Friday Night, March 26-27, 2004
DreamScape: Last night all I remember was being in a big cemetary, flying around, looking for my grave which was supposed to be in a semi-circular design, taking up the spaces of about 100 graves. It was next to Chopin and Beethoven! HAHAHAH! But, I landed on the ground, and went up close, and all I could find were pairs of candles (like those candles in the tall cylinders we see at Christmas.) They were wedding candles. I remember seeing 3 pairs sitting on this stone shelf, with a bunch of other candles. One of them was mine, and the matching one - to my partner??? Then I woke up.
Saturday, March 27, 2004
Friday, March 26, 2004
Thursday night, March 25-26, 2004.
The Mayor (our friend, Richard), was in the last one . . . he had come to visit us in some big hotel. But, he died in his room, and we couldn't get anyone to come and take his body out! I waited all day, and no one came for him. So, I went into his suite, and was looking around his room. I found his famous little black book, and tried to find anything he didn't want anyone to see, and get rid of it. I found nothing bad. But . . . I found a bag full of Christmas presents - the first one I pulled out had my name on it, then there were many more presents I pulled out and laid on the bad. I was just ready to go back and call the 'family' and 'kids'? together, and I saw him moving! He was alive!
He woke up, and I was so happy. I told him what I'd done, and how nice it was for him to bring us all gifts!
Then, he was speaking at a luncheon, and I remember going up to him and giving him a big hug, and telling him how glad I was he was not dead. I was actually crying crocodile tears! He was with some big financial bigwig, who was ignoring me, because I wasn't 'important' enough to bother with me. I was still very sad at almost having lost the mayor, when I woke up! The End!
The Mayor (our friend, Richard), was in the last one . . . he had come to visit us in some big hotel. But, he died in his room, and we couldn't get anyone to come and take his body out! I waited all day, and no one came for him. So, I went into his suite, and was looking around his room. I found his famous little black book, and tried to find anything he didn't want anyone to see, and get rid of it. I found nothing bad. But . . . I found a bag full of Christmas presents - the first one I pulled out had my name on it, then there were many more presents I pulled out and laid on the bad. I was just ready to go back and call the 'family' and 'kids'? together, and I saw him moving! He was alive!
He woke up, and I was so happy. I told him what I'd done, and how nice it was for him to bring us all gifts!
Then, he was speaking at a luncheon, and I remember going up to him and giving him a big hug, and telling him how glad I was he was not dead. I was actually crying crocodile tears! He was with some big financial bigwig, who was ignoring me, because I wasn't 'important' enough to bother with me. I was still very sad at almost having lost the mayor, when I woke up! The End!
Monday, March 01, 2004
St. Patrick's Day 12:51 am Sat 3/1/2004
Part I
- We were at a St. Patrick's Day Party. But it was a continuation from the "big-star at an awards ceremony" dream. I had earlier.
- This time, tho, there were many boyfriends - I was to choose which one I'd go out with. There were two Rick's, and about 5 others,k I liked them all, but they kept disappearing. [as I write this the very eerie sound of an English ambulance goes by - "Woo-ahh, woo-ahh, woo-ahh" and changes pitch, as it fades off into the distance.
- This is pretty much the sound of our American ambulance, but we rarely hear them on Sheridan road (residential), especially when there is no traffic, that early in the am.
- Okay, so back to the dream - this last Rick comes back, and we are quite enamored with each other.
- He is gorgeous, wearing a tan cowboy hat with the corners turned way up on the sides. Blue jeans.
- He is a building contractor, and we talk a bit about fuildings.
- We are given an assignment - we are to draw a picture to express our love to each other.
- He goes off and I create mine.
- There were some really cute guys from the health club there, standing in line - they were there to get their hair cut, or colored, or something drastic.
- Rick came back and fought them off. He was really trying to impress me.!
- So, now we go to look at each other's drawing. I was shocked to see how elaborate his was.
- There was a castl, and details like a blueprint! He was a very good artist - an architect, in fact!
- Well, this girl appeared. She was putting on her black stockings. She had gorgeous legs - I recognized her and said "Oh, Hi, you're Crystal Rogers aren't you? (An older girl in H.S.) But it was not her. Her name was something else, (I forgot).
- She hung out with the popular girls, but they did some drugs. Just then, one of the drug lords came up and tried to woo me and get me to smoke with him.
- I told him "No - you're on drugs" Then I threatened if I ever found out who was doing these, I'd make their lives "so miserable", etc.
- He got up in my face "or what" - arguing with me. Finally, he went slinking off.
- Rick came back and we danced, ate at the buffet line, and even skated on the floor. He had a sculpted body and "killer" face. Gorgeous, cowboy type.
