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003 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - 'Mystic Cube' by Myst
Electric Dreams: Dream Flow
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Date: Sun, 13 Dec 1998 21:02:27 EST
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Hi,
Please unsubscribe me to the dream list.
Thanks so much,
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Date: Mon, 14 Dec 1998 06:55:07 EST
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building drm-peace had lain to the right of this building if you had avoided
becoming "big" until the next dream.
more at chuang tzu & www.dreangate.com./dream/dubetz/
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: 'Mystic Cube' by Myst
Date: Mon, 14 Dec 1998 17:17:54 -0800
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'Mystic Cube' by Myst
I was in what appeared to be a mirrored room or mirrored cube. There was
no door, only six mirrored surfaces, the four walls, ceiling and floor.
The floor was the only solid surface among them. You could jump on the
floor to float up to the ceiling. I went over to one of the walls to touch
it. I put the palm of my hand against it and it rippled like tossing
stones into water. The surface was neither warm nor cold. The cube was
darkened, yet ambient light was coming from an undisclosed source. Out of
nowhere, a man�s hand and forearm appeared through one of the mirrored
walls. His hand outstretched to me, palm up, as if
urging me to take him by the hand. It was the arm of a young man; strong
and inviting. Should I take it? What lies on the other side? Romance?
Heaven? Will I be able to come back once I leave? My heart is racing, my
breathing shallow. As I step toward the hand I realize that I cannot see
my reflection in any of the mirrors. Only the hand and arm reaching out to
me is reflected in them all. I take hold of the hand and discover it to be
as cold as stone. I back away as it withdraws back inside the mirror. On
an opposite wall, a woman�s hand now reaches out for me. And from above,
the hand of an Angel. The sleeve of it�s
gown is finery the likes of which I�ve never seen. It is salmon/melon
colored and shimmers like gold. Part of the Angels wing peeks through the
mirror. Each feather in fine detail, soft and baby pink. Is this a hand I
can trust? Good Angel or bad Angel? (3/6/97)
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