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001 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - Late 4 Class re-occurring Dream
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003 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - House nightmare & house transformed nickbeth
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Late 4 Class re-occurring Dream
Date: Wed, 26 May 1999 23:31:56 -0700
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Dream Title Late 4 Class re-occurring Dream
Date of Dream 5/26/99
Dream I dream I'm attending a HUGE college. I wander
beautifully manicured grounds and walk along majestic hallways of glass,
granite and marble; all lush with potted plants and expensive artwork.
Everybody is lively and busy with college life, and I enjoy it so much I
forget I'm supposed to be getting registered.
These dreams span months in the course of one night. Eventually, I realize
I'm almost out of time and I simply MUST get registered. I scurry hither
and thither searching in vain for the registration office. Eventually I
realize I actually HAD registered, but forgotten, and I've lost my course
schedule so I don't have any clue where my class is.
Suddenly, I'm back in the halls of my old high school. I get a copy of my
course schedule and rush to the class, hoping I can catch up. I walk in and
sit down in a room full of kids, even though I'm 35 years old ... only to
find the final exam being passed out. I look at the exam and of course,
it's a jumble of complex formulas that would befuddle Stephen Hawkings.
I usually wake up at that point, feeling very nervous and stressed, but
also exhilarated by the majestic college campus. I feel a longing to
return and always look forward to the next re-occurrence of the dream.
Thanks all ~ Conan
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Date: Thu, 27 May 1999 22:18:08 EDT
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peace had lain to the right of the beemer if you had avoided becoming "feels
good"
more at www.dreamgate.com./dream/dubetz/
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: House nightmare & house transformed nickbeth
Date: Thu, 27 May 1999 21:54:02 -0700
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Dream Title House nightmare & house transformed
nickbeth
Date of Dream childhood-Christmas '98 (old)
May 26, 1999 (new)
Dream This dream is a recurring one that changed
significantly last night.
Before last night, it went like this:
I'm walking down a hallway in a big house with many rooms branching off the
hallway. I go into the first room and try to turn on the light, but it
doesn't work. It's late afternoon, and the sunlight is slanting in through
the window, giving me just enough light to see my reflection in the mirror
on the opposite wall. When I look into the mirror, I realize that I am
naked and that my face is horribly distorted and bleeding. I run out of
the room and find myself in a corridor on a train. Someone is now chasing
me (my reflection?) and so I am running from room to room, alternating
between coming out into the hallway in the house and the corridor on the
train. In every room there is another mirror and my reflection gets closer
and more menacing every time. The running/chasing/mirror sequence would
usually go on until I woke up sweating and shaking and terrified.
Apparently I talked and whimpered and yelled in my sleep when I had this
dream.
Last night, it was the same dream, only very different. This time, I'm
strolling down the hallway, dragging my hands over the plaster walls,
enjoying the feeling of the bumps in the walls over my fingertips. As I go
into the first room, the light comes on right away, and there's a man lying
on a bed with a large cut on his arm. He looks really scary and
frightening (like a homeless man), but I'm not afraid. I went over and
cleaned up the cut on his arm, ripped the sheet on the bed, and bandaged
him up. Then I started to pray for him to get better. He then
disappeared. I was expecting him to, I guess, since it didn't faze me at
all. As I walked out into the train corridor, I realized that someone was
waiting for me, and although I wanted to rush to see who it was, I knew
that I was doing something important, and that I had to finish it before
seeing who was there. I went through the same alternating sequence with
the hallway and the corridor as before, but this time in!
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every room was someone who needed bandaging and prayer before they all
disappeared. Finally I came out of a room into another room (they had all
had the hallway/corridor break before) and this time it was a beautiful
bedroom with candles everywhere like a sappy soap-opera seduction scene.
The person who was waiting for me was in the bed, and I don't know who it
was supposed to be, but it wasn't who I was expecting. It was my new
boyfriend in the bed, and he got up, took my hand, and held me close while
I cried, but it felt good. When I finished crying, he kissed me on the
forehead, and I woke up feeling very excited and full of energy.
Comments by Dreamer In the first dream, I am the only one in it, (with
the possible exception of my reflection, which is chasing me) and in the
second dream, the only person I recognized was my new boyfriend, whom I've
been dating for less than a month.
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