- I wasn't going to choose him, at first, but this was part of the elimination round, and he was starting to win me over.
- I was quickly falling for him.
- Well, in typical fashion, he disappeared for awhile, and we couldn't find him ANYwhere!
- There was this older, Polish woman, or maybe Russian?? She came up to me, bitching and screaming right up in my face and wouldn't shut up, till I slapped her.
- Then, she went and told her big, burly husband, and he got to punch me. I deserved it, for letting her get to me, like that.
- Then, someone in the crowd - one of my spies, said "Oh, I just saw Rick out in the lobby - he was talking on his cell phone" - meaning he was talking to one of his other boyfriends - which meant that he disappeared to make his little phone calls.
- He became quickly distracted with me, and that was all I needed to see. I saw my Sister and some other friends coming my way. I called to them.
- Just then, I saw Michael Laridon sneaking out to go see his friend, Joe Kordan. I called to him, but didn't have time for all his nonsense - I went with my sister and the Coxes (H.S. friends of our parents) out the main door, and we left the party together.
- Once outside, I ran into my dad - standing outside this shrine (see Part II) . . .
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Part II
- The repeat of a dream - a secret temple in the woods.
- But a tourist stop. Inside the shrine, an immensely evil man. His pictures hung on the walls - he posessed many evil powers. Things in the house moved.
- Cabinets contained mechanized functions - statues moved about - music played - similar to German cuckoo clocks.
- There was a piece like a bird - it was an owl. It came out of its cabinet like the cuckoo in a clock while you were looking at something else, and just as your attention was about to be free from another display, ending, the owl/cuckoo came out and turned around 180 degs., and went back inside it's case - only this time it ran down and stopped. It stood there with its back turned, as the music and the clock, inside stopped.
- I had seen my dad, Phil, standing outside the shrine, and I told him that I'd show it to him. That it was okay, I'd been there before, that I knew it well, and my health club was in the basement, inside.
- We actually were doing something together, peacefully.
- So, I took him up the pyramid-like entrance, and I was all excited to be giving the tour.
- I showed him a small room that had a door on the opposite side, which looked through to the portrait room.
- This small ante-room was lined with thick oak or walnut panelling - elaborate carved mouldings and doorways.
- It was Victorian, but American, however, the "Count" who lived there was older than time,itself - almost like a vampire.
- I am one of the only people that ever witnessed him. He was too evil for most visitors. He hid behind the walls, so no one could find him.
So, anyway, we walked through the little ante-room, into the main hall or chamber - we were captivated by all the movement and music boxes playing all around.
- I was about to show my dad the evil portraits, with the "living" eyes
- But, now they were gone.!The place was being renovated and re-decorated. They were putting out vases with flowers and replacing the tapestries of evil.
- There was a woman standing in the front - sort of a hostess, or open-house tour guide. I think her name was Becky. She spoke with a cultured, yet slightly Southern accent.
- We discussed what the evil master looked like - I said he reminded me of a very good-looking rock-star.
- The lady said "yes - he was related to many famous people - a famous actor named ???" (I forgot. - And also to Mick Jagger and Keith Moon.
- But, this guy had a very demonic evil - it was more powerful than anything we could describe.
- It was described by both of us as severely "bi-polar!" (She agreed with me - "yes a bi-polarness).
THen I woke up - Puss puss was at my head on my pillow!
Notes: One of the names that sticks out was "Oberweiss" as in the dairy. (This is also Election Primary time, and he was a candidate in the news a lot.) Also, the girl's name I said I forgot, was "Luanne Rhymes" - (not Lee Ann).
The actor's name was something like Richard Chamberlain, or Lee Marvin. That era.
Part I
- We were at a St. Patrick's Day Party. But it was a continuation from the "big-star at an awards ceremony" dream. I had earlier.
- This time, tho, there were many boyfriends - I was to choose which one I'd go out with. There were two Rick's, and about 5 others,k I liked them all, but they kept disappearing. [as I write this the very eerie sound of an English ambulance goes by - "Woo-ahh, woo-ahh, woo-ahh" and changes pitch, as it fades off into the distance.
- This is pretty much the sound of our American ambulance, but we rarely hear them on Sheridan road (residential), especially when there is no traffic, that early in the am.
- Okay, so back to the dream - this last Rick comes back, and we are quite enamored with each other.
- He is gorgeous, wearing a tan cowboy hat with the corners turned way up on the sides. Blue jeans.
- He is a building contractor, and we talk a bit about fuildings.
- We are given an assignment - we are to draw a picture to express our love to each other.
- He goes off and I create mine.
