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Wendigo/windigo

2008-01-25T21:07:27Z

Hey there, first post. :)

I have been having a very strange series of dreams involving wendigos or windigos. Keep in mind, prior to this morning I knew nothing about windigos.

The first dream was that I was a teen living with my grandparents again. I found a young abandoned girl, probably about four years old, and brought her home. My grandparents took her in, and even though she was very quiet she was good kid. After a few nights she refused to stay in her room alone and so I went upstairs to investigate one night and find out why she didn't want to be there. She claimed that there was a monster hiding under her bed, waiting to "Sweeney" her. I thought that was kind of weird language for a little girl but I started to get down on all fours to search for the trapdoor she claimed was there. She held me back and said I should get my grandfather, because the monster would surely overpower me.

I get my grandfather and even though he thinks it is all silly I convince him that she is not going to sleep if no one looks under the bed. At about this time this feeling comes over everyone in the room that something that shouldn't be there is. We can just barely see the hinges of a trapdoor by the foot of the bed. We decide rather than looking under the bed we are going to take the little girl and leave the house. So we load up into the family RV and take off. We go out into the woods and find this little tiny town that I frequently dream about but as far as I know have never visited or been to.

We park the RV but everyone is at each other's throats. We are all fighting about what we felt in the room and where it came from, and how stupid we were to just take off. The little girl is silent and just watches the whole thing from the sofa.

In the next dream my grandparents fought up until their deaths, which I was not witness to and so I am not sure on how they died. I blamed the little girl, though, who I was beginning to realize was not what I had originally thought. I have begun to sense that she is supernatural. About four years have passed and she is about 8 years old. Her vocabulary has continued to stun me and she still hasn't let me down. She tries to manipulate me. She tells me that even though I am angry about their deaths it will be okay because I still have her and she will never leave me.

I lie to her face because I am afraid of what she can do to me. I tell her that sounds like it will be okay and she seems happy. At this point she sometimes begins to lose her human appearance and purplish, decayed flesh begins to show. She quickly shifts back into a human form so that it is almost unnoticeable. I am afraid of her so I decide to get help. This dream ends with me wandering around the woods looking for the town.

I come across a trapper, a wizened Native American who says there is a tribe a few miles further, and that the council is meeting right now, and if I hurry I might have time to tell them about my problem. As I walk into the village, the girl runs out of the woods and joins me. She wants to know what I am doing, where am I going, who am I going to see? She smiles at me but I can tell she doesn't trust me. She grabs my hand and I walk down the street telling her I was just going to see if I could barter for supplies. She doesn't buy it. We come across two women I know from somewhere but don't recognize. As we are talking they begin to change as well, just like the girl, from pink flesh to purplish decayed flesh. I realize then that she can possess anyone and still keep her human form. She seems to know what I have figured out and begins to explain to me that she is a Windigo, that there are three different kinds and she tells me their traits. She seems to be the very bad kind by her summary. She says some Windigos are representative of rage, some of greed, and in her case, poison, death, cannibalism and misfortune. She tries to tell me they have positive traits as well. That the windigo who brings rage also brings love and passion, that the windigo who brings greed also brings money and lots of it, and that even though she is a lonely entity, she can bring happiness, trust and companionship to the person she bonds with. Me.

I don't buy it for a second. I can tell that everything about her is all bad. She makes me go back to the RV. In the next dream, a few years pass, she is now a teenager. People in the little town have been dying or disappearing and I know that it is her. She has even started to kill off the natives. I begin to realize that she will kill everyone to make sure I am alone. I know that this is my last chance to get hope. I leave in the middle of the night and go to the town. The council is meeting first thing in the morning. I walk in in the middle of the meeting and right up to the chief. He tells me to wait my turn. I tell him I know what is happening to everyone. I notice a woman nearby who keeps changing between normal skin and rotted skin so I ask the chief to come with me to speak about it privately. He sends his wife to deal with me.

