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November 2004
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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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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@dreamgte.com
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@earthlink.net> 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 :
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@etherways.com
. 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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Capitalism and Schizophrenia. Preface by Michel Foucault.
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More essays on non-representational dreamwork can be found on the
Postmodern Dreaming Page: http://www.dreamgate.com/pomo
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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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