The prequel to "She's not there"!

From a poster here.

"I don't like The Zombies very much, although there's a lot of very good music on that playlist. I was reluctant to close the tab whenever it started playing something good.

This song really reminds me of the other dream I had. In the previous dream of the night, I was lying down halfway up a hill and she was sitting on the hill yelling at me about how I have no life and need to start building relationships. Then, a golf ball fell into a closed public pool area. I tried to retrieve it without getting molested by an old man there, but he started walking toward me. I woke up feeling very motivated and the scolding was the first part I recalled."

Well this dream space you are welcome to write any comment to my dreams or write your own dream related material.

Here is a dream card for an element of this dream that I recognize.



Regression..Regression is when the forces for going backwards are winning over a forward,progressive movement.

Every choice to move forward evokes the regressive pull. So much life energy goes into what gives us little value back. The past wants us to stay there as much as the present does.But the the future calls us forward to the next stages of life,to a new meaning, a new step in consciousness. We say No to all that would oppose our true choice. By saying No we defeat the No which would defeat us.

Your task is to practice defeating the regressive pull by making commitments and sticking to them." Dream Cards were by Strephon Kaplan Williams and were printed by Journey Press.

Your image of a old molester in your path.. is sort of like the "Black Bull in the dream card here,In my opinion. Perhaps it symbolizes something or an attitude in your past that wants to prevent you from doing what you are called to be doing.
The dream cards For me are just part of a "gestalt" of the total meaning of the dream...not the entire meaning.

The Man with Snakes

Dreamt just before waking, I had to get up to go to the Restroom, but felt a bit refreshed from a good night of sleep.



I dreamt; I am in a city at night, it was in a place like India, or Pakistan,though I have never been to these places.




I met some man in an alleyway, I was on something ,undercover or something, and then he pulled out these snakes from under his trench coat. He told me they were not the harmless kind but dangerous ones , like Puff Adders, Vipers, and Cobras. It was at night.



Normally snakes don't frighten me , but now I have a healthy respect of the dangerous ones. The snakes were all over the city ,I was trying to find my way out, but it was getting difficult. The man had disappeared.

At the movies with..... Sly Stallone

I dreamt I walked into a movie theatre ,after all I was bored and it was a dream. I moved to sit down into an aisle, and whom did I sit next to other than Sylvester Stallone!



I guess I was at a premiere for one of his movie. We sat and watched a movie together. The Movie was sort of Sylvester Stallone meets the "Barber of Seville", as Sylvester literally plays a barber with a penchant your using those old style razors to shave people. What?..who wouldn't be afraid to let Sylvester Stallone to shave you with a straight razor? In the movie of my dream Stallone has one patient to "....yo hold on to my nuts (testicles) if let me know if I make a mistake, just squeeze". What a macho kind of a guy.



Near the end of the premiere, I talked with Sylvester about his movies added a criticism, about how his movies start out okay, but they get kinda crazy at the end, has if the lose their focus, or lose the premise at the end. ( Maybe not a valid criticism of his movies).

Anyway there was a second or first part of this dream I remembered much later where.... I am in a Tibetan holy place or a Tibetan medicine man store. But they don't sell books or anything ,maybe theres something like a "Dreamcatcher's" that Native Americans sell in the United States. This place and Medicine man sells stuffed mattresses, something to sleep with herbs and stuff to add dreamers and people with sleep problems ....

Tornados in Dreams ( An article by Jeremy Taylor)

A Tornado!
By Jeremy Taylor



"In my capacity as a professional dream worker, I travel all around the English speaking world, (both IRL - "in real life" - and on the Internet), on a daily basis, working with peoples' dreams, and helping them figure out more about what they mean. This gives me the opportunity to carry out an extensive, on-going, informal survey of the collective "trends" in the content and imagery of peoples' dreams. One of the patterns I have noticed, as we approach the millennium, is that more and more people are reporting dreams of great storms, particularly "tornadoes".

At the same time, even a casual eye on the news media in waking life informs us that the world's weather has gotten dramatically "worse" and more intense over the last decades of the 20th century. "Global warming" appears to be the culprit in the waking world, and of course, that, (plus the emotional impact of the news stories of storm damage, and the tragic deaths and dislocations of peoples' lives which inevitably result from these great storms), is sufficient reason alone for the number of "dream tornadoes" to increase - but I believe there are other, even deeper collective/archetypal reasons for the steady increase in this particular type of dream imagery.

