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July 4, 2013 - More
Frequent Dreams
Dream #1 - Conklin
Street. Begins
with Mike Blom and I in some room that maybe a bar, wherever it is I
really like this place. It's a very cozy room, cozy enough to wear;
earth tones, mostly a fuzzy maroon. Reminds me of the end of the bar
at the Bay Shore Hotel closest to the main door. Now stand with your
back at the two eastern windows in front of the phone booths. Look
directly at that side of the bar. That is the vision but everything
is coated in a fuzzy maroon coating. We are there but only for a
moment. We head off in a large car along with Jimmy Chelieis. Snow is
falling while we drive up Conklin Street. We either cross the RR at
New Highway or stop just over the tracks. Mike fades from the scene.
Jim and I meet some girl named Sarah. We get back into the car
and drive up Conklin towards Ye Olde. I am driving and run over Xmas
grave blankets that are covering the street entirely. Sarah, maybe
Mike, but possibly Jimmy acclaim that I am running over the blankets.
Again, everything is covered with slush, snow and ice. I proclaim
that I can't see them.
The scene switches to us, and others now inside Ye Olde. We are all
very busy peeling rubber cement off of sheets and sheets of brown
paper bag type paper. Awoke around 8AM returned to sleep.
Dream #2 -
Wild Bill and Alice. Dream
gets dimmer as it goes.
This dream is
triply. Cathy and I are living in a New England setting, Vermont,
woody, but our place is definitely our place at St. Charles. Bill and
Alice are present, visiting. (the dreamscape I often conjure up of
"S" However, the road that circled "S" like when
I first moved in, is there) In the driveway is a big, blue, brand new
18 wheeler. There is another truck parked in front of it. Pretty sure
it is a worn-red color and much smaller that the blue one. The
truck's body style is very much like a specialized utility, kind of
like a modified fire engine. There is some ado about this
truck. Perhaps it blocks the blue truck or visa-versa. The 4 of us
get in this second vehicle and are driving along through the woods.
We stop at the corner of 378 and that road that heads into Edgefield.
Bill causes us to stop because he forgot to get some kind of produce.
A produce from a produce stand. I visualize such a stand, but it's
getting dark and the likelihood of finding a produce stand way out
here is nil. There begins a searching for the stand but the dream
scape breaks up and I find myself alone and dropping through or
falling down a funnel in search of something. Awake, momentarily at
9:15 AM
Dream # 3 - Falling,
Falling, Falling
I have to assume
that the funnel triggers the next two dreams. I am moving through
some kind of very abstract dreamscape. As I move / almost like
falling through it / everyone I ever knew dashed by, some spiral more
slowly around me, people like Artie, Jimmy, Cathy, Brother Mike,
Frank. It is kind of like geocentrically falling through a time warp,
but it is not that. It is like driving to Greenwood for the 2,000th
time when I'm brain dead and day dreaming through the entire drive.
I do not wake up.
I just come to consciousness for a brief moment. Phone rang. Then
return to sleep.
Dream # 4 - Is
much like the last dream, except there is a sense of being nourish. I
want to continue through the thing and do so. But it leads nowhere.
I awake at 10:12 AM
July 5 - The
Last One To Go
I am weed
whacking. I am informed that Wild Bill died (he actually died in
April) but I go on weed whacking. I think about how Bill is the
last one to go, After him it's only me. (Not really, but what I
thought to myself.) Meanwhile I am filling up the machine with my
usual gas can, but the spout is very thin. I wake at 9:21 AM
Afternoon nap 2
PM till 4 PM- Sensitive To Cathy's Feelings
Very vivid dream
but a toss and turn nap. Everyone in the house napped also - Cath,
Fluffy and Leo the cat. I walk into the work area at St. Charles
Florist and sit down at a table with Cathy and Famke Janssen as she
appeared in the movie GOLDEN EYE, (that I was watching over lunch
before the nap.)
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I pay Famke compliments. Cathy doesn't appear frazzled by this.
I find myself riding on the ATV down along the hill in front of our
house. I see Doreen riding by on a motorcycle. She is shouting out
compliments and professing love for me. Man, I sure miss Dorie. I
suddenly return to the table with Cathy and am falling all over
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July 7, 2013 - 4 Gazebos
There are 4 gazebos on top of a hill. I am not sure if I am trying to
build them or to get to them.
I awake at 8:0'clock AM with a bit of a headache.
Had several dream on the 8th and 9th. Did not sleep much at all on
the 8th. Had no interest in recording all the dreams. No reason in
particular, just had that mental block to do so.
July 10, 2013 - 4 Amazing,
Detailed Dreams
First Dream - Brother Frank's Impala -
Very bright. Almost as bright as could be without being washed out.
I am driving my brother Frank's Impala up Route 109 toward
Farmingdale. The scene lasts from just past the RR tracks until just
past the old Smith house. The scene is from before the bridge was
built, before the 7 / 11 and before the Smith house became a nursery.
