Dream January 27th 2009
Version 2
Dream, photorealism, Point of View; POV, resonance
I walk in the alley of 9th street between 102nd Avenue and 103rd Avenue in Dawson Creek. I will film this. I think that school kids are getting out of school now and they might be after what I have in my room, maybe the crack cocaine. I run. Then I see a bunch of kids run out like a flock of thousands of flying swallows, flying birds. I run to 102nd, and then I see the kids runing behind me, then around me, and then ahead of me but instead of going into the Mile Zero Hotel entrance, they all go into the tanning salon. I reenacted this, this morning.
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Doing enough of these dream images will eventually take me as well as any fans reading to a newer more comprehensive understanding of the dream world on the next level.
Earlier in the dream, I have a small square piece of crack cocaine which I have in a corner of a drawer. I examine this twice, moving the crack cocaine from the back left hand corner of one drawer to the back left hand corner of another. There are three people with me. A guy and two girls. One girl has brown hair, the other girl has blonde hair wearing a white sweatshirt, and when I saw white I mean that she of clean vanilla ice cream white seen in countless dreams of white shirts. I think, "Maybe smoking crack with people around would be fun." I finally decide and I say out loud, "I think that you had better leave now."
teleport to Dawson Creek: I walk in the alley of 9th street between 102nd Avenue and 103rd Avenue in Dawson Creek. I will film this. I think that school kids are getting out of school now and they might be after what I have in my room, maybe the crack cocaine. I run. Then I see a bunch of kids run out like a flock of thousands of flying swallows, flying birds. I run to 102nd, and then I see the kids runing behind me, then around me, and then ahead of me but instead of going into the Mile Zero Hotel entrance, they all go into the tanning salon. I reenacted this, this morning.
Doing enough of these dream images will eventually take me as well as any fans reading to a newer more comprehensive understanding of the dream world on the next level.
Dreamworld Dreams, photorealism, Point Of View; POV, resonance.
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The entire dream: To record all the sequences is like getting seven bills all sequenced, or getting the combination of a 7 combination lock right.
Dream Wednesday January 27
I met a guy when I saw him, I saw bad images around him. Later, he asked me, "What did you see when you met me?" I answered, "I saw images of fleshy faces of dead children sitting around." I grabbed the sides of his head suddenly as if to exorcise him. He thanked me by putting a black thin notebook on a bed. the upper right corner, my right, of the bed. There was a light on the top right hand corner of the notebook. This round light was pure white. I covered it with my hands.
In a room, I put a tin foil wrapped small square piece of crack cocaine in a corner of a drawer. I have three friends with me. A guy and two girls. One of the girls has brown hair and one of the girls has blonde hair, long stringy, like a junkie and is wearing a white sweatshirt. They are sitting around a table, "Maybe smoking crack with people around might be fun...." But then I decide and get up and make an announcement, "I think that all of you had better leave now."
I walk in the alley of 9th street between 102nd Avenue and 103rd Avenue in Dawson Creek. I will film this. I think that school kids are getting out of school now and they might be after what I have in my room, maybe the crack cocaine. I run. Then I see a bunch of kids run out like a flock of thousands of flying swallows, flying birds. I run to 102nd, and then I see the kids runing behind me, then around me, and then ahead of me but instead of going into the Mile Zero Hotel entrance, they all go into the tanning salon. I reenacted this, this morning.
Vancouver: I was about to ride a bus, "Where do you catch the number 37 bus?" I asked, "Hornby Street." someone, a guy answered. I told them that I had to be there at 5. Looking out the window. 2 buses going West along Broadway towards Granville. Then a girl on the bus points to a clock and says, "It is five now. You should be there now. You are late for your appointment."
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