Okay... in ''Dreams'' here, I'm not going to tell you what dreams mean or how to understand them, but rather I'm going to tell you about our dreams and how myself and my family understand them.
Lucy Drama
So
easy to forget dreams. Anyway, in this dream, I suddenly realized I was dreaming.
I made a really cool discovery. In the dream I was walking down a hallway
about to round the banister of a staircase and make my way upstairs. 'Twas
at that moment that I knew I was dreaming and decided I did not want to go
upstairs as the dream was suggesting. What would happen I thought, if I was
to turn around and take a look at what was behind me. I said: ''Okay to myself...
take a look.... yes take a look.'' So I did and Lord Behold there in front
of me was pure White. As I stood looking at this, I could see in my peripheral
the dream that was now behind me. I suddenly woke up, wrote a few short notes
and thought Oh my God. The dream was forming as I went forward and disappearing
and turning into white directly as my peripheral would pass. Kind of like
an ''Out of Body'' I thought.
A Dream
In
a dream I saw a great silver metallic tower, this looked like a wonderful
high rise. I noticed this wondrous building was beside a Cliffside. Then I
looked closer for I was bewildered and when I did, I saw that this skyscraper
was surrounded by the cliff. How could this be I thought. Then I looked again
and I realized this tower is under the ground and supported by what looks
like rods coming from the building and into the rock. As I realized the size
of this, those rods became tubular tunnels going into the rock. I could not
see the bottom, but I could see the top, which seemed to be capped with a
gigantic net in the form of a communication dish reminiscent of a spider's
web. I then thought the expanse of this webbed dish encompassed a surface
area of at least a thousand miles in diameter. I then realized the strands
of this webbed communication dish were also tubular tunnels all exiting at
different parts of the surface. A webbed tunnel system in the shape of a communication
dish standing on a subterranean tower like highrise... massive... gigantic.
When I get pictures in my head, I can zoom in on any particular spot of the
picture and even fly around them to give me a three dimensional perspective....
as if a Bee.
This lasted several seconds. Was more like a meditative daydream. Kind of
like almost falling asleep, having a quick complex dream and then immediately
waking up. Felt I had remotely viewed something.
Carol In the Spirit
I
walked into a door and all of a sudden the door disappeared behind me. Then
I walked into a rain forest, there were trees as far as the eye could see.
I knew I was dreaming and knew everything would be O.K. There was a Temple
in front of me with five miles of stairs, there was a road with no tire tracks,
thick enough for only a Horse to go through. There were beautiful green trees
on the sides. There were Jaguars, Ocelots, Parrots and many, many different
kinds of creatures. The road way was like a mirror, in that the creatures
that were opposite one another would mirror one another's actions. I did not
walk, I hovered above the ground. I was wearing a long white gown, my hair
was done in three braids, with some hair still let down. I started hovering
to the Temple up the five miles of stairs, I just quickly flew up these stairs
which were made out of marble. By now I was at the top of the stairs, I entered
the Golden Doors, as soon as I entered the Doors I began to glow. There was
a great hallway of candles set on either side and beyond the candles there
were Monks with red canvas robes, also on both sides. The first Monk that
saw me, he said, 'You are glowing,' then all the Monks turned to me and bowed,
yet none of them ever opened their eyes. The first Monk started to smile.
He had teeth missing and he was the only one who opened his eyes. All of them
looked alike, bald, teeth missing and all wearing red canvas robes. Except
for one, he was at the end of the hall of candles, he had thin grey hair slightly
bald on the top. I hovered through the Hall to him, he was sitting in a big
Elephant throne with a giant Golden Elephant on top. He was wearing a white
Judo outfit with a black belt. I asked him, ''Will Zo last forever?'' He said,
''Until the Seas die, until the grass doesn't grow, until there are no more
creatures that you see, he will be there.
And one day you will be by his side forever.''
They gave me a Lion to ride on the back of, I held on to the Lions mane as
he ran through the temple and jumped off at the stairs. The Lion and I went
soaring through the air, and I woke up.
The man with the grey hair called me by name…Qui Lang. Pronounced [Qwe
- Lang.]
That was my dream.
By
Carol Chin
August 16th 1999
A Daughter Dreams
My
daughter Sheila used to have, when she was about five or six, a reoccurring
dream that she would tell us about quite a bit. Sheila and my wife Diana do
not remember, which kind of bewilders me, because it's so clear in my mind,
almost as if I was the one who had the dream. Quite a significant dream, maybe
that's why I remember. At the time I sort of remember writing down a few notes
about the dream, another possible reason as to why I remember. Sheilagh would
dream of a giant beautiful Women, standing on the North Pole. Sheila would
describe this Women in great detail. The Women was the zenith of beauty and
dressed in the most wonderful colorful clothing that Sheila had ever seen.
The word ''Technicolor'' came to mind as my daughter described this vision
like dream to me. A wonderful sight when visualized. A gleaming Golden Rainbow
Lady, standing guard over the Earth. Sheila would describe the 'Lady' becoming
hard and brittle, causing Her skin and clothing to dry up, break, flake and
peel off, revealing underneath an even more wonderful and glorious sight.
Underneath would be an even more beautiful Women with brighter and more Heart
warming colouring in the clothing. A beautiful beginning and a beautiful ending.
