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NY united states - Sat Sep 10 11:09:26 2005
I went to the Wow Hall instead of the beach one weekend and met the man I was going to marry. I'd never blushed so easily by a compliment by anyone else ever in my life. I'd never seen such a handsome intelligent man,wearing a white suit, let alone have spoken to him that day night on the porch. He was the most interesting and beautiful man that I would ever meet. I saw him again one night in Portland but was unable to speak to him. If I had the chance I would have done my damnest to woo him and remind him of what it feels like to have very big dreams and wanting to share them with others who would appreciate and understand them too.
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NY united states - Sun Sep 4 22:16:07 2005
I had a dream I was laying in a thrift store with musical records in my hand. For some reason Isaac Brock was supposed to be in town performing and he was going to sign the cover of one of my records when he got to the thrift store. I never did see him in the thrift store but I did at my house and I couldn't wait to kiss him and he was wearing a maroon vintage suit. I was wearing my blue checkered shirt and had my arms around him and it felt very good. He commented on how he really liked my shirt and although he looked very handsome in his suit I decided to not verbally show him my enthusiasm for him but,just put my arms around him and give him a very large smile and then a kiss. In my dream Isaac was the only one who didn't need any approval from my mom's boyfriend which meant that he was the only one I could be sexually comfortable and happy with. I was so excited because I didn't have to feel half full anymore.
trisha phipps <res20noq@verizon.com>
OR USA - Fri Aug 26 22:27:55 2005
I had a dream I was laying in a thrift store with musical records in my hand. For some reason Isaac Brock was supposed to be in town performing and he was going to sign the cover of one of my records when he got to the thrift store. I never did see him in the thrift store but I did at my house and I couldn't wait to kiss him and he was wearing a maroon vintage suit. I was wearing my blue checkered shirt and had my arms around him and it felt very good. He commented on how he really liked my shirt and although he looked very handsome in his suit I decided to not verbally show him my enthusiasm for him but,just put my arms around him and give him a very large smile and then a kiss. In my dream Isaac was the only one who didn't need any approval from my mom's boyfriend which meant that he was the only one I could be sexually comfortable and happy with. I was so excited because I didn't have to feel half full anymore.
trisha phipps <res20noq@verizon.com>
OR USA - Fri Aug 26 22:27:51 2005
I attended a very sacred ceremony in china. modern people, old customs, after the wedding ceremony, everyone clapped and yelled, go go go, baby baby. They were cheering on the newly couple, to form a new life....immediate! Long stairway, chinese woman praying infront of curtained area, and I hear the two newlyweds screwing each other's brains out. More people joined in the prayers around the entry way, and they were all praying for a boy. Over and Over again. I'm only there as their photographer.
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NY united states - Wed Aug 17 10:03:47 2005
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NY united states - Tue Aug 16 10:51:32 2005
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NY united states - Thu Aug 11 16:27:20 2005
saw that nothing is in my own fist. plant or jewel or feed alike. tinkering under the hood was the medicine. don't wonder boy me, wonder boy you. this is what it feels like to be in the womb, unsure what moment is the one. faint distanced but familliar voice, electric toes and stained lungs. the road isn't winding, and it's barely counting down... nothing is in my fist anyway. no jewel, plant, or scrub work horse is the remedy a year's long bath, but no raisin thumb.
g <gkpainter@gmail.com>
- Tue Aug 9 19:56:54 2005
Dreaming of going to purdue university, then walked into vanity, and paula was there, like I was gone too long. She told me straight out, either stay and hash it out, or you quit. So I yelled I quit and told her that working my ass off for peanuts while she bonus's, and never gives in return.....well, she can suck my fucking D****! And I had a huge smile. Met someone at a coffee shop with a bright smile, and made me giggle, and asked me when I was going to purdue.
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wi usoffuckinga - Thu Aug 4 15:53:31 2005
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- Thu Jul 28 15:03:20 2005
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- Thu Jul 28 4:48:06 2005
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- Thu Jul 28 4:43:43 2005
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NY united states - Fri Jul 8 17:55:23 2005
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NY united states - Fri Jul 1 14:57:23 2005
woke up satnd next to a crator which my only gues was the gate of hell, well i look over te edge and have a scary dead looking burnt looking person with a death grip on my hand. what would you do?