- There were some really cute guys from the health club there, standing in line - they were there to get their hair cut, or colored, or something drastic.
- Rick came back and fought them off. He was really trying to impress me.!
- So, now we go to look at each other's drawing. I was shocked to see how elaborate his was.
- There was a castl, and details like a blueprint! He was a very good artist - an architect, in fact!
- Well, this girl appeared. She was putting on her black stockings. She had gorgeous legs - I recognized her and said "Oh, Hi, you're Crystal Rogers aren't you? (An older girl in H.S.) But it was not her. Her name was something else, (I forgot).
- She hung out with the popular girls, but they did some drugs. Just then, one of the drug lords came up and tried to woo me and get me to smoke with him.
- I told him "No - you're on drugs" Then I threatened if I ever found out who was doing these, I'd make their lives "so miserable", etc.
- He got up in my face "or what" - arguing with me. Finally, he went slinking off.
- Rick came back and we danced, ate at the buffet line, and even skated on the floor. He had a sculpted body and "killer" face. Gorgeous, cowboy type.
- I wasn't going to choose him, at first, but this was part of the elimination round, and he was starting to win me over.
- I was quickly falling for him.
- Well, in typical fashion, he disappeared for awhile, and we couldn't find him ANYwhere!
- There was this older, Polish woman, or maybe Russian?? She came up to me, bitching and screaming right up in my face and wouldn't shut up, till I slapped her.
- Then, she went and told her big, burly husband, and he got to punch me. I deserved it, for letting her get to me, like that.
- Then, someone in the crowd - one of my spies, said "Oh, I just saw Rick out in the lobby - he was talking on his cell phone" - meaning he was talking to one of his other boyfriends - which meant that he disappeared to make his little phone calls.
- He became quickly distracted with me, and that was all I needed to see. I saw my Sister and some other friends coming my way. I called to them.
- Just then, I saw Michael Laridon sneaking out to go see his friend, Joe Kordan. I called to him, but didn't have time for all his nonsense - I went with my sister and the Coxes (H.S. friends of our parents) out the main door, and we left the party together.
- Once outside, I ran into my dad - standing outside this shrine (see Part II) . . .
--------
Part II
- The repeat of a dream - a secret temple in the woods.
- But a tourist stop. Inside the shrine, an immensely evil man. His pictures hung on the walls - he posessed many evil powers. Things in the house moved.
- Cabinets contained mechanized functions - statues moved about - music played - similar to German cuckoo clocks.
- There was a piece like a bird - it was an owl. It came out of its cabinet like the cuckoo in a clock while you were looking at something else, and just as your attention was about to be free from another display, ending, the owl/cuckoo came out and turned around 180 degs., and went back inside it's case - only this time it ran down and stopped. It stood there with its back turned, as the music and the clock, inside stopped.
- I had seen my dad, Phil, standing outside the shrine, and I told him that I'd show it to him. That it was okay, I'd been there before, that I knew it well, and my health club was in the basement, inside.
- We actually were doing something together, peacefully.
- So, I took him up the pyramid-like entrance, and I was all excited to be giving the tour.
- I showed him a small room that had a door on the opposite side, which looked through to the portrait room.
- This small ante-room was lined with thick oak or walnut panelling - elaborate carved mouldings and doorways.
- It was Victorian, but American, however, the "Count" who lived there was older than time,itself - almost like a vampire.
- I am one of the only people that ever witnessed him. He was too evil for most visitors. He hid behind the walls, so no one could find him.
So, anyway, we walked through the little ante-room, into the main hall or chamber - we were captivated by all the movement and music boxes playing all around.
- I was about to show my dad the evil portraits, with the "living" eyes
- But, now they were gone.!The place was being renovated and re-decorated. They were putting out vases with flowers and replacing the tapestries of evil.
- There was a woman standing in the front - sort of a hostess, or open-house tour guide. I think her name was Becky. She spoke with a cultured, yet slightly Southern accent.
- We discussed what the evil master looked like - I said he reminded me of a very good-looking rock-star.
- The lady said "yes - he was related to many famous people - a famous actor named ???" (I forgot. - And also to Mick Jagger and Keith Moon.
- But, this guy had a very demonic evil - it was more powerful than anything we could describe.
- It was described by both of us as severely "bi-polar!" (She agreed with me - "yes a bi-polarness).
THen I woke up - Puss puss was at my head on my pillow!
Notes: One of the names that sticks out was "Oberweiss" as in the dairy. (This is also Election Primary time, and he was a candidate in the news a lot.) Also, the girl's name I said I forgot, was "Luanne Rhymes" - (not Lee Ann).
The actor's name was something like Richard Chamberlain, or Lee Marvin. That era.
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