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001 - "Lane McCullough, LMSW-AC - Re: Digest dream-flow.v001.n029
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003 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - Spanish Journalist Seeks Lucid Sensational
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004 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - A still lake & a troubled house
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From: "Lane McCullough, LMSW-ACP" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Re: Digest dream-flow.v001.n029
Date: Mon, 25 Jan 1999 16:14:42 -0600
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I have run into the "man who trys to drug women" many times in my clients
dreams. From a strictly archetypal standpoint, (we don't have enough
subjective associations to get a good personal feel for this) I see this as
a struggle between the woman's ego and the overwhelming influence of the
Animus. The animus complex acts somewhat like a drug. It puts the woman to
sleep (as in sleeping beauty), or disempowers her. In this case perhaps the
dynamic of the relationship is "tempting" this woman to take a drug. In
other words, asking her to give herself up. She may not be conscious of
the struggle but her unconscious says this is the way it is. You are
wrestling to stay conscious in this relationship. A interesting realization
at the end of the dream. The drug is "sweet" and doesn't seem to effect
her. Not sure what that means. Maybe there isn't anything to worry about
after all. Just some thoughts. Certainly to analyze the color red could be
helpful. It is always helpful to explore the thoughts and feelings during
the dream.
Good luck
Lane
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> 001 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - Boyfriend becomes a pusher
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>From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
>Subject: Boyfriend becomes a pusher
>Date: Sun, 24 Jan 1999 10:33:25 -0800
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>Boyfriend becomes a pusher - by Honey
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>i had this dream a few nights ago - and it really freaked me out... PLEASE
GET
>BACK TO ME VIA EMAIL, OR IF YOU PUT IT ON A WEBSITE, EMAIL ME THE LINK..
>PLEASE!! I REALLY WANT TO KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS! AND I REMEMBER A LOT OF
>DETAILS, SO IF YOU NEED ANY MORE, JUST EMAIL ME... THANX!
>
>K, here's the dream...
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>ok, my bf and i lived in an apartment building.. we had rooms right next to
>each other... he had a room with his best friend dustin.. and i was
>supposedly with my family.. but they were never there...anyways, the walls
and
>carpet were this weird moss green.. ok, so i walk out to see josh [my bf],
and
>him and dustin are in the closet doing some drug.. it was this red powder
>stuff.. in a tube type thing... and they looked at me and laughed.. i was
>kinda like o..k.. and i went back in my room... the next day i came out of
my
>room and josh was sitting on the floor with this drug.. and he was just
>laughing.. i mean, hysterically. and he wanted me to do some and i was like
>no, and he didn't ask again... the next day, i went into their apartment,
and
>josh were doing the drug thing again.. and once again he was laughing
>hysterically... and he tryed to get me to do it again, and i was like no,
but
>this time he tried to make me take it... and i screamed and left.. THEN the
>next day i went into their apartment and no one was there.. so i was
sitting
>on josh's bed and a few min later he walked in... and he seemed fine, and
he
>apologized for the past few days.. and i'm like ok, apology accepted.. then
>we're making out and stuff.. and josh got this thing out of his pocket.. i
>can't see what it is... but you tell me to close my eyes, and he shoves the
>drug down my throat.. its this red powder stuff.. and its like sugar.. and
i
>try to spit it out, and he's laughing hysterically.. and for some reason,
the
>drug doesn't effect me... and i leave...
>
>heres the thing.. i was afraid of him, i mean deathly afraid... i don't
know
>why! and this dream scared me.. i mean it really scared me!!
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>what do you think? i'm soo confused! i mean, our relationship is really
good,
>he never cheated on me or anything!! and he doesnt' do drugs... and we've
been
>together 6 months and WE'VE NEVER EVEN HAD A FIGHT!! Please get back to
me!!
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Date: Mon, 25 Jan 1999 20:13:27 EST
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peace had lain to the right of the apartment with the green walls if you had
avoided becoming weird until the next dream
more at www.dreamgate.com./dream/dubetz/
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Spanish Journalist Seeks Lucid Sensational Stories
Date: Tue, 26 Jan 1999 08:30:31 -0800
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I am a spanish reporter. I am rearching for lucid dreams and his meaning
in y the journely life. Can the lucid dreams transformer our lifes? How?
