and copies. Things are simulacra themselves, simulacra re the
superior forms, and the difficultly facing everything is to become its own
simulacrum, to attain the status of a sign in the coherence of eternal
return." (DR pg. 67)

...and more to the point that these virtual-differences are more than just
poor copies of an original, but rather challenge the whole notion of an
original:

"Everything has become simulacrum, for by simulacrum we should not
understand a simple imitation but rather the act by which the very idea of
model or privileged position is challenged and overturned. ... It is here
that we find the lived reality of the sub-representational domain. (DR pg.
69)

Ideas then inhabit this sub-representational domain as well. Ideas become
multiplicities of pure difference. Ideas, no longer fixed to identities,
begin to enter into and give shape to the flux. A species may be said to
express and idea. It is its own set of questions and problems. The species
may not have an essence or plan, but rather carries forward its
problematics, a multiplicity of becomings that occur and reoccur,
transforming, transmuting, and affirming themselves in the eternal cycle of
genesis and creation. Impossible to represent, we can connect with them by
entering into a creative field, and improvisational stance, and experimental
play.

It is interesting how closely this definition follows that of the dream. A
creative field not (essentially) tied to direct ego will, an autonomous
zone, an improvisational movement, an experimental play. "This may frighten
us a little. Dreams are often socially transgressive. As Marc Ian Barasch
says in Healing Dreams, "They chafe at boundaries, championing the rude,
lewd, and wholly unacceptable."

Though the recorded dream will be mediated by abstract consciousness and
fixed in an actual narrative, this very recording or fixing is in the
direction of and tolerance of a kind of object consciousness that is more
and more able to carry with it the alternatives that surround it. That is,
not only is attention to dreaming itself a model of the swarm of
alternatives around waking life, but within the dream itself there is
openness to alternatives as well. Though most dreamworks and interpretative
methods rely theoretically upon notions of representation, the actual
engagement of the dream, regardless of the theory, engages the waking ego in
a more complete reality. Perhaps as we challenge the limits and boundaries
of representational dreamwork, these engagements may become even more
significant and profound.


References

i. DR p. 49.
ii. Deleuze, Gilles (1994/1968). Difference and Repetition. Paul Patton,
Trans. Columbia University Press: Columbia.
iii. "morphogenetic" is a term I borrowed from Manuel Delanda's Intensive
Science and Virtual Philosophy. 2002, Continuum : New York.
iv. Ibid
v. DR p. 36
vi. Williams, James (2004). Gilles Deleuze's Difference and Repetition: A
Critical Introduction and Guide. Edinburgh University Press: Edinburgh.
vii. DR p. 49.
viii. See my paper on Dream Replicants (below)
http://dreamgate.com/pomo/transgressive_dreamwork.htm

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Deleuze, Gilles (1983/1962). Nietzsche and Philosophy. Translated by Hugh
Tomlinson. New York: Columbia University.

Deleuze, Gilles (1994/1968). Difference and Repetition. Paul Patton, Trans.
Columbia University Press: Columbia.

Deleuze, Gilles and Guattari, Felix (1972/1977). Anti-Oedipus: Capitalism
and Schizophrenia. Preface by Michel Foucault. Translated by Robert Hurley,
Mark Seem, and Helen R. Lane

Deleuze, Gilles and Guattari, Felix (1987). A Thousand Plateaus: Capitalism
and Schizophrenia. Trans by Brian Massumi. Minneapolis: University of
Minnesota Press.

Hegel, G.W.F. (1830). Philosophy of Mind. Translated by William Wallace
http://www.hegel.net/

Nietzsche, Frederich (1967). Basic Writing of Nietzsche. Translated by
Walter Kaufmann. New York: The Modern Library.

Plato (online). http://etext.library.adelaide.edu.au/aut/plato.html

Wilkerson, Richrad (2000). Dream Replicants and the Emergence of Simulacra.
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Critical Introduction and Guide. Edinburgh University Press: Edinburgh.


More essays on non-representational dreamwork can be found on the Postmodern
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A six-legged cat man…a gigantic cauldron at the top of the ladder…cats in a
refrigerator…red hearts flying out a laughing guy’s mouth…choking on a white
dove stuck in a throat…another colorful and fascinating dream section of
Electric Dreams!

Dream title: ?
Dream date: ?
Dreamer name: J
Dream text: This past week I have had the same dream. I’m sitting in my room
and all of the sudden this car crashes through my window. This big huge guy
comes out of the car, rapes me, stabs me then goes and stabs my parents and
my sisters
Dream comments: none

Dream title: rolling
Dream date: 1986
Dreamer name: anonymous
Dream text: In my dream I was roller skating down a highway that was like a
sine wave. I was exhilarated. I was going to visit my cousin, Margaret.
Dream comments: none

Dream title: The Bubble
Dream date:
Dreamer name: anonymous
Dream text: In this dream, I was in a crowd of people who were all trying to
get to a ladder. I was moved along with the crowd til, at the top of the
ladder, I saw that we were on the edge of a gigantic cauldron. We moved
around the perimeter and I saw that at a certain place the people were
jumping into the cauldron which seemed to be full of soup. I struggled to
remove myself from the line but there was nowhere to escape to. At last I
stood at the jump off point and refusing to jump, I turned into a bubble and
floated away.
Dream comments: none

Dream title: Running
Dream date: 9-16-04
Dreamer name: anonymous
Dream text: I was running from an unknown person or thing down a street
lined with homes. I came upon a refrigerator that was left on the curb for
trash pickup. I climbed inside the fridge to hide. While inside the
refrigerator I could here meowing from a cat coming from above me. I got out
of the fridge and opened the freezer door and there were several cats
inside. They were very friendly and I pet them and fed them cat food. I then
found myself walking a wooded trail in an apartment complex where everyone I
was close to lived in my dream. I was happily chatting with everyone on my
walk. I noticed my ex-boyfriend was stalking me and started to run away from
him. It was then that I woke up
Dream comments: none