We go into a bathroom and I am telling her and a secretary the entire story. About how I found the girl, how my grandparents died and I suspected now that she may have eaten them and been eating the locals. They knew immediately what she was and were very serious about the whole thing, they knew we needed to speak to the chief immediately. I heard something outside the stall so I told them to stand back and opened the door. When I looked out the aisle between the stalls was filled with women who were now possessed. They were confused and talking all at once. I was horrified. I turned around to close the stall and the women with me had been possessed as well. I ran back to the council to tell the chief but he had noticed as well and for some reason the room was much darker now. The people there were all terrified of being eaten or becoming Windigos too. I had befriended several of the villagers during the series of dreams and they had all been possessed as well. I knew the girl was nearby, maybe disguised. So I began to yell at her.

I told her she had to stop possessing all these people, that she was being foolish, they would eat all the villagers in no time and then she would starve. This seemed to scare her enough that she let most of them go except for the wife and the secretary, who I was holding on to by their hair. I had forced them down onto their knees in front of a window and the girl kept asking me to get away from there. I didn't know what about the window had her upset or what it would do to her. A villager jumped up and grabbed the windigo girl. I am not sure what happened at this point, but she began to wail and as the sun set I held the women down in front of the window in the sunlight and they began to scream and wail as well. The dream ends here and it is never really made clear to me why that seemed to have an effect on them.

In the next dream I am in the marketplace. I am getting married, and so I am shopping for dresses and cakes and all of that good stuff. I have a lot of friends now, I am happy, and I finally feel like now that the windigo girl is gone I can be close to people without losing them. There is a running joke with the Natives that I am the windigo slayer and they always rib me about killing windigos. I see an advertisement for a new bridal store, and I get excited to go try on dresses. Every once in a while though, I get the feeling that the windigo girl is near, and sometimes I catch a glimpse of her.

Normally I would be like, "okay, weird, detailed, vivid dream" but I got curious and decided to look up what a windigo is. A lot of the stuff in the dream reflects what windigo myths say, the problem with that of course that I knew nothing about the windigo when I started having these dreams. And no, I don't have the sudden, overwhelming urge to eat human flesh or anything like that. ;)

Any ideas/interpretations are highly appreciated. :)

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Shared Dream scapes... Binarol Beats... Sleep patterns and such

2007-04-16T19:20:27Z

So I and some other travelers have been working on Group dreaming. We sleep in a circle and try to start with ritual and intention to guide us on the way.

I was wondering if any one else has tried this and has any advice. Also what is a "normal" dream pattern... Like is it 1:30 of deep delta dream sleep that goes to theta REM cycle?

Also any thoughts on helping entering Lucid dream states and such?

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Dragons need to LEAVE THE SPEAKERS ON!

2007-02-09T13:22:11Z

I went to bed in a very emotional state last night, and I know that usually when I do that, I have a very vivid dream that has underlying currents of the root problems. Problem is, the dreams are so intensely movielike in detail that I can't see the root symbols in the graphic FX (in other words, I can't see the trees for the forest)

Please, I need help with this. I get accused that this is not really a dream, it's too vivid, but I'm not creative enough to make this kind of stuff up overnight. These works are always weirder than my immagination and I simply cannot interpret them!

The first part of the dream that I remember is very fuzzy, because of our natural tendancy to forget dreams when we wake up, the earlier portions of the dream are hazy and half-forgotten and towards the end they are VERY clear.

I remember something about being friends with two young children (a boy and a girl). For some reason we had this lie concocted that we had just met, when really we had known each other for longer. We were sitting around eating with their mother, and the girl said something that let is slip that I had known them before this meeting. The mother was livid (mostly because her children lied) and wanted me to leave. We were staying in a hotel, and for some reason the door to our suite was INSIDE their suite. This woman wanted me to move out the next day to another suite. Now it happens that my mother and I were planning on leaving the next day anyways. I got into the suite and my mother is there, and she's wondering what's wrong for all the yelling. She goes outside and has a row with the other mother. I notice on the wall there is crafting supplies, some kind of wax balls that can be melted a little to form sculpures or something. (This might be relevant to another portion of the dream where things are made of wax...)

