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june, 2007

june 5th

I dreamt I was at the School of Metaphysics and the whole class was surrounding me in a sincere display of support. They were like my family in my dream all reaching out to pull me up out of the quicksand. even in the dream, though, I still feel like I have been punched in the gut- as I did before sleeping- and after waking. the pain I am feeling is crushing, but the dream stays with me and seems to say, "don't worry- there are some that truly care, see?"

june 9th

I dreamt that I was looking around my house finding unusual things here and there and there were slight changes in the house to the real house, but the floorplan was there and the street was the same, but the neighborhood was slightly more peaceful than the real one.

however, in the dream there these secret additions to the house...I was discovering one in the kitchen- hidden up by the ceiling there was a ladder that went somewhere unknown. toward the back yard in another part of the house, there is a secret door and/or hallway that leads to a very large gymnasium with numerous doors leading from there- like any gym in a large school or recreation center. I feel really excited about it- amazed and eager to explore it all and think about all the different ways to use all that space.

later I try to arrange to take my friend to this gym- I seem to need to walk out the front door to meet him and as I step out I see a little pony or unicorn perhaps- very pure white, beautiful and glowing in a light white shade.

next I see myself about one house away waiting to meet my friend- whom I try to take there. but there is no longer a way to get there from my house....but there is another house down the street that is connected to the gym instead.

I am disappointed, but I still feel like the gym is my space...I just cannot take my friend there.

june 9th, 2007

I dreamt that I was looking around my house finding unusual things here and there and there were slight changes in the house to the actual house I live in- the floor plan was there and the street was the same, but the neighborhood was slightly more peaceful.

However, in the dream there were these secret additions I was discovering. One in the kitchen - hidden way in the corner of the ceiling. In the back- towards the back yard, there is this secret door and/or hallway that leads to a very large gymnasium with numerous doors leading from there - like any gym in a large school or recreation center. I feel really excited about it- amazed and eager to explore it all and think about different ways to use all that space. There is a definite feeling of abundance and prosperity related to this discovery in the dream- one I can vividly recall.

Later I try to arrange to take my friend to the gym- I seem to need to walk out of the front door to meet him and as I step out, I see a little pony or unicorn perhaps- pure white, beautiful and seems to be glowing in a bright white light.

Next I see myself about one house away waiting to meet my friend - whom I try to take there. There is no longer a way to get there from my house, but there is instead now a way to get there from a house down the street.

june 16th, 2007

This is a very fuzzy and poorly recalled dream. My coworkers are back from vacation...there is something about buttons...fiddling with buttons or fixing buttons...another coworker is crying and possibly melting even...one friend from the neighborhood appears and then another- both female. There is something about shoes. Then I have managed to get my friends to go to a concert in small auditorium where Astral Projection is attempting to perform but the sound is muted. I know everybody in the small auditorium and am enjoying the music, but it isn't nearly loud enough.

june 22nd, 2007

"a dream that fills me with longing..."

It starts in my recall at an inventory- a survey of some sort. I tell some company about three experiences with men I've had that have been disastrous - including their names as though filling out a form (not that that private information would ever be posted on this website) and then I see that this has turned into a movie - with many men featured in it- as identified by many women. And in this movie we see the "accounts" of "versions" of various situations from the perspective of one male friend that I have in particular.

He sits in front of the camera ina chair on a beautiful green lawn. I am feeling humiliated that this company has identified him but am happy to see him and speak to him in a casual way.

Somewhere in here my dream relocates to my friend's house that is more like a bizarre collection of buildings and he takes us up to one of many areas in the house, through a secret doorway, into a landing there we are shown a stairway made entirely out of glass. We can see through the stairs, walls, ceilings- everything- and we are miles above the ground. I am first amazed but then afraid. I will not go all the way up. I think 'this could easily break- glass does not hold forever- my friend may not realize how easily this could all shatter under the weight of us all' so while my friend and a couple others (unspecified dream characters) go up, I refuse - then I notice the cracks already starting to appear in the floor.

They all decide to come back, saying that that part of the house is filled with these little monkey-like creatures that are cute, but obsessed with ragtime piano music- and therefore annoying anyway.

We go elsewhere and I am talking to friends at this party- laughing and enjoying myself. Later in the dream I am in a sort of dining hall that is huge with a hundred people or more, somehow it becomes public that I have a strange condition- a result of an affair somehow- and it is not necessarily "full blown" but potentially could lead to a fatal illness - similar to AIDS. I see a nurse I work with there - whom I view as a wonderful lady, and she is explaining to me the condition that I have- the same way she explains to the patients we work with about the diseases they have.

I wake up...until I write it down the warning of the dream is lost on me. I am still in a state of pleasure in thinking about love. Is this a test I have already begun to fail?

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