Dream title: psycho
Dream date: 9/17/04
Dreamer name: anonymous
Dream text: There was this guy who I knew but that I don't really know. I
just got the feeling that I knew him in the dream and he was killing
everyone in this old house. The house was that it looked Victorian and there
were these big glass doors as the front doors. When you walked in you were
in a foray and then there was a little room off to the right side and he was
in there with one dead body. There were three where I was standing and I
felt like I knew all these people. Then I was standing at the doorway to the
room and someone I called his dad was standing behind me and the guy wanted
me to tell his dad to go in there so he could kill him. I was begging him
not to and I was sitting on the floor next to him. I was kind of
sweet-talking him like maybe he was my boyfriend. We started to get closer
like he was going to give up and then I stabbed me in the right leg with a
pencil. He stabbed me with something else in the left leg but I don’t know
what it was. I was holding his wrists and trying to stand up to get to the
door. As I went through the door he stabbed me in the back of my right
shoulder with a knife and I started to run down a trail that was off to the
side of the house. This was the second time I had run down that trail. I
know I ran down once earlier in the dream but I don’t know why and what had
happened. I was running and I got to this little creek and I tried to jump
over. I was thinking I had tripped the time before. I saw someone ahead of
me and I tried to hide behind this shrub but they saw me. I kept running,
then I saw my uncle (he’s a cop) and told him what happened. He said that if
I were ever in trouble like that I should call him.
Dream comments: What was odd about my uncle being in the dream was that he
had stopped by our house while on duty right before I went to bed last night
and he had shown me all of the things in the car since I had never seen any
of it before. I don’t know what it means and in know it is kind of long but
I hope someone has the patience to read all this and help me figure it out.

Dream title: teeth
Dream date: 8-28-04
Dreamer name: anonymous
Dream text: I dreamed my teeth fell out and I woke up and checked my teeth
to see if they were there.
Dream comments: weird

Dream title: threadlike fibers
Dream date: 1999
Dreamer name: anonymous Toltec of the year
Dream text: I’m lying in bed seeing threadlike fibers extending from
everything: me, my ex-girlfriend, etc...That’s it. Wake up....still see them
active...30 seconds after waking I’d say.
Dream comments: difference between 'dreams' & 'dreaming'

Dream title: Crazy in a daze
Dream date: 9/19/04
Dreamer name: s112
Dream text: I was talking to this guy, let’s call him Ray, and all of a
sudden he starts laughing and all these red paper hearts come flying out of
his mouth. I start to choke out of shock and a white dove is stuck in my
throat. Then he says “open wide” and it flies out. Then the red heart comes
together with the white dove and its a HUGE red dove in the middle of a
cloud of whipped cream. We both start to laugh; then he stops, rolls his
eyes at me, and walks away on a street on Winterfresh Gum. Right before he's
about to enter a huge computer, he looks back at me and smiles. Then I’m
stranded all by myself in this extremely hot desert and I wake up.
Dream comments: I have no idea what this meant I’m surprised I remember it
so well it’s so different. I loved it just like I love him!

Dream title: Warehouse dream
Dream date: 9/23/04
Dreamer name: TW
Dream text: I was on an access road behind a huge warehouse. I must have
been pretty far down because the hill to my left was nearly as tall as the
warehouse. The bay doors were wide open and the place was vast. It was
completely empty and very dusty. Two workmen were inside. One was friendly
and nice and happy to see me there and the other was gruff and not nice at
all.
I wanted to leave my purse there, but Mr. Gruff didn't want me to leave it.
Mr. Nice, however, said it was perfectly okay to leave it there. So I did.
Then I walked out the front door and down the street to another house made
of wood. It was very intricate; I could see every crack and design in the
wood. A nice old lady lived here. There was also a maid and she didn't think
I should be there at all and she kept telling me to leave.
The old lady gave me money and asked me to give it to my aunt. Then I put
the money into a shopping bag I carried and walked back to the warehouse.
The path to the front door of the warehouse was half covered in tar. It was
still sticky so I couldn't go that way to get my purse. I had been hesitant
to leave my purse there to begin with. Then I looked to my right and saw the
hill. I looked down and realized that even though it looked like quite an
obstacle course, I knew I could make it.
Dream comments: I woke up before I retrieved my purse. What do you think it
means?

Dream title: Man from Work
Dream date: 9/24/2004
Dreamer name: Penelope
Dream text: I dreamt that I was with my current partner and we decided to
have a child. The man at work was to be the "donor" man. The man from work
agreed with the arrangement and decided that he would do it. The dream spins
in a different direction. I see myself standing in front of him looking at
him with a smile on his face and he looks hurt. He tells me that the first
time should just be one of sleeping to get a feel for each other. I agree to
this. I find myself sleeping next to him with his back facing me. I reach
out to touch his skin. When I wake up I find myself in a daze not knowing
what reality is and what the dream is.
Dream comments: none

Dream title: Washing My Undies
Dream date: 9/27/04
Dreamer name: Cowgirl
Dream text: I dreamed that my new male friend spilled something on my polka
dot blouse and then offered to clean it for me. I said no I can do it along
with my other laundry. He insisted and when it was returned to me, had also
washed my all my panties and I was embarrassed that he had seen them.
Dream comments: none


Dream title: The Ex
Dream date: 9-20904
Dreamer name: anonymous
Dream text: I had a dream that I was at my first true love’s parents’ house.
Her father and I were sitting in a room together (odd because he never
really liked me) and he was asking me all kinds of questions. There was one
question in particular that I remember he said,”Why are you in Pennie’s
life?" I remember saying that I care for her. That is the only question I
really remember. After we had finished with his interrogation, Pennie came
in the room and I got up from the table and she was just smiled and we both
hugged.
Dream comments: I have been recently talking to one of my ex girlfriends.
This is not just someone of my past though; this was my first true love. It
had been 3 years since I have seen her and we ended up meeting with one
another last Wed. What does this mean to me?