The individual and collective problems and dilemmas we face at the end of the 20th century are all, in a very real way, the consequence of incomplete (still evolving) conscious awareness. I am increasingly convinced that it is the huge disparity between our immensely sophisticated knowledge about how to manipulate the physical world, (skills which we inevitably try to use to satisfy the incoherent jumble of our less-than-conscious desires), in contrast with our almost total lack of reliable self-knowledge about the deeper structures of our interior lives, which is the main cause of the terrible situation(s) we find ourselves in at this perilous historical moment.

In the dream world, "wind & water" have been archetypal symbols of spirit ("which bloweth where it listeth") and emotion, (which "runs deep", even when it's still) for thousands (if not millions) of years. In the waking world, peoples from all over the planet share stories where the "voice of the God(s)" "speaks from out of the whirlwind". Non-technological peoples, (including the vast majority our own ancestors, back to the Old Stone Age an beyond), have viewed the "tornado" as "the finger of God", which points with precision and unparalleled power to the psycho-spiritual mysteries of guilt and hidden meaning. Like the imagined "Hand of God", the tornado demonstrates breath taking power, and leaves one life relatively untouched, while the life standing directly next to it is totally torn and shattered forever.

Each time we dream of "tornadoes", these ancient, collective layers of symbolic association reveal themselves anew. Each "dream tornado" is, at some level, a harbinger of change, in the psyche as well as the waking world. Although only the dreamer can say for sure what his or her dream images mean, dream "tornadoes" are compelling metaphors of the individual and collective social change that we "feel", (that we know in our secret heart of hearts), is necessary , and is coming. We intuit, as dreamers, that ultimately the "power of this impending storm" is not just a consequence of incomplete human consciousness and planning failure alone. The forces of change are also "forces of nature" - "divine forces", like nature herself. The dream "tornado", over and over again, turns out to be symbol of the dreamer's own personal relationship to the deepest unasked and unanswered psycho-spiritual questions is his/her life, and these issues always have transpersonal implications as well.

Of course, these inevitable, unconscious, archetypal associations echo back "out" of the dream world into our perception of the changes in the global weather patterns that are the other main inspiration for these dreams. No matter what we think and believe consciously, our nagging fear that these "earth changes" are a "punishment" is an inevitable reflection of our realization that we are misusing the divine gift of increasingly conscious self awareness. This "theological" belief creeps into the emotional tone and rhetoric of our debates over controlling ozone-depleting emissions, and the destruction of planetary bio-diversity in the service of short-term economic gain. We know, from the same deep, unconscious place that the dreams come from, that these global, political, economic, ecological issues are ultimately "spiritual" - that these issues both shape and reflect our deepest relationships with the most important meanings of our individual and collective lives, (a situation which our ancestors have always equated with our relationship to "God" and "the Divine"...)

When such tornado dreams are remembered, it means that the dreamers are, in fact, equal to the psycho-spiritual tasks of increasing self-awareness and self-acceptance that the unknown frightening future demands, whether they feel or believe they are equal to these tasks, or not. ALL dreams come in the service of health & wholeness, and that means that NO dream, (even the dream of the 'terrifying tornado"), ever comes to say: "Nyeah, nyeah, nyeah - you have these problems and you can't do anything about them...!"

To have and remember such a dream is an invitation to the individual dreamer to search even more deeply within for the creative energies that are given shape in the "dream tornado" itself, for this image is, at another important level, a spontaneous symbolic meditation on the divine, as-yet unknown, unconscious creative energy that resides within each evolving human psyche.The dream tornado is an indication of the as-yet-unused-and only-intuited power of our own human ability to grow and change and evolve - the creative ability to change both ourselves and our planet in the process of our development. As long as such dreams continue to be remembered, there is every reason to believe that we can and will grow beyond even these "earth shaking" problems that our incomplete sorcerer's apprenticeship in consciousness itself have created. At this level, the "dream tornadoes" are a manifestation of that archetypal creative energy bubbling up in the collective psyche, asking for morally responsible creative expression in waking life."



© Jeremy Taylor, 1997

Out in Oklahoma

I had a dream where The maternal part of my Family lived out in a house in the Midwest..



I was sleeping in a room, my Mother and Step-father had arrived in the house and I was waiting on them to awaken..they were in the bed. Later I came in and checked up on them, there was this pillow maybe thing hanging by step-father's face so he had difficulty breathing. I moved it so he could breathe better.