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NY united states - Thu Jun 30 10:15:15 2005
Dreaming of my sisters return, she is missing and I haven't told anyone yet. My son is crying and the only way I can get him to laugh is by saying hotpants. (gina, you know why) Then my son tumbles down to the ground and can not walk, it is dark, and my watery eyes are looking desperately for my only jewel in life...... I can not find him, my heart races I panic more and then I turn, as if the whole world shifted from night to day in that moment I see dead feet. One foot that has 7 scars on it. I awake in tears
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NY united states - Wed Jun 8 10:51:16 2005
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- Tue May 31 14:45:27 2005
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- Mon May 30 8:37:11 2005
funny, i don't know how booze soaked any of califone is...or generic for that matter.

- Fri May 27 17:26:54 2005
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- Fri May 27 16:51:15 2005
...it all sounds like the shmaltzy, boozebloated, generic camouflage that IS califone today.

- Fri May 27 15:05:56 2005
you're not here. i'm not there. we're still together. in eachothers hearts.
god
- Thu May 26 20:36:21 2005
pointing out paint on a friends face, mention how mine is dry and peeling. i sit in front of a mirror and begin to peel back my skin, which is thick and sticky. the last pieces look like a very generic camoflauge...

- Thu May 26 10:27:31 2005
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- Tue May 10 14:02:39 2005
luke laku lake rediculous line drive line dotted harn way to long under gone the bridge machine burnt down lovely lovely tanked like pride on the worn and tumble ride and hopes like dreams to be.
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- Mon May 9 20:45:07 2005
Woke up with a heavy and burdened, longing heart this morning. Fought a bit with the fiance last night before sleep. Was in my grandmothers house (she's been dead long time now), mother, uncle, sister were there. Girl was around. (Girl is not fiance, girl was one to chase in college. We have stayed friends since and correspond from time to time. Always have loved girl to some degree...) At stripmall on phone with girl. About to meet up with girl soon via car ride. On phone with girl she puts Modest Mouse song on phone for us to listen to together. Romantic. Heart travels through phone like music and voice. End of dream.
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NY united states - Sun May 1 15:33:28 2005
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NY united states - Mon Apr 25 14:03:24 2005
I had 2 characters, my bad side w/dark brown hair and my good side w/bright red hair. My good side was married to Ricky Martin, they were being playful I stuck out my tongue and he licked it. This made my bad side extremely angry and jealous, she was their maid and baby-sitter. My good side and Ricky had 2 kids, a little girl about 6, and a little boy about 2(I have had both these kids appears in many if my other dreams as my kids). My bad side would try to do things to make Ricky jealous, like make out w/some guy in their jacuzy and video tape it. Then he takes the bad me into the middle of a soccer stadium to yell at me infront of everyone, but the soccer players say they can tell he really likes me. Back at the house he takes the kids away from my bad side, they're downstairs w/the good me in the kitchen. He stays in the bedroom w/my badside he wants to be w/me, he wants to understand me, but then he leaves for a little bit. My imaginary friend (I had when I was little is real) is in the bedroom w/my bad side trying to cheer me up, we get drunk we listen to mixed tapes I made, she tells me I need to show them to him because they're really good, then she is just gone and he's back. He is sitting in my doorway, he says I'm drunk and he should stay w/me until I sober up. I say I am sober enough, I lean in and kiss him, he doesn't stop me and he doesn't leave.
Desiree <gypsywitch1278@yahoo.com>
CA USA - Sat Apr 16 0:00:21 2005