Dream title: snakes
Dream date: 9/25/04
Dreamer name: anonymous
Dream text: I dream that a snake was trying to bite me but it didn’t, it bit
my sister instead.
Dream comments: What does my dream mean? I think the snakes mean enemy.

Dream title: deceiving
Dream date: 09/25/04
Dreamer name: brat
Dream text: My sister was talking about me in a bad way to my boyfriend. I
got very upset and told them both to back off me.
Dream comments: none

Dream title: is this a sign?
Dream date: 9-04
Dreamer name: anonymous
Dream text: There was a huge surface of a huge beautiful prairie and I see
my two good friends who are deeply in love with each other. On the other
side of them are my other two good friends who are also a couple deeply in
love with each other. Each couple shared and held onto one single pillow.
There I was across from them with one single pillow without anyone to share
the pillow with. So I just put my own pillow down and I laid my head on it
while waiting to see who would share that pillow with me. I felt alone and
thought that I had no one in my life like how my friends on across from me
did. I felt a sudden tap on my shoulder and when I looked up to see who that
someone was. It turned out to be my ex-boyfriend, the guy I am still in love
with to this day. He was meant to share that pillow with me.
Dream comments: Does this mean that my ex boyfriend that I’ve been in love
with for a very long time might have a 2nd chance into getting back
together??

Dream title: sleep walker
Dream date:
Dreamer name: worried lady
Dream text: I dreamed about a guy who was sleep-walking, dressed in all
white. A lady said that he was joking for white mice and she said the guy’s
name. I was shook to find out that the sleepwalker’s name resembled my
boyfriend’s name.
Dream comments: what does it mean??

Dream title: the morphing fortune teller
Dream date: 7/23/04
Dreamer name: S
Dream text: I was walking through the local carnival with my friends. We
approached one of the tents that are usually set up there. I went into the
tent with the fortune teller inside (thinking that it would be fun). To my
surprise when I got into the tent the guy that I have a huge crush on was
sitting there. We started making out and then he turned into his best
friend.
Dream comments: Can you tell me what this means?

Dream title: Boiling tea
Dream date: from childhood
Dreamer name: anonymous
Dream text: Boiling tea in a big pit on the road and I fell in that boiling
tea without any harm
Dream comments: I have these dreams from my childhood at the age of 5 till
the age of 23. Now I don’t dream about it after marriage.

Dream title: I was shot 7 times
Dream date: 9-30-04
Dreamer name: J
Dream text: I was shot seven times in my body by a strange man. It was
really strange, because I felt the sting of some of the hits. I saw that I
was shot in the arm, legs, and chest area. I am not sure why he shot me
maybe he was a stalker. I felt the life draining out of my body and that
scared me and I woke up rather quickly.
Dream comments: none

Dream title: A hug from a terrestrial figure
Dream date: 9-30-04
Dreamer name: J
Dream text: I was with a group of people and I am not sure of their
identity. We were all outside of this house which I did not recognize. I
heard someone in the group say I need you to go in there and get something
out. I am not sure what I was going after, but I knew that I was not afraid
to go. I walked into the house through a door and the house was very dark. I
was feeling around for a light switch when a glowing figure appeared in
front of me. I was very stunned and I could not move. I was a bit frightened
at first, until I heard it call my name.
Dream comments: I think that it was my deceased Grandmother. I am not sure
if that is who it was, it could have been someone else. The figure was very
colorful and glowing. It had a sense of peace around it. It reached out for
me and pulled me into it and gave me such a comforting hug, that I could
feel the love through my sleep. It said to me don't ever forget how much I
love you. This was so very real that I started crying in my sleep and when I
did awake, my eyes were still damp.

Dream title: pregnancy
Dream date: 10-01-2004
Dreamer name: My
Dream text: I dreamed that I was pregnant, about to pop pregnant. I was at
restaurant with my husband’s family, my stomach was huge! I still felt very
good about myself. I was wearing form fitting clothes, and I wanted my
sister-in-law to take pictures of my belly. I stood up at the table in front
of everyone and lifted my top up to right below my breasts and she took
pictures. I insisted she take pictures of the side view and the front view.
I was very happy in the dream.
Dream comments: I am a mother of three wonderful children, but I only gave
birth to two of them. I had a tubal after my last child who is now three
years old. So I can no longer have children, but I was just curious because
I have a mother who believes in old wives tales. And I do not like her
interpretation of my dream, so if there is anything you can tell me about my
dream, I would greatly appreciate it. THANK-YOU

Dream title: about baby
Dream date: 9-26-04
Dreamer name: ecs
Dream text: dreamt I had a baby girl, I was holding her and breastfeeding
her. She got milk on her face and I was cleaning her face and her head came
off. Blood spurted from her neck where her head used to be and I screamed
and panicked, then I woke up.
Dream comments: none

Dream title: Dying In the Best Way
Dream date:
Dreamer name: Tomorrow At Two
Dream text: I remember driving down a freeway, probably I-75, in the red
Pontiac Vibe my mother owns. Someone is in the car with me, a male perhaps,
but I don t recall his face or his voice. He's just there, and I can sort of
feel him more than I can see him.
The power goes out. I don t think it’s much at first, but I soon learn that
there is no power anywhere in America. There are only one or two cars on the
road. How I learn this, I don't know. One minute I'm driving, the next, I
just know.