Immediately the scene grows very, very dark, it is late at night. I
am at S but it is a comfy bar or intimate night club. Most of what
happens here is forgotten but has a Hogan's Goat / Poor Peter's
layout and feel to it. I am sitting on a bar stool that is roughly
where the door leading to my old kitchen was. I am facing south. Keep
in mind that although this is S, it is also that comfy bar or night
club. I interact with many people, yet do not remember them .. maybe
Bryan? maybe Liz? Cathy is there but off to the side. I discover it
is late and I want to get to work early. I am eager to work. I have
this longing to fix things with dad and / or my career. So I head out
the front door of S. I am walking north to my car in the front
parking lot. I get in my car (it is the old yellow Nova.) Before I go
to start it, I realize my red S/B truck is alone
in the lot and I fear it might be stolen. I leave the car and right
there I begin to organize applications for inscriptions. I also begin
to gather up all kinds of work from stencils to floral work, to full
sizes and what-have-you. I am very busy at work. All this taking
place in the parking lot that is like a staging area. Still
very dark. But dark like in a movie; fringes pitch dark but
topic matter fairly clear. There are two 4'-8" x 3'-6"
finished black dies, headstones upon which I am inscribing additional
names in panels. I take note of the dusty gray surface of the
inscribed panel. When I finish the inscription, dad appears telling
me that I did everything wrong. As he's telling me this I am upset
because I want to take responsibility for my errors. But he is
insistent, saying the error is not mine but that of the customer and
that he intends to sue the customer. I awake at 1:48 AM
Second Dream - Odd Cones.
This second dream "feels" like a continuation of the first.
The scene is basic daylight and here at Golf View, in front of the
pool area. I am constructing and repairing dirt and sand cones. Odd
looking things, 3 or more of them. Round, pyramidical at their
bottoms, maybe 8 to 10 feet diameters. they rise up as high as the
nectarine tree. My sand blast truck is not evident in the scene but
present. I am spending most of the dream working at the narrow tops,
that are very conical, almost pointed. I awake at 3:48 AM and go
right back to sleep.
Dream 3 - Back To Babylon.
A realistic dream in vivid detail, sounds and movement. All the
settings and scenes were such that at any given moment, if asked: Is
this real? the answer could be, 'of course.' Mike has an apartment
upstairs at the old Red Lion. As mentioned, all this is vivid: the
old dark wood, red sign, white trim, recessed frontage of the (now)
removed building. I cannot recall when I was in that building, and
may not had ever been, but as I walk up (and later down) the interior
stair, the scene of the grayish blue walls, the window opposite the
stairs and looking out on Main Street are all recognizable and vivid.
The stairway has traffic, going and coming from Mike's apartment.
Everyone is coming and going to and from Mike's place. I mean
everyone, even Bobby Branscomb! Cathy is among the loads of people up
at Mike's and everyone is mixing and having a good time.
For some unknown reason, Mike goes missing. We all decide to go find
Mike and are concerned about his well being. Not me, but a few others
are concerned that Mike went to gamble, others think he is in danger.
We all move to leave. While on the stairs, I notice that everyone is
in underwear. Apparently, I think nothing of it. During this scene I
also have a brief chat with Bobby Branscomb. It is an unnoticeable
chat, friendly and (in a dream context) a chat that one could say I
am holding with one of my dead friends; a sort of like: "Hey,
good to see you again." (I have no idea of his state of
existence in real life.) The crowd moves outdoors. The scene, time of
day, is just about twilight. Not a dark dreamscape, just twilight. I
am stepping aside from the others who walk quickly down towards the
Babylon movies. I realize that my underpants are wet and soaked with
piss. I head back into the stairway and again encounter Bobby. We
chat again and I mention that I want to catch up with Mike and I have
to change my pants. On a stair landing I hurry on a pair of pants.
One leg is missing, so I put on another pair of pants. I head
out and back downtown. It is now a darkened dreamscape as I
cross Main and ask a girl at the corner of the Bank of New York
building; she is like in a booth and a few feet above my head - it is
Denise Ramo - about Mike's where abouts. She tells me that everyone
is over at the movie theater. I cross Main Street and enter the movies.
The place is more like an auditorium, nothing like it is in reality.
Chairs set up, gray concrete floor. Lots of commotion and lots of
gambling. I see Joey, Dawn and the kids. They are in an area behind a
dozen or so folding tan, metal chairs, in a space between more tan,
folding chairs; not exactly like an aisle between the chairs, but
certainly you could say it was a very wide aisle. I walk passed a
roulette wheel to get to them. We are all happy to see one another
and I hug Dawn and start to have some fun with the girls. Joey
informs me that Mike is off to the side involved in some project or
another, no one is exactly sure what he is up to. I move (stage
right) to a hallway that has a room off it, opposite the stage
stairs. I find Mike in the room, kneeling before a dusty old and very
heavy and large safe. He is trying to open it with an Allen key.
There are two holes or ports, one above the other. Mike is trying to
put a key into the top hole, push it and unlatch the safe's door. I
don't say a word, but instead I produce another Allen key and have
Mike step aside while I successfully unlatch the door by pushing the
key into the lower hole. Mike is happy about this. I don't hang
around to see what's in the safe. I return to where Joey and the
girls are.