I need practises exemples about persons who hade changed his lifes after
a lucid dream. Thanks for your help. I am waiting hear yours notices.
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Gloria Garrido
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: A still lake & a troubled house
Date: Tue, 26 Jan 1999 11:18:47 -0800
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Dream Title A still lake & a troubled house
Date of Dream
Dream The dream centers around an estate that was
donated by an elderly man. The house itself seems like the perfect "fixer
upper", wainscotting, winding staircase etc.- except the walls are bare and
underneath where the fireplace should be there is an incenerator like one
found in mortuarys. The house seems to be divided into two sections where
the back section has a studio apt feel with one large room and kitchen that
joins into the front room. I never use the front room to access the house
and when I go in the room a sense of overwhelming fear and dread pervade my
senses. Sometimes in the dream I find myself thinking "this is going to be
a great place to fix up and live", then I am on an old couch in the front
room watching tv when a face waxen in pallor with red eyes stares out at
the screen over what I am watching which is an old nfl game with greenbay
and detroit from the 50's. This part of the dream seems to cycle over and
over with me getting up!
!
and exploring the rest of the house. I go back into the rear of the house
and shut the door but it will not lock and barely closes. When I think
about going up the stairs I immediately become frightened and retreat to
the back room I inhabit. A long winding concrete hallway like those found
in the back of malls is how I enter and exit the house. This hall leads to
a bedroom where the smell of earth, like decompsing leaves and soil, mixed
with fresh rain is always prevalent. While exploring, actually with the
intent of getting the hell out of the place I see a visqueen tarp where a
wall should be outside the bedroom adjoining the garage(the bedroom has no
door, but I keep my keys, a zippo and a pair of oversized tennis shoes
there). Pulling back the tarp reveals the ruins of a chapel where I know
something(someone) is buried and for some reason the feeling of not being
at peace comes to mind. More of me sitting on the couch with the face(I am
just there all of a sudden)!
!
. This keeps reoccuring until I actually find myself telling the damn
thing to cut it out it is scaring the hell out of me. On occasion it
complys by grudginly leaving with the unspoken feeling it has not gone far.
This still fills me with fear. I call up a bishop(why a priest I don't
know- its a dream!)when I suddenly get the inspiration to have an exorcism.
I don't remember the conversation but do remember if I went and got him he
would do it. By this time none of my friends believe the house I live in
is "possessed" as I have come to believe in my dream. I grab my keys and
shoes, try to tie the laces feeling confident I am going to rid the house
of the problem, but also feeling that I cannot believe I waited so long and
any minute that thing is going to be wise to my plans. The laces won't tie
and I manage to get one shoe on and decide to forget the other one. I run
down the hall with one shoe to the garage. As I step out I see a lake in
the back with a stuffed d!
!
eer and doe place like one is looking up, alert and listening while the
other is drinking water. That is when an omniscient voice gives me the
history of the estate and owner. The grounds are immaculate with bright
green grass and the lake is very dark and still. Next door I see a woman
chase a dog into the yard. She is swearing and she looks unkempt; She
begins screaming at 3 small children for them to shut up she just wants to
keep warm. I see they are huddling near a fire in front of an open
aluminum lean-to the possession visibly piled up bundles of unidentifiable
articles. I feel sorry for her and suddenly I am back in the damn living
room only this time with the women. She tells me her woes and I tell her
she can live with me, but I need to do something first. An impending sense
of that thing still around is not far from the back of my mind as I speak
with her. I notice she has very clear, literaly sparkling blue eyes and
very large breasts, heavy petting ensue!
!
s and she says not to worry about whatever I have to do and start pushing
my head toward her crotch where she is already undressed. I realize I am
not going to get the bishop but don't care; and wake up.
Comments by Dreamer For some reason the events in the dream seemed
secondary to the setting of the dream, which is why I tried to give as
detailed a description as possible. This seemed to be the common thread of
the dream that I described, I omitted the incongruent dream frames of
george bush and al pacino doing dog day afternoon together;and the cast of
SNL playing hockey during bikeweek in daytona while Madelaine Khan looked
on in a low cut blouse. These scenes seemed to cut in and fade just as
spontaneosly with the dream above still intact.
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