I drive to the mall. Everyone is dead. All the survivors are flocking to the
mall. How they know to come here, I don’t know. I don't seem to know a lot
in this dream, but I keep getting flashing of knowing, like someone is
whispering in my ear. So, I’m inside, and I pick a store to live in. I pick
Abercrombie and Fitch, even thought that little whisper is telling me that
there is no such store in this mall. There is a bed there, I remember that.
'T' is with me.
Bicycles and cars go by the stores, seemingly endless. I don't think it's
weird that there are people driving INSIDE the mall, but there was just so
many of them, and none of them ever stopped. In the dream, I remember the
conversations we always had about a Resident Evil situation in the mall, so
I head down to the sports store to get the motor car we always talked about
taking. I worry about gas, and wander around inside the outdoor store
looking for gas. I ask a guy, but he confirms I must get it at a gas
station.
Then there’s 'TH'. I see him outside, it’s dark. Suddenly, his arms spread
and I’m overcome by this feeling, and I race into his arms. It was a
profoundly weird moment, and I'm not sure why exactly I did that. He kisses
me fiercely on the cheek and I kiss him back, hard, so hard my lips hurt
afterward. We take turns kissing each other on the cheek, and one last time
painfully on the lips. We separate and I leave, telling him I’ve taken up
residence in Abercrombie and Fitch. He never told me where he stayed. I
never saw him again. He walked back to the crowd that was steadily moving
into the mall, and met up with his parents there, I remember feeling
absolutely nothing when I knew I no longer had any parents to run back to.
I get worried someone took my store. There are hundreds of people coming. I
go back to my place, two kids are there. I don’t remember how or why, but
the two kids leave, and it’s just me and T. I want to sleep, and I want her
in the bed with me because I’m sad. She’s a familiar face.
The mall is finished for now. I leave by a back door, and I’m outside. I
drive somewhere. Now I’m in a house and someone is with me. We’re at a
window and one of the creatures is attacking the man with me. He jumps out
the window and grabs the frame, which is open and dangling high above the
ground. I think he is safe, but the creature digs its claws into his back,
and he dies. I remember his eyes.
I’m not sure how many times I died in this dream. A few, I know that. I was
killed by their claws, except the last time. The last time I killed myself.
I’m in a dark room, in front of a window where dim sunlight is coming in. I
am seeing this from a sort of third person view, where I can see myself
silhouetted by the sunlight in the window, and I remember thinking how
beautiful it was. The me kneeling by the window has something sharp in her
hands, and then I... I slit my wrists. I tell the man across from me to hold
my hands until they stop shaking, until I am dead. I can feel the blood
pouring down onto my lap. As I lean in to kiss the man, everything fades
away. Darkness next, and I wake up breathing heavily.
Dream comments: Even now, I can feel myself slitting my wrists. It scared me
profoundly, and I woke up thinking 'what did I just do?' But the shock was
only initial, after it sunk in, it was no worse than other dreams I've had.

Dream title: none
Dream date: none
Dreamer name: anonymous
Dream text: I was in my childhood house and it was very dilapidated. My
mother was treating my nephew very inhumanely, feeding him on raw pork chops
& keeping him in a porch. I looked out a window for him; I found him as
strong fine adult. There was a well-known enemy [woman] of mine who I know
has psychic powers
Dream comments: I' like to know why that psychic enemy was there.

Dream title: Sliding Doors
Dream date: 9-29-04
Dreamer name: M80s
Dream text: In my dream I was hanging out with my ex-boyfriend and we were
downtown Minneapolis during a summer day. We were sitting on a bus stop
bench on the corner not really waiting for the bus, just chatting. We were
sitting at opposite ends of the bench. Then all of a sudden, he sees his
current ex girlfriend (though he isn't really broken up with her in reality,
just in my dream they were) and we saw her standing behind us and she was
trying to make him jealous by kissing another man. He looks at me and rolls
his eyes and takes a deep sigh and looks slightly hurt. I then utter
something I can't recall what I said, but then I got on top of him while
straddling him, we started to make out very passionately. He then proceeds
to stand up and pick me up and hold me as I straddle him while he’s
standing; we are still kissing very passionately. He then walks across the
street carrying me, and we go into the hotel. Before we enter the hotel, He
says, "You look at me with this passion that I can't ignore." I don't say
anything and he lets me down. We enter the hotel and enter into the
elevator. We are in the elevator and we each had separate rooms and then we
get to his floor and he walks out and gazes at me, and as the doors are
closing, I gasp and reach for him as I speak out his name in a soft voice
and he turns to me as to stop the doors, but he misses it and the doors
close. I remember being very sad and he was sad as well. That was it.
Dream comments: The previous Friday, he had phoned me out of the blue and we
had a nice conversation for about 30 minutes. Someone had said, awww, he’s
still thinking about you, but that thought had never even crossed my mind.

Dream title: Fieldtrip for a butterfly
Dream date: 10/03/04
Dreamer name: K
Dream text: I was sitting down on a big rock in a meadow near a windy cave
that led out to cliffs above the Pacific Ocean. It was a lovely Spring-like
day. There was a huge Monarch butterfly flying around me. I'd say it was
about 5"x5". I knew somehow that the butterfly would really love to see the
ocean, but wouldn't ever be able to fly against the strong winds coming
through the cave to get there. I had a large glass jar. I caught the
butterfly in it and took it through the cave to the ocean, where I released
it. It flew out of the jar and was getting tossed around a bit by the wind.
Then it caught the thermals coming off the cliffs and began free-floating
like hang-gliders do. There was a man there watching that told me I had made
the butterfly very happy. After about ten minutes, the man helped me catch
the butterfly in the jar and I took it back through the cave so it could go
back home.
Dream comments: I don't know who the man was. I never looked directly at him
as to recognize him. I am a school bus driver on leave.