I'm not quite at the girls yet. I am in a shadowy area they are in
the center aisle area. To describe this: Imagine Babylon movies. Or
maybe better! Ronkonkomo movies. I am standing with Joey and others
in the left side of seats - minus the seats, I can see the screen and
the center seat area, but the center seats are not there, the scene
is as previously explained. The center area is well lighted, not my
area. Before I can get to the girls Mike appears with what he
extracted from the safe. He is holding very elaborate golden chains
that have beautiful, decorative hearts hanging from them. Mike wants
to gamble away the chains and hearts. I argue why? Give them to my
granddaughters! He had so many of these that Mike did give a set to
all three girls. I was delighted over that. I awoke at 5:45 AM but
continued to review all these dreams. The Impala, the scene at
bar.... work... cones .... Babylon. Interesting dreams.
July 12, 2013 - 1957
3 dreams all the same. I am inscribing the dates ????- 1957. I played
Pick 4 today and the numbers 4579 came out. However, when I awoke at
5:43 I was gripped with dread that it may be a bad omen for Cathy who
was born in 1957.
July 13, 2013 - My Father's Death
Larry Schel informs me that my dad died. Lots of fighting and
arguments over dad's will. I try to stay out of it all and recommend
they all keep me out of it.
July 14, 2012 - Beautiful Sparkles
I came across a poster or billboard, mostly red in color. Somehow it
became enclosed in glass and began to sparkle in a most unusual manner.
July 15, 2013 - 2 Dreams
First dream - Building flower beds.
Cathy and I are building flower beds. There is some kind of
competition involved and there are forces that dismantle the beds and
we have to rebuild them. The dream is focused on the beds themselves,
I never see anyone, just the wooden beds and the dirt.
Second Dream - Going To Montauk To Visit Mike Blom
Mike is out on Montauk. I decide to go visit him and
travel with a complete stranger; no idea who he is. He looks a bit
like a young Dave Cannon and/or Adam Sandler and/or a morph of these
two and Mike Parla; with a dash of Caramonica. But with all that he
is a friend of Mike's but a complete stranger to me.
We decide that we are going to walk to Montauk. We don't
take anything with us, we just start walking. There are some
non-memorable scenes of walking through towns like Bay Shore, Islip,
so on until we come to that town with the Carvel and diner - West
Hampton? It is getting dark and we need to find a motel. We stop in
that part of town that is always in my dreams of that area. The
building I always see in my dreams - brick with dark green screen
door and maybe a white cooler out front - is, in this dream a bar. We
stop in there and I am completely aware of the diner just a jog up
the street. We spend a bit of time hanging in the bar - but no
recollection of the events. Yet we and everyone in the bar are having
a good time. Still, it is getting late and we want to find a motel.
We leave the bar and enter a Best Western. We come to
the front desk. There is an old Indian man in a turban and sporting a
very typical gray beard and whiskers. I ask about the price of a room
and he goes on and on but I have no idea what he is saying - not one
word! I tell him so but he continues in his language.
In the middle of this conversation between me and the
old man, my complete stranger steps behind the desk and extracts the
money draw. The old man and I are still trying to communicate while a
fuss is being made behind the counter over the stranger's actions.
There is a well dressed man who is helping my stranger to extract the
cash drawer. It is the end of the old man's shift and this well dress
man is the older man's son and is setting up to replace the older
man. For some reason the stranger getting involved with this process
is OK. (?) The son speaks English perfectly. However, he
doesn't want to tell me the room rates. I argue that we are tired and
on foot and have little money, we just want to crash. He tells us
that we need to follow everyone else to a building on the beach. We
start out, but everyone else has cars and is driving along a beach
road lined with cattails, the beach resort is plainly seen in the
distance. The stranger (and I) complain about the long line of
cars and we decide to leave the line and go back to the front desk.
This time the desk is managed by a woman. If Yvonne was a bit older,
this woman would be her. I ask her for a room and she is very
accommodating and starts the process. She gives me the rates and
produces paper work. I fish, for quit a spell, for my Best Western
Membership card but never find it. My stranger even found it
necessary to ask why I had so many cards. I just commented that I
travel a lot.
There are people around us at the desk, probably waiting
to check in or out. A few are impatient. I strike up a conversation
with one of the men to my right while I hand a credit card to the
woman. He and I are chatting about beds, metal frame beds (no idea
why) while the woman asks me if I and my friend want separate rooms?
Because the man and I were chatting about beds, I reply to the woman,
"Can't we share a bed?" Everyone laughs and I correct
myself, however, I think most of those present think I'm gay.
Doesn't bother me and we book a room.
The woman hands us a radio. If the radio in my
work shop were tan instead of black, it could pass for what she
handed to me. She also handed us a few towels. When we get to the
room, I fiddle with the radio and scan the stations. I like what I
hear. Meanwhile the stranger is getting into bed, he is naked under
thin dark gray covers. I say the music is good but that the TV has
music channels also that may be even better. He merrily shrugs it
off, saying the music on the radio is just fine.
I am about to undress when it becomes apparent that I,
nor he, have any change of clothes or any night clothes. Before I
strip I tell him I am going down to the lobby's store and purchase
traveling clothes. I ask him if he wants to come along or if I should
pick up clothes for him. He does not answer. I join him on the
bed and begin to tickle him under the covers while trying to get an
answer out of him. I awake at 9:15 AM
July 16, 2013 - Three Odd Dreams
First Dream - Renting rooms, renting spaces. 8:19 PM
Second Dream - Active dream. Lots of concrete slabs and stall. All
kinds of geometric shapes. There are stalls. I name one of the stalls
'Mom Trigger Starter. ' I am setting them up for my mom and others so
they can get along with others. That's all I recall.