A magnificent soothing sight for a six year old child to dream and then have
someone tell her that, this has a beautiful meaning, and that there is nothing
to worry about. I can remember at times when Sheila was a little apprehensive
about dreams like this. Felt good to be able to understand a little and tell
her what's going on. A transformation of sorts, like from the Elephant Hawk
Moth Caterpillar to the giant Moth, it later becomes. I would tell her that
this must represent, ''The New Earth,'' ''The New Mother Earth,'' cleansing
herself and rebirthing. Turning into a beautiful place, more beautiful than
we could ever imagine. This was Universal symbolism that was simple and wondrous.
As I said, I was surprised Diana and Sheila didn't remember this, not even
after I reminded them. Sheila would have this dream every week, for at least
several months. I'm glad I remember for everyone. So cool. To write this down
and now have a recording.
A Sons Dream
My son told me about a dream that he had quite a while ago. He decided to tell me because he say's I've become a dream collector. Matthew said, 'This was the kind of dream, that he would never forget.' He was a prisoner and tied to a stake on his knees. To his right and in front of him, stood a man with a gun in his hand and a whip tied to his waist. Matthew looked to his left, there were three other men also tied to stakes. He felt that he was in Asia and that he was Middle Eastern. The man with the whip approached and shot each man in the back and side of the lower part of the head. Matthew said, ''Everything went white and that he now felt free.'' Also that, ''Death was easier than he thought.''
Melancolique Reveur
One
time whilst still living with my parents, early one morning, I was having
a dream that I was a Knight on a Horse approaching a Castle that was off in
the distance. The grass on the English rolling hills was emerald green and
the trees seemed real. Like in many dreams, I was also observing this from
a distance. When this happens, I am always above and to the left of the dream.
As if there are two of me. My Father came into the room to wake me for school,
he gently touched me on the face, as he always did when waking me. The Castle
immediately crumbled into a perfectly conical mound of fine dust. Then from
the 'observers' point of view, I saw myself.... the Knight and the Horse also
quickly turn into a perfect mound of fine dust. I opened my eyes and have
never forgotten. I often wonder why such dreams are instilled into memory
as if were they were real life experiences. I always believe too, that, ''If
it happens to me, it must happen to others.''
Dreamy Dreamer.
I Love Words So Much
I
love words so much that I dream about them, in print form. This is not unlike
a person who works in a factory and does the same thing over and over again,
thus often dreaming they are at work. I've heard many people say this and
has happened to me on certain jobs
The Lion Dream
This
morning I awoke having had a wonderful dream. This was of four Lions in my
home as pets. I was dreaming that I was waking up, and as I did four Lions
came rushing into the bedroom and jumped on the bed with me. In the dream...
this momentarily terrified me. One of the Lioness's was very affectionate
towards me, rolling around on the bed, licking me and making meager attempts
to mischievously toss me about. In the dream, it really felt as if I was looking
into the eyes of a Lion only a few inches away from my face. To look into
the eyes of a huge Lion without any fear was an enchanting experience even
though it was just a dream. These Lions were full grown and Powerful.
Written October 3rd Tuesday 1995
I Wrote This on Tuesday 3rd March 1998
This
was on the news. Franz Schubert wrote a letter and said not to open this until
50yrs after his death. When the letter was opened there was written, that
he did not compose his music. That his music was given to him in dreams and
that this was from the spirit World.
The date today is March 3rd 1998 and I'm not going to die ever. I might leave
for a while, but I'm not going to die. This letter is opened now, for everyone.
I want you to see this. Our Father tells me. No hidden letters waiting here
and there are many on the way.
I'm not going to wait until I die.
A Dream
I am always tempted to re-word things I have written in the past. I don't remember this dream, but I have it here just the way it was written in my dream notes.
Satan
destroyed the Learning Tower, a possible connection to the God in Heaven.
Satan rules for 10,000 years. Then dies.
These two lines are all that was written.
No Cars
Many
years ago, I had a daydream dream, now I was wide awake in this imaginary
daydream. I imagined a world with no cars, I imagined suburbia with no streets.
I imagined cities turned into fumeless places with mostly schools, universities,
places of work and factories. I imagined a city where very few people actually
lived. In this daydream most of the people would live miles and sometimes
hundreds of miles away from their city, due to a highly technical form of
transportation which would be mono-rail mag-lev systems which would connect
rural areas as far out as six hundred miles from city centers. These mag-lev
mono-rail cars would travel up to speeds and in excess of 450mph, the systems
would be constructed perfectly straight. Enabling people to reach their destinations
and places of work in a much shorter time, thus allowing people to live far
away from their cities and more spread out. People would also own private
vehicles called lev's, that would levitate and travel at great speeds, up
to 1200mph. These vehicles would be used for recreation and to reach mag-lev
stations in the country when coming into the city. One would travel at a certain
height depending on how fast one was going. One's speed would depend on how
far one was travelling. All vehicles once in flight would be tied into a global
positioning traffic computer network, reducing accidents to virtually nil.
I imagined suburban streets with lawns from one side of where the road once
was, to the other. Instead of driveways, roads and streets, people had outside
their homes hi-tech composite slabs for parking their lev's. The center of
suburban streets would now be home to children's playgrounds, the odd greenhouse,
numerous citizen made ponds, streams and waterfalls. Chickens, geese, ducks
and goats become common place. The use of concrete sidewalks is abandoned
and the private citizens in suburbia build their own stone sidewalks intricately
patterned and forever changing because of the different artistic idea's and
ethnic groups.
My wife Diana reminded me of this story, Diana tells me I told her this when
I first met her in '75.
Cool hey.