Dream title: The Boy I Don't Trust Comforts Me
Dream date: 10/3/04
Dreamer name: Confusing
Dream text: One day, I was outside of my grandmother's house in Winnsboro,
Louisiana, sweeping the sidewalk. All of a sudden the boy I love (but don't
trust) comes up to me and says, "What’s wrong?" He asked me that question
because I was crying. I was very surprised to see him asking me that. So I
told him. He said to never give up and then he hugged me very hard and
kissed me on the cheek!
Dream comments: I liked the dream but it didn't seem right because I can't
trust him with all of those girls at his school.

Dream title: Dead
Dream date: 10/3/04
Dreamer name: anonymous
Dream text: I was at my new house my ma bought, and several people I knew
(including me) were dead. I was crying and my grandma (who wasn’t dead) was
trying to make me feel better. Then I went to my school and my science
teacher was there. She wasn’t dead but she could hear everything I said. I
asked her if she could feel me poke her, and she said no. I started sobbing,
collapsed, and curled up into a little ball crying.
Dream comments: I woke up crying too!

Dream title: Duality of consciousness.
Dram date: 6/4
Dreamer name: combulk
Dream text: I had a dream that morphed into a duality of consciousness
[while under stress]. One consciousness was subjected to death and TERROR. A
second consciousness stood aside and watched and studied the process of my
fear and the apparent conscious duality. The emotional sum was a feeling of
terror/fear and fascination with the terror/fear process. The conscious
duality suggests to me a mechanism/capacity for multiple personalities.
The dream has an almost cartoonish black and white rendering with very
little visual detail.

"C1" is the initial consciousness.
"C2" is a second consciousness.
"C1/C2" is not clearly one or the other.

Statements not preceded by C1: or C2: are narration. Verbal thoughts are in
parentheses.
Emotional thoughts are not.

The dream:

Initially there is total darkness. In the darkness I realize there are
others here. A gray light reveals three or four or five bodies encircling
me.
They are between me and the light.

C1: "No escape! This is not a good dream".

C1/C2: "but it fascinates me".

The light behind the black and featureless creatures obscures their true
nature.

C2: "The fear appears to feed itself". It seems strangely fun.

C1: "They have come for me". There is no escape! TERROR!

C2: "This is my dream therefore I am the source of the horror. I am the
"FEAR" and C1 am afraid. Interesting..."

They approach. They have guns/weapons...

C1: "This is going to hurt". [In a dream?]

C1/C2: "The terror is a mental anguish".

C2: "Should the process be stopped? No, let it continue... ... and watch".

They aim.

C2: "What..."

They fire.

C2: "...is..."

I am shot.

C2: "...death?"

C1 twists inward and collapses and is extinguished as C1 dies. C2 persists
even as C1 dies. The dream ends.

Dream comments: As I wake my scalp spasms. I assume it spasmed during the
dream as well??? I am more interested in dream mechanics than in the
interpretation of dream content.

Dream title: Cave
Dream date: 9/14/04
Dreamer name: DBJ
Dream text: It was evening and I was at the beach, walking along the dunes.
When a group of my friends suggested that we walk down the dunes into a
cave. I refused because the tide was coming in and I did not want to get
caught in the cave. Needless to say, my friends went into the cave and the
tide did come in.
Dream comments: I believe this dream means that I’m not a follower. What did
you think?

Dream title: ARGUEMENT WITH EX
Dream date: 09-25-04
Dreamer name: CONFUSED
Dream text: My ex-husband and I were in an argument that ended when I left
crying and breaking out his car windows. Then he came out yelling and he
started to cry and we hugged each other and he said that he still loved me.
Dream comments: I have been recently divorced that I did not want. I know he
will not ask to come back to me because he asked someone else to marry him
the next day after out divorce was final.

Dream title: Past Life Dream
Dream date: 9/4/04
Dreamer name: A
Dream text: I am in Pearl Harbor during the 1941 raid by the Japanese. I am
running down a corridor in a hospital. Ahead of me doctors and nurses are
running. I can see the hem of a white nurse’s uniform and white nurse’s
shoes on me as I run, so I know I am a nurse in the hospital. The corridor
we are running down is lined on the left wall with windows and beds are
lined up against the windows. I look out of the windows as I run and I see
explosions. I can smell burning oil. Total chaos is taking place. I remember
yelling for patients to get on the floor.
Dream comments: On this particular night, I had asked to dream of a spirit
guide or a past life. I incubated this while waiting for sleep to overcome
me.

Dream title: a girl looking so beautiful and says that this is your face
Dream date: don’t know
Dreamer name: S
Dream text: I was sleeping at night and I saw that some girl looking like a
mermaid. Then she came out of water and she becomes like me. I mean she had
legs and a mirror body was there, except we both were there. It was a big
ocean and very high mountains and like the water floods. I was shocked to
see that it was so dangerous. I don’t know but I was feeling so strange.
Then she says “look into the mirror, it is you”. The girl was so beautiful,
I just don’t understand. Then she says “it’s your ideal and you don’t be
upset. You’re so beautiful. Don’t think you’re so bad and everybody is mad
at you. Yes this is the secret place where I want to tell you that secret.
Don’t be in inferiority complex. Now you will see some change in your life.”
Dream comments: That’s true; there is a change in my life. Is that true she
was so right? I want to ask you, do you know what the meaning is? Thanks.