Third dream - I'm somewhere on Long Island with my 3 kids when they
are kids. Joey is the most prominent, but Patrick is always in the
back ground. Yvonne is fully present too. We're in a tall house and
we're trying to go and get Carvel or some kind of snack. There is a
commercial on TV wherein the ad is drawing out a heart. The heart
turns into a real kid's face and the message is a warning to watch
your children, which I am doing. Yvonne is supervising our movements
while Joey is complaining that she always gets what she
wants. I note that my siblings also complained that
I was the most dotted on as a child too. Joey goes missing and I
awake. 9:30 AM
July 17, 2013 - 2 Nightmares and a Ham Plant
First dream - Attacked by Satan.
Cathy and I are living at Coindre Hall. I am aware that evil forces
are going to kill me. I act unafraid and maybe even a bit defiant. We
go into the little group study hall, but it is just a dark,
windowless room with beds that are more like wooden table tops shaped
like coffins. Cathy and I and others lay down to sleep. As I doze
off, the evil one or whoever or whatever is out to get me comes at me
just as I begin to sleep. It comes at me in many black, geometrical
shapes - mostly lines - while I try to ignore the attack. Cathy
wakes me from the nightmare at 2:58 AM.
Second Nightmare - Earthquake at Golf View.
This has the sense that it is a continuation of the previous
nightmare. Dark and very vivid. Opens at the nectarine tree. I am
wondering over the coffin shaped beds from the last dream. I see
myself driving up Catherine's Drive toward the main house. When I
arrive at the hill top I discover that there has been an earthquake.
The earth has fallen away right along the back of the driveway. There
is a crease in the clay right along the far side of the driveway,
where the garage once stood. After that crease, there is just an
abyss so deep I cannot see the bottom. It is night time now. Rod and
Cathy come to help me place in cones and detours, especially for the
trash truck. I'm working hard to get everything organized. I'm riding
the ATV all around. I find that Cathy and Rod are making love at unit
4, I really don't blame her or him. Everything seemed lost and
foreboding. There is a feeling of dread throughout this dream ... and
the first too. Awoke at 4:48 AM
Third Dream - And Now For Something Completely Different
- Lots of rocking back and forth and the start of this dream is like
gathering up a deck of cards, each card showing a dreamscape on it,
then tossing the deck up like a water fountain. The scene that the
dreams takes still rocks (I am not unhealthy or even mildly sick
before or after I awake.) I am at some lively bar. Dark, it is night.
3 young girls drag me, Wild Bill, and a few others outside on the
street. The girls want to strip for us. One calls me a hinny perv. I
lose interest and return to the bar. The dreamscape begins to shake
in earnest and the bar scene changes as I grow very hungry. I
find myself in a lot near the old Billy Blakes and I'm picking
sheets of ham from a ham plant. There are many in the offering, but
several have spider webs across them, others are not ripe and others
over ripe. The best ones are those that are dry. So I get only 2 or
3. I find myself out near Lindenhurst and find Cathy is
screwing around with Jimmy Oakland. I join them. I awake at
7:00 AM
July 19, 2013 - Had 3 dreams on the 18th, however, unless I
feel they need to be recorded, I refuse to record any more dreams
that put me involved with Holy Family et al.
2 Dreams
First Dream - Seeking
Justice - May have something to do with all the news over
Travon Martin and George Zimmerman, who knows? Location is Golf View,
not necessarily a dark dream. Some activity I forget and leads to me
placing some man in the master bedroom shower. Big, bulky guy. I am
washing him off. I am standing and washing him from outside the
shower in order to 'get him clean.' I am fully clothed, he is naked.
I awake at 5:29 AM
Second Dream - Adventure at Golf View -
Semi-dark dream but vivid and enjoyable experiences at being right
here at home. I'm doing something or others up on the parking area
when I see Oakey roaming around down hill in the pine alley. I get on
the ATV and head out for him. I am frustrated that he is loose again.
When I reach the dog, he, as always is happy to see me and wants to
get all over me. Oakey gets all over me and the ATV and he has a
length of chain that gets us all tangled up. This is not a
frightening experience or even a frustrating one, we seem to be
enjoying the predicament. Out of nowhere a car pulls up with another,
red dog in it. I begin to go after this new dog, along with Oakey.
From Jennings side I hear them calling Oakey and chasing after him. I
am delighted to send him home. I follow the new dog, now out of the
car and trotting down Joe's Road with me in tow. I am very aware of
the beauty of our woods.
Patrick appears and managers the dog. We stroll up toward the barn.