I waited so they would wake up. Meanwhile the weather outside was getting windy and rainy. My Sister were in the house, and so was my Maternal Grandmother and her sister "Cora". Oh yeah I remember earlier I dreamt of that Fellow at the Oaks Hotel, the Person everyone is trying hook me up with, anyway I manage to somehow get around him in the dream. Was I successful in avoiding him because I was residing elsewhere in the dream..so this bring me back to the house with all these females in it.



With my Mother and father then came my grandma, and great aunt Cora whom my sisters said helped make things easier for Gays ( my cousin Dwayne), but it seemed in my life now that Gays were pushing this reunion with the guy at the Oaks. SO I am antagonist toward them or they to me.



At this point I became alarmed about the weird weather, and was afraid of whirlwind or tornadoes. I looked out the window and saw funnel clouds and such. I was trying to warn my sisters who where watching T.V. They seems unconcerned about the impending danger.. I figured in the dream that if a tornado was approaching we would be warned through an alert message on T.V.



Nevertheless I was trying to escape on foot, a large but weak whirlwind dropped down yards away from us, I could see some large funnel shaped clouds in the far distance,where they heading my my direction.



Meanwhile I was at a place of a great crossroads. The juncture at which the states meet (like Oklahoma) with other states in a imaginary but real dividing line. Depending on which direction I go I could end up in Kansas or Wyoming or such. The buildings and streets take on the names of these dual, triple locations. Which direction should I go? How would I escape the Tornadoes? How could I alert my sister and maternal family of the dangers, then they could assist me. What should I do?

Blackbird Dream

What does a Blackbird mean in popular lore?

Blackbird:
"Blackbird awakens the mind with awareness as changes of perceptions are unfolding. He stirs psychic abilities and brings to consciousness latent healing gifts and creativity. Blackbird shows how to move with determination, focus and tenacity and how to use your power to its fullest potential. At this time there is a magic of the unseen worlds coming forth that is paired with the balance of grounding within the earth as you walk your path. Blackbird will guide in this new awakening. Blackbird teaches use of intuition that will aid in understanding Mother Nature and the connection to all things. Are you listening carefully to the seen and unseen worlds? Are you grounding and balancing your energy appropriately? Blackbird will teach much and bring new surprises when you least expect it. Pay attention and listen carefully." http://www.starstuffs.com/animal_totems/dictionary_of_birds.html

The website "Constellation of words" has alot of information about that symbolism of a "Crow" or "Blackbird". A crow is a zodiacal constellation here's alittle about it.

"Apollo gave a feast to Jupiter and requiring water sent the raven with a cup (Crater) to fetch some. On his way the raven noticed a fig tree, and, resting there until the figs became ripe, feasted himself upon them until, remembering his errand and fearing the anger of Apollo, he picked up a snake (Hydra) and on his return gave as an excuse that the hydra had prevented him from filling the cup by having kept the spring from flowing, this being the cause of the delay. The god was not deceived by the lie and ordained in punishment that the raven should never drink so long as figs were not ripe. Apollo placed the raven (Corvus), cup (Crater) and snake (Hydra) in the heavens as a memorial, where the Water-snake guards the water from the everlastingly thirsty Raven. Corvus now sits within sight of the Cup of water, but he can never drink."... from the website "A constellation of Words".

On the Couch

I decided to post this dream cause it was special in a couple of ways. First it occured in the morning of March 11, 2011. The Day of that catatrophic Earthquake/Tsunami and Nuclear accident in Japan. Second, the night of March 10,2011 I went to my Dojo for Judo practice..the connection to Japan in my personal life. Third, is the first dream I had in ages featuring a kind of sexy encounter with the opposite sex.

Basically I dream I had met this girl in some kind of lounge.I guess she reminded me of the R&B Artist Jennifer Hudson, a sort of Venusian figure.



I'm not good with women but in the dream she sure seemed to like me, we sat on a couch and she proceeded to get all cozy with me, getting comfortable with me. I woke up.

I tried to think of what might have brought this dream on. I am always berating myself as to why don't I have a girlfriend, whats the secret to getting alot of women..at nearly 50 years old this is something I'm am unfamiliar with. Maybe because I am unfamiliar with my own feelings.

Something unusual sort of occurred at the Dojo that night though. I almost got into a physical "real"fight with on of the students in the class. He's a short guy but really aggressive and strong. I just fought a tournament two weeks ago and was in good shape yet I was having problem handling that guy because my technique is almost none existent.