I was a troll mage on a tropical island. There feels like there's two levels here. I'm actually experiencing being a troll mage, but it also feels like I'm playing the World of Warcraft game. In the dream I am just coming back to an old roleplay server I used to be on that I hadn't been on for a long time. I was a student and my master was there too. My master is level 40 something and me the apprentice is level 8-or-so. Anyways we decide we want to teleport to another island, but then I find out that it's not my master, but someone else, who was level 5, and I had just forgotten because it had been so long since I played. At one point I was talking to him and I had the experience of 'mousing over' him (pointing at him with the computer mouse) even though I am actually the character in game, and seeing a tooltip reminding me that he's my brother. I remember vivdly the experience of lying back in a pool and doing a backstroke saying, "I'm having a hard time remembering that you're my brother." I didn't put OOC quotes around it, and he replied "What are you talking about, we've been brothers our whole life." to kind of remind me that it IS an RP server.

And now the main portion about dragons and speakers. This gets VERY weird!

This transition felt more gradual then I remembered it but the only way I remember it now is I was walking with my troll brother past a tree, and inside the tree was a 'dragon'. Now a dragon in my dream is not what we'd consider dragons, but some sort of paperlike entity. Very thin and ribbonlike. In fact it looks more like a bunch of streamers than a living creature. I was no longer the troll mage at this point, I had the experience of being someone else. A human who had helped the dragons achieve a presence on this planet. I wasn't in the dream, but I was abserving it from this personna so my experiences and memories come from this 'personna'. And I remembered having to do some serious negotiation to have the dragons live inside these trees. These trees wern't very big. They were thin pine trees, but the dragons didn't take much space (I heard the conversation where I explained this to the government agency that was handling this decision while I watched this) the dragon has a hole in the top of the tree that it unfurls out of. When it wants to go to sleep it coils up and hibernates. This dragon was coming out of it's tree after several years (4 seems accurate) of sleep. I saw in the backgroudn another dragon coming out too.

Now these dragons cannot fly on their own, they need some kind of a heavy wind. When the dragons last came out of hibernation, we had a flight of US military planes as an escort. (This is all memory that comes form this Personna, this isn't something I 'see' in the dream. I have a distinction in my dreams between what I know, what I know because the person who I am in the dream knows 'dream memory' and what I'm seeing happen.) There was some kind of war going on between the dragons and some other entity, and I (the personna) remember negotiating with the president at the time (A woman, who now that I think about it resembles Hillary Clinton). The premise being... Okay if you help us fight off these creatures (who, incedentally, are a threat to your national security) we'll help you fight your battles against other countries. It seems as though the wind currents created by these aeroplanes are enough to hold the dragons aloft.

However this dragon, just emerging from it's hibernation is either a newborn.. or has forgotten this, and tries to fly anyways. It winds up crashing on New York city. These dragons are fairly large, and it creates a huge mess of destruction.

The govener of New York remembers the dragon, but the presidency has changed hands. The current US president has no clue what the dragons are, and is frantically trying to catch-up on the knowledge. Since I am the human 'embassador' for the dragons, I realise I need to start smoothing things over. With help form the New York Govener (or, now that I think about it, I think it was just the Mayor of NYC), I get in to see the President, who is watching the First Movie. At this point I have the memory that this is like a Hollywood Movie, and that this is the sequel to the original blockbuster. Now the president is laying (clothed) with a prostitute who is wearing a fench maid outfit. (Dreams don't always make sense.) I entered to watch the movie with him and ready to answer questiosn about these very real creatures.

While we watched, a secratary entered. She was very beautiful, stunning, with her blonde hair up in a bun. I had the sense that she was the human host for one of the dragons. dragons and humans can form symbiotic unions, and dragons seem to almost always choose the most beautiful supermodelish women as hosts.

In the movie, it seems as though the dragons had just taken their first unhindered flight through New York (they were making thair presence known.) All the major characters in the movie looked up and either cheered or scowled (depending if they were a good guy or a villain). But then there is this one kid who is nowhere else in the first movie, with long hair. He is kind of stoned out of his mind with his two female friends. He looks up and goes "WHOA!" but then I realise that this kid is the current US president! One one level I know that now this short scene is a lead-up to his involvement in 'this movie'.. Suddenly the president and I and some other guy (who I don't know how he got there) are in the movie and on a train with this young-president watching the dragons. The young-president and his friends jump off and start roller-blading down the street to follow the dragons. In the movie, this is where this character exits I get an inspiraiton and tell the old-president to follow and push him. The prez says something to the effect of "I don't have any way of follwoing them!" but the other guy pulls oud a skateboard and jumps quickly enough to put the skateboard under the president and control it enough to follow them. This guy has a stylish hat and a black leather trenchcoat. The president is holding on for dear, but the man with the trenchcoat knows what he's doing.

