See "Photos" and click "show all" to see thumbnails of all 150 dream images. All but the bottom few were made between 11-11-2000 and Feb 2001 when I became allergic to paper and ink. The bottom few were made in July 2002 -- and are also found on the Dream Images Collages page above; there are about 11 of them (the baby wolf in the barn is also in this group but didn't fit on the page).
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Classic Dream Themes The Delphi oracles were ambiguous. They'd say a great nation would fall if a general asked if he should go to war. Then they had to use logic to figure out which side would fall -- it would be some phrase that was meaningful to one side or the other that would give the clue.
Most of the people you reincarnate with are those you've killed or who have killed you. -- Sean David Morton
Dream Autobiography -- mine is the Autobiography of a (Violent) Dream, maybe they all are. The Egyptian Book of the Dead tells you what to avoid in dreams.... tips for facing illusionary monsters; bulls have dogged my dreams for 30 years and when I finally stood up to one and hit him on the head, he just got worse and became a raging whirling madman.
Dreams are a byproduct of death -- both literal death -- Carl Jung; and the exhaustion of the soul -- or whatever you want to call it -- the spirit, ego, hope, pleasure in living... I said that. Dreamers range through time from their present, lucid dreams that can occur just steps from where the sleepers lie sleeping or outside their front doors; to their past, visits to their childhood locales; to their future, glimpses of what they will read in the newspaper or see on TV the next day. The internet as a tool makes it easier than in past times to look up details and dates to try to correlate dreams and social reality. Death of the soul is described by a poem that goes, I can't go on, I really mean it this time, I can't go on. Your legs get weak and you disintegrate on, sink to the ground, life drains out of you, and then you unexpectedly step in deep mud like quicksand and sink completely over your head in a dream.... The dreamer find himself alone among, for the most part, mute dream characters pantomiming action with an occasional comment by a mysterious voice. Dreams are the little death, the pre-view of our after life.
Some try to dream deliberately (?) by using opium -- and per Confessions of an Opium Eater, cause architecture dreams. In any case, dreams are fun for awhile but then they turn cruel and you have to stand up to them.
I dreamed at the beginning in the 70s about a place where a lake was almost touching an ocean and a casket or bed that was a wedding cake frosted with wedding dress. Now I know that there are such places where a fresh water lake/lagoon is located with just a narrow strip of land separating it from the ocean. AND as a matter of fact -- my dreams all started when I considered marriage.... figure that, maybe sex, death, out-of-body and dreams ARE all the same thing! I had never even heard of Jung then. My parents didn't have a TV in the 50's, I read books. But my grandmother had one at her house and took care of me until age 5 and if there were any monster movies 1951-1956, I might have seen the pyramids, igloos and other stuff I tried to build in the yard and make mud bricks at the creek. More Messages From Michael says that fear/worry/anxiety/depression and sex are the states where the disembodied can contact you/you can hear them.
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My website is dedicated to Our Lady as she appeared in Lawndale, California in May 1978. She had in common with other appearances that she was on the rooftop of the daycare where I worked then. Lawndale is a swampy and lake filled area of southern California in a desert environment about five miles from the Pacific Ocean.
At Fatima she appeared for the first time on May 13. Photos of the Blessed Virgin Mary (BVM) taken at Zeitoun and Abbuit, Upper Egypt (Aug-Oct 2000) can be found at
Her appearance to me was that of a young blond, medium length hair, woman in her 20's or 30's and she was wearing a white or silvery, belted one-piece coverall suit. She was nodding her head and talking, but I could not hear what she was saying and none of the others around me mentioned hearing what she said either. She was standing next to a rectangular aluminum colored column that I took at first to be a chimney, but there is no large chimney on that roof.
She looked very intelligent and concerned and gave me a peaceful feeling that she was concerned about the welfare of we watching her and all Los Angeles inhabitants.
Our Lady traditionally appears in areas immediately before war or hardship for the populace to encourage them to keep the peace. Shortly after she appeared at the daycare there was a witch hunt of daycare workers that lasted several years in LA and other locations in the country (and a focus on children's development and rights.)
My dreams of Our Lady included two classmates, Randy Farlow and Chris (Don) Six, who died in Vietnam carrying a litter on their shoulders in a doctors' parking lot. In high school in 1968 I'd dozed off (I stayed up until all hours reading at night with a candle or blanket over my window so my parents wouldn't see my light on the ground and make me go to sleep) and woke up to see two older guys who had volunteered for Vietnam talking to Mrs. Patton, the English teacher. I finally was able to confirm (Virtual Vietnam wall) that Randy Farrow from Boonevelle, IA died there 9/68 and Don Six (returned to Corona CA after graduation) 2/71. I had dreamed repeatedly over the years, of trying to get back to Booneville. I tried to cross Highway 90, cross the river, cross an electric fence, get into a cathedral ceiling house. Also a soldier meeting with his baby and wife (is this another one of your nurses?) Finally I know why. I first realized what was happening from a dream on Veterans Day 1986 or 87 when I dreamed they were waiting outside my apt when I was leaving for work. Over the years they've showed me a house in a rice field, a dirt ravine we were walking up, to some men with sticks and spears, a jeep they were driving. They have also showed me important things going to happen in my life, such as the litter they were carrying on their shoulders towards the doctors' gate next door to Mom's house which I think indicates the healing ability of Our Lady.
Locations where Our Lady, the Virgin Mary have been seen are traditionally visited by the curious and the devout. Great centers of healing have been built at some of these sites -- for instance Fatima, Portugal and Lourdes, France. Interestingly, the healing process usually involves the sick and injured supplicants swimming in or drinking the water there. The site at Lourdes developed a pool when Marguerite dug with her hands in the garbage dump. Visitors enjoy walking around the pool even if it is too cold for them to swim or wade across in the water. Our Lady had promised a spring would appear and it did. The appearance of Our Lady in Egypt as well as other place was on rooftop.
This website includes many dream images of pools of water and underwater events.
Post card showing Lawndale with a lake. During the rainy season, Lawndale was blessed with lakes in those days.
Letter to the Editor, Olena Campbell Knerr, Torrance, CA.
Timeslips allow the dreamer/awake observer to see the landscape as it used to be or will be. Such as Lawndale as it used to be with lakes and geese swimming in them.
I observed one of these timeslip lakes -- which had ducks swimming in it -- I could see their feet paddling as I drove by it in the driveway at work, which is located along a flood control channel in Lawndale. There was a gooselike being staring directly at me on two consecutive days. When I drove back after work to look around my companion would not get out of the car. I saw duck footprints in the dust and a woman he also did not see, dressed in the modern style of khaki slacks and white blouse tucked in, walked between me and the lake scene and I got back in the car.
I observed the same woman when she walked across my path at dusk on the sidewalk and went out into the street walking home from the Federal Building. That time she was wearing a tan coat over a white blouse. Again, two companions driving up at that moment did not see the woman. I had complained that she walked so close to me that she could have stepped on my toes, and they said, "what woman?" There was the noise of a fall leaf rustling on the sidewalk and when I looked up I almost tripped over her.