Dream title: baby
Dream date: 6/10/04
Dreamer name: S
Dream text: I had a dream that I was pregnant and I had sex. Then I gave
birth to the baby, (but I don’t see me giving birth) and the baby was born
dead.
Dream comments: none

Dream title: the baby
Dream date: 10/6/04
Dreamer name: tc
Dream text: I am four months pregnant and I had this dream that I was lying
down about to give birth and my husband was with me, my body was transparent
and you could see where the baby was in my stomach. The nurse reached up
inside of me and grabbed the baby. She gave it to my husband, and the baby
opened its round eyes. The eye color at first was brown hazel, and then when
the eyes were wide open, they were purple. The baby stretched its arms out
and looked at its daddy and said “Daddy” and then I woke up.
Dream comments: I would like to know what my dream meant. It is a desire any
to be parent would like to know

Dream title: Still Waters
Dream date: 12/2003
Dreamer name: White Cloud
dream text: I find myself sitting in a man made pond this pond has a wall
with two waterfall spouts shooting water out at each end; I’m sitting in the
water between them. When I look at the water coming out it’s clear and
beautiful. Then suddenly I see two white python snakes coming out of each
spout coming to attack me. I freeze up and my heart is racing. Once they
reach me they surprise me, because they don’t attack me but caress me
swimming in circles around me in a loving way. Like protecting me giving me
hope and strength for what comes my way. I felt so safe. I pet them, after a
while they swim back into the Waterfall spouts.
Dream comments: This dream has stuck with me. I have tried to figure out
what it’s telling me or what it means. Can you help?

Dream title: Hectic
Dream date: oct.6th.04
Dreamer name: anonymous
Dream text: Running around trying to shoot people with guns. When the fire
wouldn’t shoot I opened the gun but it looked strange, soft with round rocks
in it like some kind of food. No one was shot, not even me. Then I ended up
at a concert a band was playing rock music on the guitars. Normal looking
part of my dream, then I went to a buddy’s house to look at a big fish tank
filled with tropical fish.
Dream comments: please explain I am going through a hard time in my life.
Maybe this can help me out.

Dream title: Scary cat
Dream date: 10-6-04
Dreamer name: Unknown
Dream text: I was at the movies and I was with friends but I wasn’t sitting
beside them. I was alone on a row and then a man came and sat beside me he
looked really odd. He was wearing a slick jacket and then he was just
staring at me. He kind of looked like a cat. I ended up in his house all of
a sudden and I saw a truck pull up with two guys. They got out trying to
kill the cat man and he killed them. The cat man had 6 legs: two human one
and then two cat ones on each side.
Dream comments: What does this dream mean? It was really weird and I woke up
in a sweat and couldn’t breathe.

Dream title: Confusing dream
Dream date: 10/7/04
Dreamer name: Se
Dream text: About a week ago I had a dream of me and my ex-boyfriend. We
were laughing and just having a fun time. Yet, some where in the dream the
guy I've been crushing on comes in. The next thing you know I'm holding
hands with this guy and just looking back at my ex crying but happy at the
same time.
Dream comments: I haven’t seen my ex-boyfriend in three years cuz I moved.
Any way can anyone tell me what this means, I'd really appreciate it.

Dream title: confusing
Dream date:
Dreamer name: anonymous
Dream text: My girl comes up to me with a big smile and out of nowhere tells
me that she cheated on me then she just walks away
Dream comments: what does this mean?

Dream title: scary dream
Dream date: 8-10-04
Dreamer name: jaz
Dream text: I see mum and I look out the window, and we see a man come out
with a little boy. The boy then comes to the front door and says “open it”.
I tell mum to hide, then I see the boy in the house sitting and his father
coming in though the window. Everything was locked and I don’t know how they
got in. I was trying to push the alarm button but it wouldn’t go on. I
called out to my husband many times to help us. After awhile he heard us and
came. By that time I was holding the boy by his hair and still trying to put
the alarm on. Hubby came to help mum as the man wanted to beat mum up. I
could no longer take the dream and had to wake myself up.
Dream comments: Please help me to understand why I had this dream. The next
day I was really tired.

Dream title: ME AND THE LOVE OF MY LIFE!!
Dream date:
Dreamer name: ss
Dream text: One rainy night on a football game at the tiger stadium Chelsea
and I were in a coed bathroom. There was this couch I was laying on my side
with my elbow propped up and we were talking. Chelsea was messing with her
hair in the mirror and I looked out a window to see what was going on with
the game. Then all of a sudden Aaron and Ryan came in and Ryan ran really
fast to the bathroom. I said “whoa ya’ll must really have to go”. Aaron said
something like “hum, no he’s just gotta go and the rain doesn’t help and I
gotta go move!!” Then they got out and we were talking. Then Aaron grabbed
me and pulled me towards him and I said “ugh ya’ll are sweating”. He kept
pulling me and then I said “ya’ll smell like sweaty players” and they said
“duh cuz we are.” Then he got on his knees and hugged me some more. He was
laughing and then he kissed me on the cheek then I woke up.
Dream comments: what does that mean? Well I don’t know, but I really like
this boy Aaron

Dream title: none
Dream date:
Dreamer name: T
Dream text: Almost every night I used to dream that I was flying.
Dream comments: These dreams have suddenly stopped what does that mean?

Dream title: walking through life
Dream date: 10-10-04
Dreamer name: kkb
Dream text: I was walking through my high school in my cap and my gown I
went to the elementary side and sat with the kids. It was just like I walked
through the classes and looked at my friends. But it was like they didn't
see me nor did they hear me???????
Dream comments: I don't really get this dream I think it means that since I
am a senior I am looking back and I am confused help please???