All of them get on board another train right where the path of the dragons are. On this train there is some kind of distorted colour thing happening, which I attributed to dragon magic. However old-presidents presence there made a few things different. The young-president sees the old-president and there's this weird kind of 'uh oh-paradox' feeling.

I'm not sure how this transitioned, but then I saw images on a news broadcast or a billboard or something. It was talking about humans who allowed themselves to by symbiots. It was showing how 'longterm' exposure could mutate and distort the body as the dragon absorbs your power. It showed 'examples' of people who looked like strange mutated deformed vegetables. They looked like roots or carrots or some kind of green fungus. They were all different, but they were all hideous.

The news reporters camera kept going, but then it became a birds-eye view of me 'floating' through the area in a dreamlike form. There was thsi man who was building kind of a park or restauront or gala of this but also had all kinds of souveneirs on display that were made from this dragonstuff (the rotted bodies). I wasn't really there (this gala hadn't opened yet) but in this dreamstate I picked up one of the trinkets and felt it, it felt like it was made of wax (remember the wax balls in the first part of the dream?) I had a firm belief that this was all a sham or publicity stunt designed to create animosity towards the dragons. And I had a feeling that it was working.

The gala was opened and all sorts of ritzy people were coming in. I had the sense that this was the 'true motive', he wanted a festive gala where he would become famous with a lot of influential people, while at the same time attacking the dragon's reputation. 12 of the guests were cheerleaders from this one sorority group, who had become very well known and sorts stayed good friends after college. 9 of these girls(whoops, now they are women!) were the original dragon-hosts in the 'first movie', the other three knew of the dragons and supported their efforts.

They look around, their faces remain calm and decerning, but I have a feeling that they are shocked and horrified that someone would create such a blatant lie. At this point, I percieve the dream from the Point of View of one of these girls (I don't know which one at first, which adds to the mystery). She had gone up to the creator of the Gala and was asking pointed questions like "Does this happen with everybody that has a dragon host? (Yes) How long goes it take for this to happen? (9-10 years of continued exposure.). She didn't believe, but I got the sense that she was beginning to doubt herself. He was starting to worry if the dragon really wasn't absorbing her power, and the dragon in her was sad that it might really be damaging its host unknowingly.

Now this girl was fidgeting with a button. This button kinda looked like a 2016 battery, and it was an icon of the dragon's power. The man recognized it and commented on it, and the woman said "Oh, it's just a keepsake from my sorority days." But then the dragons started speaking up amongst themselves. Every time they did this I saw kidn of a panel 3x3, with silouetted heads against a dark red background. Whenever the dragons spoke, their panels would light up. They almost always spoke in unison, but sometimes only 3-5 of them would be saying the same thing at once, because I guess they had different sub-facests. Normally the dragons can only hear themselves.

But this guy can hear them. he dosn't know why, but he can. He starts responding to what they are saying. The girl is shocked and asks how he can hear them. They continue talking for a bit, with the guy acting like a predator who has his prey exactly where he wants her, and the dragon-host on the defensive. The woman eventually remembers that the building they are in used to be their old base in the first movie. Now this woman has always been rather gullable and naieve, and takes the man to show them where their speaker is.

I start getting the dream-memory that this speaker was used in the 'first movie' as their main communication means. They would go on missions (and when I remembered missiosn I get the sense of cyber-diving and other dangerous things.) and that if something were to go wrong, their only ssafety line was this one speaker that was wired to recieve the dragon's messages directly, even if the host was unable to speak. This is normally impossible. Thsi speaker became in many ways their lifeline and their only way of survival in times of extreme trouble. So much so that even after their 'work' was done in the 'first movie' and they no longer needed the speaker, the girls often said "Leave the speaker on!" as a way of saying 'keep in touch' and 'don't forget safety measures' even with their non-dragon friends they met later on and in their professional lives.