The barn is completely different. It is long, narrow and has a Disney
look to it; beige and white and the rooms are rail road with no doors
between them. I am showing Pat a room that is blue when the entire
house begins to collapse. I look throw a window in the room to see
why the house is falling. The painted window frame is bending. The
wood is twisting out of shape right under the paint that is acting
more like a plastic coating than paint. I look out and see that the
earth behind this house is lower than in the front. Kind of like that
earth quake in dream from July 17. But, if so, then the quake
happened long ago because the land is settled and has trees and
plants on it. Also has stuff around like tools and stashed barrels
etc. I notice that a cinder block pier right under the house is
falling. The pier is right under the room we are observing it from. I
decide to repair it right now. We go through a bit of a
struggle to get out of the house, we leave through that window. When
we get out we confirm that the issue is that pier. I awake at
8:44 AM
July 21, 2013 - 3 Boys Run Over
The beginning of the dream is sunny and bright. Cathy and I are at
home, but the house, when outdoors, is Trylon. We decide to sell
Fluffy and Leo and so walk across Gazza Blvd. and enter a white RV.
Inside the RV we show Fluffy to a woman and her daughter. I keep
saying the dog is for sale for $5, and Cathy corrects me everytime.
We do sell Fluffy. While all this is going on I exit the RV. It is
now very dark and I either witness or know about a young boy being
hit by a car up near the RR crossing. For some (unknown) reason it is
the second boy to be killed. I turn to go back into the RV but
instead the S/B truck is there. (It is now very dark.) So is the
trailer to its right, but my focus is on the S/B truck. The scene of
the truck is exactly that of the one from July 10 (Click
here) dream. I want to rush to Cathy and tell her about
the incident. Suddenly I see a young boy standing right in front of
me on New Highway. The dreamscape grows light as I watch the boy. He
is dressed in a white and fancy suit. I also see his mother across
the street and she also sees her son in harm's way, but she turns to
speak with someone I do not see. At first, I think nothing of all
this and turn to get back to Cath. Just then I see a big truck
heading toward the boy. I panic. I call to the woman, who does not
hear. I call Cath to watch and as I turn back the truck just rushes
over the kid, killing him. Cathy wakes me at 9:23 AM for breakfast.
July 22, 2013 - The Shoot out and the
Bronze Man
First Dream -The Shoot out -
Dark dreamscape. I'm in a building that is tiled - white - reminds me
of gas stations in the 1950's for some reason. Location seems to be
near or at the old Bronco Charlie's in Oakdale, but all that is in Le
Heighton - Nancy's area. There is a shoot out happening, involves
police. I am hiding behind a table and someone in the room asks why.
I reply, "I don't want to get shot." I awake at 6:15.
Second Dream - Bronze Man
-Very vague, not necessarily dark but foggy and misty. Cannot recall
much. I do recall hanging things on a wall and a man of bronze
climbing over the wall. Awoke at 9:23 AM
July 23, 2013 - The Highlander
I am involved in some kind of competition that entails building the
deck at unit one. However, I am not the one competing. The one
competing is the Highlander - the original guy who played the role on
TV. I awoke at 9:am
July 25, 2013 - 3 Dreams
Dream 1 -James Shoots Himself
I come home from somewhere and find out from my father - who lives at
the estate - that James shot himself. The dreamscape is dark but
vivid and rich. I am mowing the lawn and over in front of unit 3 the
grass is mowed so that it reads ROD PERRY. Rod Horowitz (tenant at
unit 4) comes over to me and tells me the details of how James killed
himself. I awoke at 3:30
Dream 2 - Frozen Darts (I
tossed and turned to get back to sleep while the first dream went
about in my head. This second dream is a continuation of the first,
however, it is not much like the first. Different topic and
conditions but, in my mind, it is a continuation or related at some
important level.) After Rod tells me about James, I walk back to
where the ROD PERRY is cut into the lawn. The area is beautiful and
done up nicely. Things get vague and misty. I find myself involved in
some kind of game or competition that involved large darts that are
frozen over. I'm picking up the slack among players. One player is
especially helping me out, no idea who he / it / she is. I awake at
5:41 AM
Dream 3 - I'm A Coach
Another one of those dreams that must be stolen from someone else.
I'm a football coach. Not sure if it's High school or College or
Professional. But whatever the situation, I am knowledgeable about
the dreamscape and familiar with it - actually I have no idea
where it took place and am unfamiliar with the circumstances. The
dream opens with me leaving the office of my superior who has just
informed me that a female, young woman, will be joining my team. It
does not bother me one way or another, just the facts. I am a bit of
a fanatic over football. I live in a large house and have one
room that has TV sets hung over all 4 walls, they all play football games.
I am in this TV room telling someone about this new member of the
team. I think it is my wife or wife and kids. I am telling her / them
how I push the girl a bit too much. They ask me her name and I reply,
"Madge." As I reply, I see an image of her and she looks
and acts a bit like Doreen Collins. We - wife and/or family and I -
walk outdoors. The outdoors is very much like a western state scene -
AZ? UT? NV? Desert setting, arid and dry with mountains in the
distance - I've never been west of Mississippi. We are discussing my
future with the team. I decide that it is time to retire.
I find myself in a locker room toilet area. All white tiled room. I
am present with the entire football team. I have a set of
keys. I inform them about my decision to retire. There is some
disappointment among them. I throw the keys in the toilet and
immediately sense regret. I, and everyone present want to jump into
the toilet to get back the keys. No one does, of course.