Dream title: none
Dream date: 10-11-04
Dreamer name: anonymous
Dream text: Last night I had a dream that this I’m dating was hugging me
before I left his house to go home (it was night time like any other day)
and right before he let me go he said I love you. In my dream I remember the
feeling of shock that those words came out of his mouth and fear that I wasn
’t sure if I was ready to say it back. Also I remember in my dream thinking
all this time I was anxious to hear him say something sweet, to me some clue
that he cared. But saying I love you was a big jump.
Dream comments: I have been seeing this guy for about a month. He wants to
take things slow and not rush into things. On some occasions he gives me
mixed signals and I’m not sure how much he really cares for me. But I don’t
pressure him and I’m learning to go at a slower pace than I’m used too. He
also told me that he’s very shy talking to girls and has a hard time saying
what he feels Is this dream just a wish from my heart or is this I dream
that tells me he cares for me a lot and fears rejection???


Dream title: I still........
Dream date: 10/8/04
Dreamer name: abnormal
Dream text: It was midnight, closer to one. I was outside with my mom and
dad. It was like I was in a car at first. My dad was screaming at my great
uncle’s son. He was drunk and was pushing my father; then he left with his
girlfriend. My parents and I were at an all-night party. We were sitting on
something just talking. I told them it is fun hanging out with them. Then
his guy comes in the room, a person who I could never get over. He walked
behind me to talk to a group of people; he talked to his girlfriend. She
turned to me like she knew me. Then I was in a car with her and others in
the group. He walks over to her. He says something to her. I tell her he
going to break up with you because of me. We agreed. We both felt a little
sad.
Dream comments: none

Dream title: the love of my life
Dream date: 10/13/04
Dreamer name: anonymous
Dream text: I was in my house of the Dominican Republic and my ex- boyfriend
was there. My brother (who was my uncle in the dream) had a problem with my
ex (my brother never liked my ex) and he said something to my ex. I didn't
say anything, but I was still in love with my ex. Then my brother killed my
ex and I asked my brother if he was going to leave the body there and he say
yes. I felt so bad and my brother called me and said “come here with me” (to
a room) and I felt like if he wanted to rape me. I went out of the room
crying and yelling that he killed the love of my life and that I loved my
ex. After I went out of room crying I cursed my brother.
Dream comments: I broke up with my boyfriend almost 7 months ago, but one
day I had this dream.

Dream title: My ex lover and I
Dream date: 10-14-04
Dreamer name: anonymous
Dream text: We were in my apartment but sleeping in separate rooms. I got up
to get her so she can come and sleep with me. She resisted, but at the end
she came to my bed. We were making love and a man came next to the bed. It
was like we were worried, thinking that it was my father. He asked what we
were doing and he had a brown egg in his hand and I thought he was going to
throw it at me. It broke into his hand so he went ahead to the bathroom to
clean up. I saw a lot of discharge coming from my vagina. But I was
desperate to make love to her. And I was jealous of someone else that she
was with, but I don't know who it was.

Dream comments: I am a 38 y/o woman and was in a relationship with a woman 8
years younger than I for over 5 years. We have been separated for over two
months, but I am suffering a lot. I love her more than anything in this
world. She is on my mind day and night. For some reason I have no peace
without her. The reason of our separation it was because she decided to
leave me. She left me on several occasions in the past, but this time I know
and feel is definitely over. I have no proof but I feel that she betrayed me
with someone else, she lied to me so many times and I can't forgive her. I
dream about her almost every night, I don't know why. Sometimes I remember
my dreams, but they all make me so anxious, fearful, worried and restless. I
am confused...can you help me with the meaning of this dream??

Dream title: Dead Fishes
Dream date: 10/12/2004
Dreamer name: confused
Dream text: I had a dream that I was standing in a body of water and a
multitude of dead fish were swimming towards.
Dream comments: Do you think that there some message in my dream?
It has left me confused and worried.

Dream title: Pregnancy Dream
Dream date: 10/14/2004
Dreamer name: hmd
Dream text: I dreamt I gave birth but my "baby" was a German Shepard. I
questioned the nurses about this but they told me that it was a normal
condition some babies have; to put this ointment on him to get rid of the
extra hair and he would be ok. Then I spent a long time wandering around a
Victorian house trying to find somewhere safe to put him down to sleep. I
finally backtracked to the first room I had initially looked in and decided
it was best. All the rooms had at least one person in there already and this
guy looked the least creepy. I laid my "baby" down. Someone else came in the
room and left the door open. I started yelling, "Close the door!!! The baby
will get out!!!" Then, the baby/dog starts running around and almost gets
out but I catch him in time. Then I woke up.
Dream comments: none

Dream title: Squished!
Dream date: 10/01/2004
Dreamer name: heather
Dream text: I used to have this recurring dream that a bumble bee, literally
the size of a house, would hover over me and sting me. (Although I'm not
afraid of bees or getting stung in real life). Also, (it was the same
setting as the bee dream) that a shoe the size of a house, would come over
me and squish me.
Dream comments: none

Dream title: highway lawnmower
Dream date: 09/06/04
Dreamer name: Lily
Dream text: I dreamt I was on a riding mower driving it on the throughway. I
went north instead of south and got lost. I said,” how did I get on route
3?" Then I must have turned because I asked "how did I get on route 6?" I
asked for directions from a man at a park. He said go right onto Route 44.
Then after I left he ran after me to tell me I was supposed to go left on
route 44. The lawnmower had pedals were like a bike because it didn't run
well on its own. I found a party and asked directions again. The people let
me stay & enjoy the fun. When I left I had to lift the mower around a little
fence on a dirt road. I wound up at a house where a lady was caring for my
kitten. I thanked her and tried to leave. The mower was running a little
better.
Dream comments: This is turning into a recurring theme. Being lost, not
riding a lawnmower.