The woman started getting mad at the man, "You turned the sperk off!?". She turned it on, and there was this wash of colour, almost like a hologram. It had some really cheezy 80s like visual effects reminisent of TRON or something. Inside was a holographic representation of her inner dragon. She was so mad about it being turned off that the man had a sense of how importat it was. He smashed it to peices. A combination of the womans and the dragons inner rage immediatly lashed out and with unhuman strength started punching the guy until he was a pile of broken flesh. Even though they no longer needed the speaker, it had become so ingrained in their mind as a survival mechanism, so seeing it destroyed triggered a 'fight for your survival' type reflex, as there had been a few times where they almost died (and maybe even did lose a few friends) because this speaker was not operating properly.

Because I was viewing the world from the woman's point of view, I felt this vividly... she vomited.. but it wasn't vomit. It was lmost a kind of dragon bile that came up. It felt very evil... it was like hot blood or dragon-feces. It wasn't as liquit as vomit but more like feces. It oozed out of her mouth and onto the ground. She started looking around for someplace to clean up, but she heaved again and oozed some more. As she walked around all I could do was see it hanging out of her mouth (remember I'm seeing this form her PoV... really gross) I remember thinking 'you fool, clean up afteryourself, this could be used as DNA evidence'.. The fact that I didn't know which of the girls it was made it more suspenceful because I didn't know who would get in trouble for murdering this man.

I could hear someone coming (and so could the woman dragon-host). A writer for a popular teen magazine heard the commotion and was on her way down the stairs while yakking on the phone. She was sure to find the body. The dragon-host found a set of stairs that led to an emergency evacuation exit in the subway. All the signs were labeled in spanish. She heaved at least once while using the stairs and I'm thinking 'oh dear, well at least they can track her..'.

As she decended the long flight of stairs, my point of view shifted back a little and I could see the woman. She was the most plain of the hosts. As I said earlier, dragons favour gorgeous women as hosts, but this woman was more 'cute' than drop-dead gorgeous. She had sandy-blonde hair that was cut to a length just past the ears. I started seeing images of the other girls. One was an australian with firey-red hair and I saw a jamaican woman with full luscous lips and long black hair. And a few of the other girls but I don't remember now. All the woman were supermodel-gorgeous it felt to me like 'charlies angels-esque'.

I woke because there was a rustling in my ear. My hair was making rustling noises.. it sounded like something was moving in it. I wanted to continue to dream because I wanted to know what happened to this woman but the rustling. I lifted my head to push my hair away but that action was enough to wake me up completely form my slumber.

I used to have dreams like this every night, but my life has calmed down. I think I only dream like this when I am intensely emotional, and here it is again!

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Sentimentality and Noah's Ark

2007-01-30T15:23:33Z

The first part of the dream that I remember, I was in a used bookstore selling some books.

I think I was browsing around for a bit, and I heard the owner saying to another guy "We buy ALL kinds of books, regardless of the subject matter." I saw a lady come on shift.

The books I was trying to sell in the dream was a little box set of Peter Rabbit and some other Beatrix Potter books. The lady in the bookstore said "Oh wow, I havn't seen these books in forever, are you sure you want to part with them?" I was relucant to because they were my mother's, and I felt really bad parting with them. In fact I almost re-considered. I had taken one of the books out and was flipping through it and I wanted to cry.

However, I realised why I was trying to sell them, and stood my ground. "No, I'm moving and I don't need any excess baggage." She looked the books up in her computer, and told me she could give me 4 dollars for them. She then proceeds to hand me 4 nickles. I figured I mis-heard her and started to leave, but she then says "Wait, I'm not done." and hands me 3 loonies and 4 quarters.

I start walking home, thinking about the other piles of books I could bring in to sell.

I'm not exactly sure how the dream transitioned, but I then saw Noah. He was blindfolded and playing drums sort of meditating. God was telling him about building the ark and how he had to visualize how to do it. God was telling Noah that he might not remember how to build an ark now, but if he thinks about what he will need to know and realise in andvance when he'll need to know it, it will work for him.

The rest is a little fuzzy. I remember that at one point Noah had 2 mules, and God told them one of the things he had to do was to make them sad. Noah had no idea how to do this, so he tried everything to make them sad. He eventually used magic to make them human. God was angry about this and told Noah to change them back right now.