Tucson in the rear view mirror... but we hadn't even gone there yet. youre in the back seat, the dessert air is blowing right through the winsheild. We're in an old Jeep, you know the kind with the wood panels on the side and the bench seat. Im wishing you were laying next to me... you seem so far away. We lose our way to the Gulf of Mexico but drive until the border of Mississippi, but somehow we are on I-5 passing through Portland (in this case on the other side of Portland is Mississippi) But it looks just like the coast of Oregon. And we are driving toward Haystack Rock. But the tide is rushing in and we have to make it before the Rock is completely surrounded by water. Now your awake and your beaming eyes are focused on mine through the rear view mirror and suddenly the urgentness of getting there becomes irrelevent, this is because the Woody floats. And I know your trying to tell me... but you dont know how... that you love me.... I know this because every single one of your thoughts is scribbled on a sheet of paper laying on the passenger seat. And as a result of this, I also know you are going to die very soon from some unknown life long ilness that has to do with your kidneys. But I have known this for years... thats why Im taking you to Haystack Rock, your favorite place... To die... but we both know it has to happen and theres nothing we can do... and relief comes over both of us as we lay in eachother arms floating across the ocean towards the falling sun.

- Fri Mar 11 15:22:35 2005
Hi, This is not a weird dream but I thought I tell you anyway. It is about my best friend also ex. --- It was a summer day and I don't remember the last time I was so completely happy. I was standing outside. Then you came on your motor bike and smiled at me and at that time, as you smiled at me and I looked into your eyes I don't remember loving you so much. You got off your bike, grabbed me, and carried me into what was my house; My sister had gone long ago. We made love that was so soft and I was so happy and felt so safe. Then we had pink lemonade that looked like iced tea (Silly yeh). We were immediately dressed all of a sudden. And we walked out the door holding hands and I remember you holding my hand so tight. I couldn't even get my bag but I loved it so much we just left without it. But now you had your Doucetís moving car in the driveway and I didn't notice that it wasn't your motor bike. We got into the car and you looked at me with such a concern. Then took my hand and said to me ďpromise me you'll never let go... But I knew you werenít talking about our hands. Then I woke up. ~Peg
Peggy Leblanc <angellkisses1975@msn.com>
on canada - Thu Mar 3 19:30:37 2005
you're finally coming, we'eve established this over many phone conversations. i see you driving at night, moving closer and closer. i forget you and talk to an acquaintance in my old minneapolis living room. spider plants, a view of our green kitchen and an orange haired know it all who just has to inform me in her overly serious tone, "i do not like him" - meaning "watch out," meaning "he does drugs" or "you're gonna cheat and have sex with him"...i enter the kitchen and he's arrived. he is standing over a huge blackened soup pot on his tiptoes and pantless. he is making me soup,wearing only a stripped tshirt. I lift his shirt up and see his slightly boil covered ass because he is wearing thong underwear - just night right on a guy, but it's somehow part of his rebel schtick.?. he turn's to me and me we press our forheads together and he murmers, "i want to see your hips in rome." - cheesey, i know, but it felt good to surrender to anyhow... i feel my dissaproving friend right next to me, she hates that we're gonna kiss, so i stop after the first one and leave you, as usual. i was literally jolted awake after that last dream moment...

