dream book

[stilltrucking]

semi conscious dreams
day dreams
night dreams too

strange loops of past and present, future too

[SadLuckDame]

Yes on the past, present and future.
We walk all over it, it's just space and we take good advantage.

Dreamt last night of hidden things. It amused me fully. There was the first layer of world I was in the moment standing in, then a funny guy in a hat (sort of Puckish or magician) lifted the veil and layer to expose the next world, that followed by the next, etc. and him and I laughing together about it.

One scene was this oversized grill, he lifted the lid and I laughed cause there was the next door way, just under that lift. Then he said, "Wait, don't stop now, there's more. Can you find it?" But, I could not see any place with an opening. So he kicked up the dry leaves on the ground around the 'legs' of the grill, there was that door, right under the pile of dead leaves. I was so entertained and together we opened that one to look in at that world dancing about in the ground.

It reminded me of the triple mirror effect.

[stilltrucking]

The Zen Teachings of Jesus, I forget the arthors name, interesting, but I wonder about something he said about time, "there is no such thing as objective time" quoting kant, then he says there are two types of time which he labels subjective and objective.

I preter the term "internal time consciousness"

These past few years as I feel my body detiorate with age I have become interested in women's internal clocks, they are so much more complex than mine.

Every man on studio eight is swimming 14 miles up stream in a river of molasses just to beat the clock.

thanks for the dream
not much to report about my dreams
except I have not had any "lost dreams" for weeks now, I used to get them all the time.

[SadLuckDame]

Maybees you're found now.
Time means barely anything to me unless it's the time clock outside of time, the one that the world revolves around. I do my best to be on their clock when they 'own' me for that brief time. lol.

Last night I dreamt about the grass being the same color as an autumn's yellow. It was very, very beautiful. I sat the little guy I was holding down on it and thought how lucky he was to get the chance to sit in grass that color.
Had an awareness it was unusual.

[stilltrucking]

the magic kingdom of my dreams

"if you approach it, you will certainly miss it"
Nanchuan

[SadLuckDame]

Last night's dream was of a little boy I know,
my worry of his reckless abandon or as a runaway
and I trying to keep up with him by way of looking,

looked for his direction if I saw mishap,
if a child laid black-eyed crying in his mother's arms
her alarmed look around them for the small culprit,
I looked for anything broken, cracked up on the ground
it led me to this large garage...

the boy I was trying to keep up with came running out
with fist full of squished bees,
they were tiny baby yellow jackets.

Firstly, I worried he'd no fear and he'd be stung
until I noticed their squashed state
within his tight little fist of anger
then he reached up and ran his hand over the top of his head
and left behind a few squashed babies there.

I took up his other little hand to walk with him
and scolded him about how he could have been stung,
the mess he made of his hair
and why those things were so unimportant with him.
He was safe and I was relieved.


Also dreamt of a bunny mother,
she had teeny pink babies, smaller then a finger nail
and they silently cried out in search of her
but she was busy escaping the cage I'd had her in.

No lids would keep her contained,
finally I settled on taking our pet dove (who also seemed free
though she was supposed to be caged), I put her in with the bunny
and stuck an aluminum sheet over the top, slashed a few breather holes in
and said it was the best idea I could come up with...
keeping the two together.

[jackofnightmares]

My dreams have been quiet, silent almost as snow. I have not had a lost dream in weeks. Funny how my dreams work, I will have troubling dreams they will continue on off for weeks or even months. Then one morning I will put two and two together and get five, and say to myself "Oh yeah, that is what it is about" and I won't have that dream again.

The only dream I ever remember about tiny pink babies happened about the spring of 1974. I was in Montreal, was sleeping on some bales of straw I used to feed the elephants. I woke up from a dream about holding a tiny baby in my arms and thinking flesh of my flesh...

This was after Silent Woman's abortion.

A nice dream, or a nightmare

Sounds like you are worried about your children. I am not too good at dream interpretation, except for my own, and sometimes it takes a long time until I come up with a satisfying meaning for my dreams.

Just rambling, trying to keep warm, no heat upstairs here and the door is very drafty because my nephew kicked it in and ruined the jam this was a few years ago. He is settled down now. Oh G d is he ever settled down, we almost lost him in that motorcycle wreck, virtual suicides make me so sad, something cold and deliberate about suicide, Freud had a good one, Spalding Gray also, Hunter Thompson, Richard Brautigan too messy. Who am I to judge.

Yes this is the house of busted doors, baby sister kicked in her bedroom door and now she rags on her husband to fix it.

There is much love here in the house of the puppet masters, just got to rise above my own strings to experience it.

thanks for the dream Dame
I wish I was more help to
hoping I might have helped a little anyway
if you were looking for meaning.
inFriendship
jt

Boy I think about St Jack of Kerouac and his dream book. Anne Charters book "Kerouac" a biography. I remember reading that the movie Actor Cary Grant had a dread of women doctors. He would not let one treat him. Interesting factoid makes me think about Anne Charters, is it sexist of me to think it took a woman to write a good biography of Kerouac?

[still.trucking]

Are Dreams Experiences?
Seems like a dumb question to me.