However, Noah's wife recognised the female mule when she was in human form. I think there was another layer of commandments or signs towards an event that I wasn't aware of until she said them. But there was something about being required to spend 5 months in confinement with these people. Noah had turned the husband back into a mule and was taking him to a cellar, but the two wives were chatting, because apparently they had been on a 5 month long cruise together.

Noah's wife rushed to stop Noah because they had already spent 5 months together, and that they didn't need to do it again (in fact, there was no time to do it again, they had been worring about how there wasn't enough time, but the law mandated it.) She was amazed at how 'perfect' the timing and syncronity was that they didn't have the time, but they found a way to make it happen.

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Dreamblogging

2007-01-21T22:05:39Z

I record my dreams every day on my tribe.net blog. Check it out.
Anyone else doing this?

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Tibetan Yogas of Dream & Sleep - Maui - Jan 25-28, 2007

2006-12-28T06:03:12Z

Free Public Talk
Thursday, January 25, 2007 6:00 PM
Location: Jan 25 Kahului Borders Maui

3-Day Workshop
Jan 26-28 Ko`lea`lea Retreat Center
1120 Kaupakalua Road, Haiku, Maui, Hawaii
Haiku, Maui, Hawaii 96708 view map

More Info: www.DreamYogaMaui.com

"We spend a third of our life sleeping. No matter what we do, however virtuous or non-virtuous our activities, whether we are murderers or saints, monks or ibertines, every day ends the same. We shut our eyes and dissolve into darkness,. We do so fearlessly, even as everything we know as "me" disappears. After a brief period, images arise and our sense of self arises with them. We exist again in the apparently limitless world of dream. Every night we participate in these most profound mysteries, moving from one dimension of experience to another, losing our sense of self and finding it again, and yet we take it all for granted. We wake in the morning and continue in "real" life, but in a sense we are still asleep and dreaming. The teachings tell us tha twe can continue in this deluded, dreamy state, day and night, or wake up to the truth."

If we cannot carry our practice into sleep, if we lose ourselves every night, what chance do we have to be aware when death comes? Look to your experience in dreams to know how you will fare in death. Look to your experience in sleep to discover whether or not you are truly awake.

In order to fully travel the path to enlightenment, all of life must be recognized and engaged as spiritual opportunity. Tibetan yoga has, from ancient times to the present, used the dream and sleep states both as aides to the path and as complete paths in themselves. During this teaching, Tenzin Wangyal Rinpoche will explain the dream yoga and give instruction and transmission for its practice.

Dream yoga is not only a practice to be done in the dream state. Its understanding and methods work with all moments of life, waking and sleeping. Preliminary practices are engaged to bring greater awareness to each moment and to turn the practitioner's mind from engagement in dualistic preoccupations to integration with the boundless view of the non-dual path. Concentration practice steadies the mind, and yogic practices done during waking periods in the night carry awareness into the sleep state. Eventually the practitioner develops the capacity for lucid dreaming--knowing during the dream that one is in a dream. Once lucidity is stabilized, the dream state is used for tantric practice, for healing, for the development of insight, and finally for the direct penetration into the truth that underlies both the dreams of night and the dream of our waking life.

The focus of dream yoga is integrating with the clear light state of our natural mind. By following precise instructions, the practitioner develops awareness of the onset or presence of dreams; having recognized the dream experience as a dream, the advanced practitioner is able to experience its nature with clear non-conceptual awareness. For less advanced practitioners, becoming lucid in the dream allows one to work with the various manifestations--one can overcome fears, perform actions normally beyond one's capacity, and gradually increase dreams of clarity. In this system, ordinary dreams are understood to be caused by habitual propensities ssociated with previous actions and experiences conjoined with the energy of the mind. Eventually these emotional dreams can be transformed, liberated, or brought to the path by the accomplished practitioner.

Tenzin Rinpoche will talk about the practice of dream yoga both from the point of view expressed in the text as well as from his own unique experiences.

people.tribe.net/TenzinWangyalRinpoche
www.DreamYogaMaui.com
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channeling elvis?

2006-10-15T23:43:50Z

last night i dreampt that i was eating a grilled peanut butter and banana sandwich with bacon on it, it was SOOO good! today I went out and bought the ingredients, but I havent tried it yet.

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MIDNIGHT SLUMBER AND EARTHLY POWERS.