Time passes and I happen across Madge at the side lines of a football
game. She is not able to play for some reason. She is slightly
injured. I notice her uniform is very dirty and think to myself that
she got manhandled a bit out on the field. Madge is not in a football
uniform, but a soccer uniform that is light blue at her sides and
reddish front, back and shorts. (I think her socks were tall and
beige.) She looks very much like Doreen in this scene. She is asking
me if I could give her a ride home while I am taking in the scene -
and dreamscape. I am, evidently, revisiting a place I am familiar
with (No idea where this is, in reality!) Madge and I are standing
close to the side lines and directly in front of a set of bleachers.
It's an active scene with people moving about, many spectators
reacting to action on the field of play, a boy to my right, standing
in front of the first row of bleachers and holding a towel; there is
a large (plastics?) bucket a jog to the boy's right. Madge is packing
a bag, throws it over her shoulder and thanks me as she leads us from
the area. As I turn to follow her, I notice the orange sun
through the bleachers and a hedge of thick trees off to my left. I am
reminiscing over the location. (I find this odd as the dreamer, less
than the character I play in the dream, because I don't see thick
trees and orange sun when I think of the arid west. I think yellow or
white sun and cactus.)
There is some ado over at Madge's place - I do not recall. What comes
through loud and clear is when Madge wants to get out of whatever is
going on she leads me into her room. The room is set up just like
mine back at home with wall to wall TV, all showing football games.
Well, actually she had only 3 or 4 sets switched on at the time.
The dream gets muddled at this point. I return to coaching and Madge
becomes some kind of super player. I awake at 8:43 AM
July 28, 2013 - New Car Shopping
and the Winibago
Dream 1 - Cath and I are shopping for a new car. Mom involved
somehow. Awoke at 4:03 AM
Dream 2 - Cath and I are traveling in a large Winibago. I am driving
the Winibago, towing a pontoon boat, Cathy is sitting in the pontoon
boat. We are driving around Huntington and Huntington Station. I test
the brakes and they are not working. We are careening through a bad
neighborhood and just missing running over a bunch of kids. We crash
and are taken to jail. I feel so badly for Cathy because of the
situation I put her in. Awoke at 7:02 AM This is the day we needed
to get unit 5 a new water heater.
July 31, 2013 - Epic Voyage
I could not record it because the batteries died. This dream
spread across 4 dreams, all night long. I'd get up to piss, go back
to sleep and it just continued. This was a full, enjoyable and, I
believe, life changing event / dream. Be interesting t look back on
this and see. Because of this dream, I grasped the Huna concept of
the higher self and God. I also prayed in Huna fashion without fear
that people would die.
The dream begins with Patrick and I meeting up or hanging out in a
room that over looks a harbor. We are there to go on a voyage. This
room has the feel of a semi private place. A beautiful room made of
lovely maple. There are two large, dressed windows that over look the
harbor. We are not alone. In fact we are there because people are
throwing us a bon voyage party. Not a big one, casual, intimate,
cozy. I forgot mush of this because of the recorder issue. But we
were on a tall ship. The seas are wild, big waves, foamy and large
Chinese-rice-drawing waves! There is all kinds of intrigue and
going-ons aboard. Forget them all. The ship scene continued into the
second dream. We arrive somewhere and my company may also include Jim
C. In the last dream, we are in a deli - really wish I could recall
the store, but so familiar. I am ordering Boar's Head Ham for a hero
- I awake. 7 AM ish.
August 2, 2013 - Gifts for Cathy's Mom
Very dark dreamscape throughout the entire dream. May be others in
this opening scene but definitely Cathy and I obtain two gifts for
Cathy's mom: a teddy bear and a painting. The painting reminds me of
the top of Patty's and my slate black coffee table. It is the same
size and shape but the painting is mostly blue and green and has a
logo: Life is Worth Living. I box and wrap them. I have
difficulty with the wrapping paper and Cathy lends a hand with that.
Jimmy C. and I head out (presumably to deliver the gifts) down a very
long country road. We are on foot. Somehow we get
separated. I think to phone Cathy to tell her I'm lost, but
stall that idea. I get picked up by some guy in a car, he offers me a
ride and I accept. (lighter part of the dream.) While chatting with
the driver, I suddenly notice that there is a blonde lady stroking
his hair, caressing and grooming him while he drives. (Dreamscape
goes dark) as we enter a city; very, very busy. The couple drive into
a side street where there are two restaurants at the bottom of a
steep hill, one is called Go-9. I never see the second restaurant.
The man stops at Go-9 and we exit the car. I place the gifts and my
soda cup atop his car and wait while he goes inside to secure a
table. He comes back and says he has a table and a room for him
and the lady. I mention that I am hungry and will pay my own way.
However, he kindly states that the reservations are for him and the
lady and I should find my own way. They go inside and I go to an
outdoor street bar and order a drink. I wonder about Jimmy and decide
to phone Cathy after all. I tell her about my situation. I also
tell her that Jimmy is up on the main street; call him and tell him
of my whereabouts. I apparently arrange to have Jimmy meet me at the
turn off from the main drag that leads down toward where I am. So I
leave the bar and start up the street. This street I knew and saw
from Go-9 and from when I rode down it was a steep hill down to where
the restaurants and bar are. I start to climb the hill and
there are many people climbing it also. The street is covered in
slippery snow and most folks cannot get up it. Several slip
down. I have difficulty but make it to the top. I awake
at 9:30 AM
August 3, 2013 - Train, Plane
Semi-dark, quick pace. Coindre Hall setting. I am in training for
what? I do not know. Lots of planes. Awake at 4:25 AM
August 4, 2013 - F-E, the traveling salesman
I am a traveling salesman and go by the name of F-E. But also
use many names and sell many products and real estate. In this dream
I am selling something to a Japanese couple who live in a very nice
house on the ocean. Awake at 8:42 AM.