I still remember things that happened in dreams that I have become unsure if they really happened during wakefulness. Or Visa versa

[SadLuckDame]

Mine last night was one of those, I didn't realize it was a dream.
Honestly, it was a monster, he was bigger than godzilla to my imagination, but to my dream imagination, because I didn't actually see him, only heard his roars.

There was a big storm, then all fell that eerie silence.
I watched the sky change, it was so quick and kept getting creepier.
Running inside I contemplated being in the first room, which was well lit, well lived in or going to the farthest room, where it was very dark and unfamiliar. The well lit room occurred to me that it may not be the safest place if it was close to the outside. The darkest may have seemed creepiest on first thought, but actually it was safer being that it was harder for the weather to reach, harder for the demon, too.

I gathered my children with me and prayed, asked for forgiveness.
It was like knowing the last moment was that moment, those last prayers, those last embraces. I prayed over them.

It was weird, cause then two 'neighbors' (I don't know them in rl) came in to use the room as an escape, safe place. The lady was his mother. I looked at her, we were all huddled, nervous and afraid, but she was content. Her face was very serene, calm and pleasant.
I wondered at her look, then wondered if I were just over-reacting about the scary situation. Then the storm was no longer there.

[SadLuckDame]

Also wanted to mention, but forgot to post the conversation I was having with you in my head I do that a lot. But, was telling you there that I think sometimes how I forget dreams very easy unless I write them down somewheres. My memory does not hold them very tightly as it does my awakeness. But, very often when dreaming, my dreams will recollect past dreams, my dream state holds a different way of memory with previous dreams then my awake state holds with them.
I wonder why, I don't know why.
Why my dreaming state is stronger of my previous dreaming state.

Was thinking about that when thinking about you having related dreams consistently until you finally understand what they connect to. Wondering though if your recollection of the dreams was strong on awake life as it was on your dream life.

http://jonathanichikawa.net/papers/occ-dreaming.pdf

I don't know, Jack. I s'pose I'm thinking my dream self is very much the same as my awake when it comes to her core and true nature. I am thinking back on numerous dreams and each one displays her as me, all the way down to her little bird. Sure, the world there is very different. But, if I moved to some other planet and if the environment and happenings were a big difference from life here, such as no similar gravity or ability to transform, etc. I'd still be 'me' though, just 'me' on another planet. Guess that's how I picture my 'me' in the dream life, I'm the same there as here, just different environment.

[short timer]

I am putting this vidoe on my wish list of dreams

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hVjKKplz ... re=related





this bit is interesting because I had a strange dream, it was dark and mysterious not so much fearful as ominous. I am sorry I forgot the details of the dream but when I awoke I replayed it again and wondered where the dream came from and then I said to myself Oh yeah I fell asleep listening to Frankenstein the audio book
Dennets thoughts about the splash of cold water brought that dream to mind. As if the dream actual occurs almost instaneous as we come to consciousness?

Just thinking

Interesting article, a tough read for a wandering mind. I am only interested in dreams for entertainment and also for food for t hought about this thing called me.

I wish I had majored in anthropogeny.

I am not that proud of my college career, all twelve years of it.


Here is the bit I was refering to

In his 1976 paper, “Are Dreams Experiences?”, Daniel Dennett argued, on independent
grounds, for something like Malcolm’s approach to dreaming. Dennett was struck by
dreams that seem to develop gradually and deliberately to a particular sort of ending,
which then correlates with a real-world experience that awakens the dreamer. For
example, a subject might dream about adventures on a pirate ship: he dreams that the
crew turns against him, and forces him to walk the plank; just as he falls into the ocean in
his dream, he wakes up as the result of a splash of cold water to his face. The striking
thing about this sort of dream, to Dennett, is that the narrative of the dream seems too
temporally extended to explain the connection between the real-life water and the
extended water-themed story. Dennett suggests that this sort of dream is best explained
by a denial of the received view that dreams involve experiences that occur over time
during sleep; instead, dreams involve an unconscious ‘memory-loading’ that is activated
upon waking. This memory-loading, Dennett, thinks, may occur extremely quickly,
immediately prior to waking – this explains why the whole dream seems sensitive to the
waking conditions.

[the mingo]

Thx for the vid, Jack. I checked out a couple of other entries by this guy while I was out there. Startin' to get the itch to be paddling. We've had a couple of thaws here recently and can smell spring here even with snow on the ground but gettin' out on any water is still weeks down the line. Still, I'm checkin' out flotation bags and gear and maps. The satellite maps let you see where a river or stream or creek lays on the land but it's left to you to imagine being on those waters. Man I'm ready for this winter to be over and gone 'cause I want to be gone on the water. Long gone. Way long gone. A kayakin' fool. A water gypsy. When I die and all my foolishness comes to its end take my bones and put fire to them and take my ashes to a point just above the falls on the Salmon River and give them to the waters there. They will take them down over the hundred foot drop to the plunge pool at the bottom of the falls then on down the river to Lake Ontario then maybe all the way to the St. Lawrence River and then down it to the sea.

[stilltrucking]

I need to soak in the ocean,