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    001 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - Gypsie Dream - Marcus Tong
    002 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - Losing Battle of Determination- by Seeking 
Enlightenment
    003 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - Geshko's Dream

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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Gypsie Dream - Marcus Tong
Date: Thu, 13 May 1999 11:34:17 -0700
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Dream Title              Gypsie Dream - Marcus Tong
Date of Dream            The night of 20 April 1999
Dream                    I had a dream last night and I was wondering if
you could help me to interpret it.

Firslty, I don't dream very often and dream in colour.

In this dream, I was a refugee/gypsie but I had a different face (didn't
look like my me). This was the same situation with the rest of 
my family. I knew it was them but they all had different faces. My father
was there and he had actually died twelve years ago. There 
was no no violence in this dream. We were sitting around a gypsie-like
campsite. There were horses and camp fires. We were just 
sitting there talking and having a beer.

To me it's such a weird dream, that I would love somebody to explain it to
me. Any ides?

Best Regards

Marcus
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Losing Battle of Determination- by Seeking Enlightenment
Date: Thu, 13 May 1999 11:35:17 -0700
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Dream Title              Losing Battle of Determination- by Seeking
Enlightenment
Date of Dream            April 26, 1999
Dream                    I had a dream that had to do with 2 kids, another
adult and myself. I dreamed that we were in a large body of water. Like a
lake or beach or something. The other adult and I were on a dock. The dock
had a roof over it. The two kids were in the water next to the dock. I
remember that I kept trying to build these rafts that the kids could sit
in. I remember that I thought it was very important that would be able to
"sit" and float in the water. These rafts were supposed to be floating in
the water but they kept sinking or breaking. The rafts were the blow up
kind that you would take to the pool. The kids did not seem traumatized and
they did not die or even get hurt when the rafts started to break or sink.
In fact, as the rafts broke or sank, I caught them in time so neither child
was harmed. The water was only waist deep for me. I am not sure if I ever
got in the water or not, but I remember realizing that the water was not
deep. The water was a green/b!
!
lue and seemed to be fresh water because of its clarity, but it also seemed
that we were at the ocean at the same time because I do not remember seeing
any land nearby. The water was calm and had no waves. The kids could not
swim. One child was maybe 4-5 and the other was 6-8. As I remember, one kid
looked like my younger cousin, Chelsea but she was younger than Chelsea is
in real life. In real life, Chelsea is 10. She also did not act like
Chelsea. Though I could say, it was her. The other child I want to say, was
my nephew, Gio. He is only 4. But again, the personality was different and
neither voice matched how the kids' talk. I do remember getting in the
water now to fix the rafts. I also used some kind of sticks to hold the
rafts together. It was like I kept the rafts folded in half, like a chair
formation for the kids to sit in and tried to hold the rafts together like
that with the sticks. They reminded me of sticks that you use when building
a kite. I heard music also.!
!
 I think it was coming from a radio that was on the dock. It was a specific
song, by Duncan Sheik, but I can't remember the name. The chorus rings a
bell though. It goes something like this "Cuz I am barely breathing/I can't
find the air/Don't know who I'm kidding/Imaging you care/I can't stand here
waiting�oooh for another day/ Don't  suppose I know the price that I must
pay� But I'm thinking it over, anyway� (Not sure if this has anything to do
with anything but I thought I would include it since I dreamed it) Now like
I said, the kids were not traumatized when the rafts kept breaking. I feel
sure of this. Also, I sensed that the other adult on the dock was a female
with short blond hair. I have no idea of who she was. She was not familiar
looking to me. It was not a family member. I am certain of that. I don't
think she was doing much, except I do recall that she was tying some rope
up on the dock. I recall that I kept trying over and over to fix these
rafts even though the!
!
y kept breaking. I also recall that as I was dreaming this, I knew they
would break. But the me that I was dreaming about, had no idea and just
kept trying to fix them over and over. 
Comments by Dreamer      I have been tracking my dreams only in the last
few days but I have found that I hear certain songs in my dreams. This
seems to happen in 50% of the dreams I have been having. Does this mean
something? I thought this was a bit strange as I have never heard of anyone
else having this happen. What does it mean? Any interpretaions are gladly
appreciated. 
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Geshko's Dream
Date: Fri, 14 May 1999 08:38:22 -0700
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Dream Title              Geshko's Dream
Date of Dream            May 2
Dream                    I find myself outside a theatre where I do
spotlights, and this girl that I think I love is cowering in a corner. Her
boyfriend is yelling at her, and it looks like its about to get violent. I
step in between them and stare at the guy. He looks suprised for a second,
then starts pummeling me. For some reason, I don't fight back. As I lose
conciousness in the dream, I wake up.
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