August 15, 2013 - Rich and I Kill Weeds
Cousin Richie Mier pops into my dreams only occasionally, this
is one of those times. I am not sure if the character "is"
Richie - because I am not all that familiar with my cousin. But when
this person appears in my dreams he reminds me of Richie. We are
having a good time out in the play field of a public school. We are
on the side of school close to and almost alongside the front parking
lot. The field is huge and the grass is very, very tall. We are very
involved with spraying weed killer on the lawns. We are using
thick hoses that are connected to a spray truck's canister. Rich is
very familiar with the grounds. We are working alongside a sloping
sump. I am facing the school building; the sump is to my right and
the parking lot is to the left and to my front. I never see vehicles
in the lot. Lots of blue, gray and greens in this dream. Gray
parking lot, blue sky and all that grass! The location is somewhere
on Long Island, might be King's Park. Near the end of the afternoon.
Just the two of us. We're hard at work. Another person comes into the
dream. He or she tells us that we need to spray weed killer down at a
Massapequa (High) school. I start packing everything up to leave. One
of the hoses is broken (like my yellow hose is split.) I awake at
9:20 AM
August 18, 2013 - Shower Impossible
at Mom's
I go to Mom's. Mark Beavers is present. There's a trailer in
the driveway. I'm upstairs in Nancy's room - my old room. I go to
take a shower and find there is a leak. I call to Mark to turn
off the water. I do not know where the water main is .. and I don't
really. I am not sure if Mark does either. He and I go to the
basement window (the one I always think of when I think of her
basement windows.) We peer inside and the basement is filled with
gray water right to the window. Mom is down there and saying that we
have to go upstairs to explain to her where the leak is. I go up with
Mark. She tells us something about something that gets me very upset
and I decide never to visit up here again. We three go up to the bath
and I show them the leak. The leak is under layers of material at the
top of the stairs. I still want to take a shower but Mark advises
against it. I feel even more like leaving as soon as possible. I
consider taking a shower at a friends. But I can't think of any
friends I have left up there. Awoke at 9 AM
August 19, 2013 - Signs with a Serpent
I constructing narrow, rectangular things with little success.
Awake at 6 AM
Second, continuation - The rectangular things from the pervious dream
return. This time they appear to be signs, white signs with a motto
on them. I cannot remember the motto. The signs are held together by
a serpent and I am very satisfied with all this.
Cathy wakes me at 9:30 AM ...I try to return to sleep and reconstruct
the dream.
August 20, 2013 - Multi-layered Dream
A dark dream. Not rainy, but cloudy type darkness. I do not
know how the dream opened - do I ever? But I do know that I am at a
bar with Cathy and Liz. This bar is located at where Leona's Sicilian
Pizza was. But not that front or interior, still it is a small, cozy
barroom. For some reason I have to leave and pick up Mike Blom from
St. Charles. This is when there was no medical center across the
street, but New Highway is 4 lanes. I gather Mike and we find
ourselves across the street. The lot is as it use to be with tall
weeds. Dad is there in the person of Uncle Pat and he is telling me
how disappointed he is in me. I have spirit to argue, I just place a
loving hand on his shoulder - like he did to me awhile ago - then
Mike and I start down 109 toward Babylon. We pause at Rich Levine's
office - that is burned down and is where Pizza Town presently is.
Dad is there also and Rich too. I begin to work through the
debris half out of purpose and half to impress Dad, he is impressed.
Finding whatever it is I searched for, Mike and I continue down to
the bar. I decide I need a drink. When we enter there is a bottle of
Crown Royal broken on a terra cotta slate tiled floor. It is at this
scene that I recall the opening scene of the dream. (Thus, the
opening may not had ever happened. Instead my recollection in the
scene creates the opening. ?? No idea.) Cath, Liz, Mike and I are at
the bar. I order a double 7&7. Liz goes on about the broken
bottle and they are all teasing me about what to drink because the
bar has no 7&7. So I decide on Crown Royal. There is a lot of
feeling to this dream.
I awake at 8:30 AM
August 23, 2013 - Auto Accident
A new, white car. I'm continually having auto accidents. None
that I seem to take seriously.
August 24, 2013 - Rags to Riches
A set in a run-down store found on, or at least in view of a
beach, that sells food supplies. Jim C. is there with me build the
set. I'm telling someone that I'm Dot.com guy who went broke.
And that I'm living on a handout from the family. Someone - a female
- is disappointed in me for stooping to menial labor. Jimmy (or
another) says, "You're mom shouldn't support you. I comment that
it's perfectly fine, "I've been down before. Wait, and see, I'll
bounce back." This evolved over a portion of the dream I do not
recall where I and others are dancing in the street to music.
We are rich again. I awake at 8:02.