2006-09-03T05:20:48Z

IN THE PAST FOUR DAYS IVE HAD A SERIES OF DREAMS THE FOLLOWING INCLUDE SOME HOWEVER NOT ALL OF MY ENCOUNTERS. DREAMPT OF A GNOME THAT PROTEDCTED TWO CHILDREN NEXT TO MY AQUARIUM, WHEN I SPOKE TO THE HANDSOME MAN FIXIING THE SHINGLES ON THE ROOF THE WIND BLEW WITH NO SPOOK TO LOOK AT A LION ON THE GRASS OF THE LAWN (AWWE INSPIRING), I RODE ON A BOAT IN A TIME AN PLACE FAR AWAY WITH A WOMAN I CONSIDERED MOTHER THEN TURNED TO CRONE AND SWAM AWAY, I HELD ON TO HER WHILE WE SWAM UP STREAM AND STOPED UNDER A WEEPING WILLOW WHERE I HELD ON IN FEAR THAT A SNAKE SHOULD APPEAR. SHE SHOOK HER HEAD AND ROLLED HER EYES AND IN A SEC I WAS IN ANOTHER BIND I WAS IN SCHOOL WITH WITCHES WATCHIN TELIVISON WE HELD HANDS AND RAISED OUR ARMS. MY DREAM THEN WENT TO A FAR OFF LAND WHERE WITCHES DANCED NEAR THE SEA AND PRANCED, THE MOON IT GLOWED WITH BEAUTY TO BEHOLD THE OCEAN BLUE AND SHINNY IT SHOWED AND ALL TOGETHER THEY DANCED ROUND, THEN I WAS TAKEN TO A PLACE OF WITH NO GROUND TWAS A BUILDING AS I WALKED THE GROUNDS WITH A YOUNG LADY THE TREES WERE IN ROWS WITH NO END I WALKED AND SAW A TREE THAT WAS LITE AS I WATCHED THIS TREE OPEN ITS BRANCHES INTO SIGHT IT DID APPEAR A YOUNG HANDSOME FAERIE OF A MAN APPEARED HE WAS GIGGLING WITH ALL MIGHT THEN HE SMILED WINKED AND POOF I WAS AWAKE. SO YEAH THESE HAVE BEEN IN THE LAST FOUR DAYS ANYONE HAVE ANY CLUES TO WHAT THEY MAY MEAN? TODAYS DREAM : IN A PET STORE I MET A MAN BULGING ARMS HE STOPED MY FALL I MET HIS TWO CAMPANIONS WOMEN BOTH THEY SAID "GREAT MORE DRAMMA" WHILE I FELT NO REMORSE LESBIAN COUPLE THAT THEY WERE THEN I WAS IN A MOUNTAIN TOWN CLIMBING SOME STEPS THAT LED TO THE LOOKOUT POINT. WHERE I MEET RELATED BRIDE AND GROOM I TOLD MY LOVER TO WAIT ILL GO TOO WE TURNED AND ENTERED THE CAVE HAND IN HAND WHERE THE FRONT DESK WAS LOCATED WHEN I WOKE UP.

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Couldnt Sleep

2006-09-01T16:10:07Z

I couldnt sleep last night. I kept being awaken by weir dreams that i couldnt remember. Lately ive been dreaming of raging waters and a threat of flooding. I think it might be dealing with bottled up emotions. Perhaps not. I'll keep you all updated and try to remember my dreams in more detail.

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Sharing Dreams

2006-09-01T02:52:05Z

Please post what ever kind of dreams that you have had recently or in the past. I think this is a great way for me to keep a dream journal. Thanks for joining.

Anaka

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Detail in Dreams

2006-09-01T02:48:14Z

How detailed are your dreams? Ex: Remembering details as what the zombies running after you smelt like. What they looked like, what they were wearing etc...

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I dream of Eris

2006-08-30T22:21:04Z

I had a dream last night of the Goddess of Discord. It was a bit weird with offerings of blood like wine. It really looked like blood. Lots of chaos in the dream and at one point a circle was cast and I would of thought the circle would of been cast differently but it was done clockwise and after that all i remember was that everyone in the circle was doing another circle with a bean bag type thingy but it was like poi *fire twirlling* Some girl dropped it and then i woke up. Strange I know. Who knows that means....can be anything.

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