MN - Sun Feb 27 10:53:36 2005
Was at CU... got shrunk in laboratory, placed in tiny burning dorm building that some lazy schmuck had shrunk rather than douse fires of... I had to put out its fires myself. Made myself a bed... but then about 60 nurses-- all OCD-- were shrunk too-- they took over most of the dorm... then we fought wars against other regions of the country... in order to call home, one had to get inside a building with a glass facade w/o looking at the portrait w/ a medusa-effect on the first floor-- somehow, I was the so-called "10th soldier," separated from my "region..." I finally managed to get inside the building w/ the facade, making a phonecall home... only to have a little girl w/ a voice like Danelle's answer... (it wasn't her)-- she said that she and her parents had lived in my house for years, that they had never known its previous occupants... hanging up, I walked downstairs to leave the building, very dejected + afraid... somehow, myself, Peter, asshole Greg, and others were there, also complaining about "home" having gone away. This black guy I'd never seen before but was somehow my friend told me a similar story about his being unable to contact his home in Ohio. His girlfriend, with whom he was excessively physical (in public), was Hispanic, voluptuous, nubile as fuck. I think I was more than a little jealous. We were all real down about how much work we'd done for Psych and how it was all a waste now that the outside world as we knew it was probably destroyed. Came across my brother using computer in another building. Said he couldn't get in touch with anything that remained of home, either... was talking to Ross on AIM, but then immediately showed me that Ross was just sitting in a diff. part of the same room. He was unable to call home either-- frustrated, scared, apprehensive. We all felt as though the world was coming to an end.
mike <kalnin_m@denison.edu>
- Sun Feb 27 2:16:29 2005
Within a two hour nap I remember seeing a hermaphrodite, primarily male, who had no fat nor abdominal muscles. His kidneys and liver were showing through his skin, stretched-tight over his lower extremities. The next thing I knew my mom and I were flying (by jet) around the world. I was miserable, tied up in headphones and paperbacks and halfhearted journal entries. In reality I would have been thrilled to be seeing the world-- but in this context I was completely distracted. I didn't even pay attention to where we landed each time. Eating when I was told, mom and I were chowing down in a restaurant. Suddenly the entire restaurant was screaming and crowding around a particular spot. The roof was made of semi-transparent reeds, and peering through I could see a falling 737 with engines on either wing a-blazing. I began to realize that I was in an authoritarian Bangkok (I know, makes no sense), and a Falun Gong-style group of monks was at odds with the government. It was their jet, and the gov't had just shot it down. Two engines were shot and its course was lazy and arbitrary-- the pilot must have been dead. It circled for more than a full five minutes, accompanied by Wagner, some of us fainting as it fell closer and closer. The screams of the other restaurant patrons suddenly went dead quiet as it suddenly veered straight for us. At the last minute it took a turn to the east, going down about a mile away. My mom and I drove to the crash site, ready to throw ourselves into the rescue effort. The sky was clearest blue, the city was suddenly jungle and rice paddies; the locals suddenly gave way to scrawny white gays in tie-dyed tank tops. We got to the crash site, and everyone was hurt in some way-- limbs missing, wound dressings, casts-- I burst into tears and hugged my mom-- I've never had a dream quite that moving-- we asked how we could help, were sent to a longer line of volunteers, from which we were sent with cans of spraypaint to write "inspirational messages" on the walls of the crash site, a former hippie commune rice paddy. Just before I was given my can, one of the tank-topped short-shorted farmers gave me a pinch on the ass-- affectionate, saying not so much "I want your ass" as "I'm glad your ass is here." That's where things ended. Most vivid dream I've ever had.
Mike <kalnin_m@denison.edu>
- Sat Feb 26 0:28:40 2005
i remember you as we speak, your voice rushes every buried feeling up to the surface, but i can't recall the words. i turn away from you and look at myself in a full length mirror. i'm immediately aroused at the sight of my nipples. you place a small oval mirror between my legs and i wake up coming. what does this mean?