Dream title: House for sale
Dream date: 10/09/04
Dreamer name: Lily
Dream text: My boyfriend took me to see a house that his friends were
selling. I fell in love with the house the moment I walked in the door. I
got excited about everything I saw and was thinking of things I would do if
I lived there. We went outside to meet the couple. The lady asked if I was
J's sister. I said, "no, I'm J's, um, girl." "You should have said so!" she
exclaimed, and took my hand again. J asked why they were selling. They were
remodeling and ran out of money. My heart fell. I knew we could never afford
to finish the house. I never heard the price spoken but in my head I heard
it was $174,000. If I sold my house I could afford this myself. J & I have
been dating less than 4 months but in the dream I knew I wouldn't get the
house w/out him.
Dream comments: none

Dream title: Scary or Too Cool?
Dream date: 10-12-04
Dreamer name: magicklover18
Dream text: I was wearing this glowing green crystal and I was walking
through this abandoned house (for whatever reason, I have no clue), and I
got this sickening vibe, as if the house were alive or infested with
restless spirits. I closed my eyes and tried to envision myself leaving that
place, but when I opened my eyes I hadn't "orbed" anywhere. I knew I just
had to grit my teeth and keep walking, so I did. I looked in one bedroom and
saw my brother pinned to the ceiling by some unseen force, clawing at his
skin until it became bloody. He called out to me, "Save me please! Get it
off me!! Get it off!!" I reach out my hand and start speaking in a language
I don't even know and light starts to glow around him and I see the demonic
spirit clutching and clawing at him. I say something in that language and
the creature "explodes" into smoke and disappears. My brother gently glides
to the floor and hugs me. I look at him and say, "You have to be brave. We
have to find mom and Bob (our step-dad). Can you help me do that?" He nods
his head. We continue to walk until we reach another room and I see my mom
crouching in the corner, trembling. I run to her and hold her saying, "Mom
it's alright...You’re fine, I've got you." Her fingers start to dig into my
side and it starts to hurt. I begin to say frantically, "Mom, let go that
hurts...Mom...mom let go that hurts! That hurts!" I look at my side and it's
bleeding, I look at the woman's face and see it's not my mom, but the ghost
of a rotting corpse and her jaws lunge at me to bite me. My crystal glows
and she lets go, runs up the side of the wall to the ceiling, and vanished.
I speak in that language and my side is instantly healed. My mom walks in
the room and says, "Are ya'll alright? I heard you calling me all the way
down the hall." "Mom, we have to get out of here, this place is haunted by
highly unfriendly spirits...I fear for all of us. We cannot stay. Where's
Bob?" "In the bedroom...", as we hear him screaming from their bedroom. We
run down to their room and see him pinned to the bed with the words "Satum
Iternum" being carved into his chest by unseen forces. My crystal glows and
I erupt in ghost-like flames, and I walk over to where he is and for
whatever reason I can see the demonic creatures and I touch them on their
foreheads and they erupt in flames until they disintegrate. I heal my
stepfather with a spell (in that language) and we run to the kitchen. I sit
my brother on top of the kitchen table and have my mom and step dad hold my
hands and form a circle around the table, while I chant "I call upon the
forces of nature: Earth, Wind, Fire, Water. Protect us now, I call upon you!
Let no evil harm this circle!", and a circle of fire forms around us and the
creatures to claw through but are burned by the circle of protection. While
still holding hands I cast a spell to rid the house of these hosts, “Ashes
to ash, dust to dust go in peace. I command it, you must." I continually
repeat it and they disintegrate into the floor. The circle of protection
flames evaporates and I feel at peace. Then I woke up in a cold sweat.
Dream comments: I did research on certain things about my dream and
according to everyone I turned into the Phoenix. I possessed remarkable
magic, and I don't know what to think about any of the rest. What can
anybody tell me about my dream? Any insights? What does it all mean, anyway?
So what do you think scary or too cool?

Dream title: The Refrigerator
Dream date: 10/15/04
Dreamer name: obiwan
Dream text: I am trying to defrost one half of the refrigerator, but before
doing so, I need to move the frozen food from one side to the other so that
it does not spoil. Just as I am done rearranging the food, some of the meat
falls out and ends up in the swimming pool, which has people swimming in the
water.
I try to pull the pieces of meat out, but they are stretching and difficult
to grab. While I am trying to do this, one of my uncles is laughing and
telling me that I am not doing this the right way. I keep asking for the
"right way", but my uncle just keeps repeating the same line and I keep
asking what the correct answer is.
Dream comments: This dreams ends with my screaming out what the correct
answer is. During the dream, the refrigerator becomes more difficult to
rearrange than I thought.

Dream title: About my dad
Dream date: 5/14/97
Dreamer name: anonymous
Dream text: My dad was causing too many problems for my brother. Then I went
over to dad to try to talk to him, but he didn’t want to listen. Then I
slapped him and suddenly I saw his eyes became blue. And then four guys took
him far from me, until I couldn’t see him anymore.
Dream comments: I see my dad was seriously sick, and so we all tried our
best. The next day bad news: my dad died. What does this mean?

Dream title: dead father
Dream date: 10-16-04
Dreamer name: anonymous
Dream text: My dead father talks in my dream. He gives me some ham and two
cheeses (white cheese. He said “it is good and take you mother for one week
vacation”.
Dream comments: what that mean?

Dream title: Driving off bridge
Dream date: 10/17/04
Dreamer name: anonymous
Dream text: I was driving a truck; and my twin sister, my dad and I were
just engaging in conversation. I was driving on a bridge and then all of a
sudden I drove off the bridge. I felt the weight of the collapse as I was
sleeping. Then I remember my sister and my father and I were walking to the
hospital to get treated.
Dream comments: This had to be the oddest dream I ever encountered in any of
my dreams.





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