August 25, 2013 - Money Gone
- Interior Dream
In a music store, I bend down to look at an item in a glass
case. I have $600 on me. Crisp dollar bills that I placed atop
the glass counter. When I stand erect, there is only a ten
dollar bill remaining. There is a casually, but well dressed man
standing right there; obviously he stole the money. I attempted to
get the money back from him but he ignored me. The store clerk
also realized that this guy stole my money, but there seemed to be
nothing we could do to get the money back.
September 1, 2013 - Night before Labor Day - Resort
City
Cathy and I are moving, endlessly, among hotels and
restaurants. We are familiar with this town, the entire area. Cathy
mentions that she needs to use a rest room. We look out a large plate
glass window and, because we are familiar with all the buildings, we
are pointing to different buildings (hotels, motels, restaurants) and
identifying which buildings do or don't have rest rooms. Keep in mind
that it is light outside as we do this; it is after dawn. We leave
the place we are at and enter a restaurant where we know a rest room
is and also decide to have breakfast in the main eatery. We're in a
hotel (or casino) restaurant. Burnt Sierra tile floors, booths and
tables and booth areas with tables inside them. It is just at
dawn. Cathy says she has to use the ladies room. She is not
sure where it is but I know and walk her into an area where a
half-circle eating counter stands between us and the rest rooms.
Cathy acknowledges the rest rooms and walks to them while I head
back to our table. Our table is within a booth with a window to its
left showing the rising sun. Mike Blom is seated at the table. I am
delighted to find him there. He is reading over a paper or menu while
having a full spread of French Toast before him. I take a seat
opposite Mike, against a plaster board, steel gray painted wall; the
window is to my right. I hold a happy conversation with Mike as he
reads and munches on this breakfast. Cathy returns, also glad
to find Mike. Mike notifies me that Gloria died. I have no idea who
Gloria is (really) but I treat the conversation politely. There is
brief discussion about breakfast and I call a waitress over. A black
waitress shows to get our orders. Girl with really shiny teeth. She
informs me that she is not our waitress and will get our waitress. A
blonde shows. I order 3 eggs up with crispy bacon and tea.
Cathy orders eggs with hash browns. I awake at 8:45 AM
September 2, 2013 - Labor Day - Smash
Words
I am trying to build a coalition that will publish the members
books on Smash Words. I am sincere in my efforts but I am lying
through my teeth about the success and benefits of doing this.
I awake 4:30 AM
September 5, 2013 - 4 Got - Vision
I only slightly recall first and second dreams. However, after
the first, I went into the bath and sat down. The dream clear in my
mind. When suddenly the vision of the dream stood out as if I were
watching it on a big screen - outside my mind. Then the screen
flipped from a vertical to a horizontal image (the screen appeared
like a TV prop set - like a scale model of the set for the dream.) I
was flabbergasted by this. It lasted a moment then receded back to
just a mental image.
September 6, 2013 - Issues with
Dream revelations
This is happening more and more recently. The tape recorder is
a far less effective method for recording my dreams. First off;
my voice is so sleepy, I cannot understand what I ecord. Secondly;
sometimes what I record is cut off. Third; the messages are too brief
and, when it comes time to post them here, I have no idea what the
hell they mean.
September 7, 2013 - Very Dark, Vivid - Move
Back To NY.
Tough night for sleep - Got to sleep at
dawn. Awake at 10:44 AM
Cath and I decided to move back to NY. There are nothing but
complications in doing so. This dream starts off with me and Norman
chatting about the old neighborhood and old days. I am surprised
Jimmy O. is not involved but Linda Squires is. The conversation about
Linda is simple sex chatter, however, the visions in my mind's eye
see Linda from when she was around 6 years old then progressively
until her death (I think she was like 12 when she died???) It is from
Norman's conversation that Cath and I find ourselves moving back to
Long Island. We are living in a house south of Montauk Highway in
Lindenhurst. Across the street or close by is Bill and Eileen's gas
station. Our car is there for repairs. There is a girl, Bill's
daughter, (I forget her name) who takes our Kia and wrecks it. We
some we find ourselves driving or riding in someone's vehicle and
that doesn't go all that well either. The message of this dream is
obvious: Forget about the past.
One dreamscape that stood out in this dream worth mentioning. While
we were riding around I saw a path that lead into a corner wood.
About 3/4 of the way along this path was a pile of debris - probably
cement chunks. I remember commenting that the new owners do not
maintain the property as well as I did. At this point the dream
carried on. But after I awoke I recalled the path and oddly
enough I know that path, the property and that I either lived or
rented or knew the entire street and situation surrounding the path.
I clearly imagine the wood to be on the opposite corner of where Joe
and Sue Napolitiano live in Brentwood, NY. Why? I don't know. Pretty
sure the wood never was there. I recall - vividly - that the wood
butt up against a chain link fence that bordered it from a dark cedar
shake Craftsman style house. The fence ran along the house's asphalt
driveway and the path along the wood. The path yawned about 5 to 6
feet wide. It ran straight along the fence to another chain link that
ran along the back of a cement, white painted building. It turned
left and continued straight on to the street (that we drove past it
on.) For the life of me, I cannot recall where this is, when I had
anything to do with it, but I am absolutely certain I did work that path.
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