- Wed Feb 23 13:59:29 2005
past life dream... father sister and i are eating at the table, in a warm small and perfectly cluttered european home. we are speaking warmly to one another, truly interdependant and secure. i am a young painter, learning technique, hardly the focus of my life, as it seems familly relationships come first. i don't realize how important the painting is to me until my father takes the brushes i have received and openly disaproves of their presence, we argue and he disposes of them, as the objects are connected to some piece of a war he can't bear to remember. i am broken and feel crippled, but my life is still warm. some time later we go to see the whales migrate, and the image of them is astonishing. they are all young and blowing water high, and we are close enough, on a boat perhaps, to touch them. they feel cool and moist and circle us for awhile before continuing. i am curious, and dunk my torso into the sea, holding my breath. there is a dying elephant on the ocean floor, visable a few feet below me. it is old, decorated, and withering in a patient fashion. somehow, aloud, it speaks to me. it says "I am the one who matched you and your nephew, i am departing from here" and with this i know it means to say, i decided that you and your nephew would know eachother this lifetime. humbled, i earnstly express my graditude, but being underwater, my thanks is garbled. i don't worry it over, i know this gracious guide has been able to here me longer than i may be able to recognize.
gina
- Wed Feb 16 11:00:36 2005
i woke up like anyother schoolday and got ready but when i was about to leave my mother said "what are you doing" in a tone that implied that i was doing something that was obviously unusual. When i said going to school she said " you know you dont go to school" I was very suprised she said that. I asked her why i didnt go to school. And she acted in the way people act when they talk about something painful to them. she said " you know why" and i said remind me again, by this time i was really upset. she said "because you cant leave this house" she was very red and she had started to cry. I didnt understand why she was crying i thought everything was very normal. I asked her why i didnt leave the house. her answer was "because the judge ruled that you were to be home bound" Through the following dialog i discovered that when i was eight years old i strangled a little girl to death in the park. but i did not remeber doing it and i started to vomit uncontrolably. i woke up in a sweat
CAST <mayonaise1616161@yahoo.com>
MO - Fri Feb 11 15:22:15 2005
it was the wee hours of the night, i had been up working on some music, drinking tea, writing,then took a break to wash dishes after a dinner party the night before... it's so quiet that when the phone rings, it sounds terrifying-- something horrifying or reveletory on the other end. it's rutili looking for an apartment to live in. suddenly i realize it's almost dawn, but not quite, and i know i must be on my toes, like i've passed those hours when evil is it's deepest and bleakest, but i may've snagged something forth, a stray nightstalking trickster posing as an indie rocker is hyperactively jumping up and down... when i say i want to see him in full daylight, he cowers and hangs up, as is his way.

- Wed Feb 9 15:06:25 2005
every one in my school turned into lettuce and i was the only one who turned into an aparagus

- Mon Feb 7 21:16:11 2005
Ben,with out a beard, came to the place I work and asked me what I was doing, I said I wasnít doing anything and asked me if I wanted to come over to Timís (Rutili). So I ditched work and cut across a parking lot with Ben. When we got to the other side of the lot Ben produced 2 sleds and we rode down this giant snow covered hill to Timís house, where there was a boy outside wearing a snow mobile suit and shoveling the walk way. We went inside and Tim and Ben introduced me to Tim Loftus. (although in real life Iíve only met Loftus through strange and beautiful stories.) I donít know what the point of the dream was, but I kept thinking about how I blew work off to sled down a hill and meet Loftus.
Oren
IN - Mon Feb 7 0:06:23 2005
i was chatting with a friend about how women start getting there wet dreams way later in life... his wife recently had a dream of being in a mud bath full of midgets...
austin <auzsten@hotmail.com>
IL usa - Sun Feb 6 12:41:54 2005
i was in the woods and i came across this contraption - 2 rusty metal poles and a net laying on the ground. a sign said "bear catcher - $10 - i really work!" a snake told me to buy it, so i did. the metal poles started to generate electricity and the net began to float up into the air. i followed the net and saw a bear walking around on 2 legs. the net hovered over the bear, but at the last minute he sidestepped it, and the net fell to the ground. the bear said to me "you think the snake is smarter than i am?" and started to laugh at me. then he asked me where the snake was. i looked down into a pile of dead leaves, and the snake began to slither out and move towards me. i was walking slowly backwards and then i tripped and fell on my back. the snake began to move up between my legs and up along the exact center of my body. i watched the snake's face as it got closer to mine, and i knew it was going to bite. i remember telling myself "this is a dream and you need to wake up NOW", so i did. seems to me that this must have something to do with kundalini energy. i could be wrong, but between 2 metal poles with electricity and a snake moving directly up my center? c'mon!
laura <pshp@pastrysharp.com>
fl - Sat Feb 5 13:43:20 2005
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- Wed Feb 2 13:06:23 2005