I blew my cool plus, there was another guy there who is extremely aggressive, like to choke. I was nursing a grudge , but I let it go, realizing the way I'm gonna be able to handle opponents to do that is by continuing to spar with them. I feel I am much stronger than that guy, but my stamina/technique isn't so good. I'm probably the oldest student in that class.

Anyway this dream it sort of answers my question about women, for men maybe its a internal thing , it how he relates to his internal woman, as to whether he will have an external woman. Maybe my feeling my feelings out alittle in class...I found some comfort, but I almost got clocked.

Sarah McClaclan at the Oakland Paramount

I'm putting this post on my Blog, its not a dream, but its the stuff of dreams. I don't go out much, and I spend alot of time alone,, so it a drag to go out somewhere at my age...alone.

When I found out Sarah mcClaclan was going to be at the Oakland Paramount, Wow ,its a can't miss. I missed so many other performers here, Jean-Luc-Ponty, played at the Yoshi's in Oakland ( though I ran into him personally outside before the concert), Joe Zawinul , in his new syndicate at Yoshi's, George Clinton and Funkadelic/Parliament (though I'm not a great fan), that 80's/90's band "Missing Persons", Hiroshima", The "Waters/Pink Floyd" reunion, Pat Methany.

I almost missed Sarah McClaclan, at the Oakland Paramount. I saw it as they were putting her name on the marquee, that was just about 3 weeks before the Concert.I found out that tickets were available at least a month before her name even hit the Marque. By the time I checked online for tickets, which were relatively inexpensive...they were sold out. Tickets were available everywhere else ,from "craigslists" to other vendors outside the city.

By the day of the Concert , I could not find any reasonably priced tickets and I didn't have a date, I was going to give up on this concert. I had a few false hopes on craigslist but the sellers didn't follow through.

The day of the concert was "Superbowl Sunday" out here in Oakland, and I was planning watch the game with my father that day, but when he stood me up I decided to go down to the show to see what the ticket situation was for the Sarah McClaclan show. Not wanting the day to be a total bummer cause I was scheduled to work that day and I didn't go.

I broke down and brought a $60.00 ticket from a scalper outside the show. I think the guy switched tickets on me, advertising a good seat in the middle of the theatre on the ground floor. When I got to the seat it was on the ground floor ...near the back of the theatre ..near the ushers. I'd need binoculars to see the performers clearly.

The stage and lighting is what you'd expect for a Sarah Mclaclan concert, lots of a velvety purple lighting and curtains with chandeliers. I was at this concert by myself. I couldn't imagine bringing another woman with me to a concert like that...I'd think I would have liked it hearing Sarah Mclaclan singing "Posse ion" in my ear. Only a guy would get off from that that or a "newborn". I don't think too many other women would get off by that.



The stage lighting was really good fading into colors like blue, purple, green and gold. the sound was good, as Sarah sang many songs from her new album, as well as some old ones like "Answer", Possession" and Angel. many I haven't heard before, so I was just dumbfounded as a guy hearing some of her stuff, the songwriting and the performance..is just wonderful McClanclan has a quite a gift..... Possession is just a terrific song, but so is stuff like Answer" or Angel.



It was real frustrating though not to be able to see her clearly, I spend $60.00, and I was going to see her damn it!. I finally got the nerve (all the sshers where practically sitting behind me) to move down the aisle during a performance in guise or taking pictures, but I really just wanted to see her better. Really she's attractive woman, big and tall also. They all look like goddesses or something on stage. She looked a bit blitzed on something,I know alot of performers need something to relax them during a performance.

Anyway I found a new home nearer the stage in the aisle during the performance, Sarah was signing something like ( I will not be afraid..) but it turned out it was near intermission, so they broke for a break after that. And I went back to my seat (a mistake?)

After that a lovely usher sat down next to me, as I was sitting alone. A nice gesture, at a lonely time, but she left when Sarah started singing "Possession".

Sarah Mclaclan also did alittle impromptu "Question and Answer" answering audience questions but it wasn't an impromptu type of thing. If I had a chance to think about it , a question I would have asked her would be about how and why she works such a grueling concert schedule. I mean I knew the next day Sarah is scheduled to play another concert in San Diego, then the next day Los Angeles, and the next...at least 10+ concerts back to back.

How can she do that, how does the other performers take that? Is it safe to be on the road so much, and what about her loving fans, does she remember us, the people she meets out in the audience ,the faces out there?

She and one of her other performers said, that they give to the "Save the poor African orphans" fund, but I wanted to say that there are alot of blacks out here that could benefit from her kindness....yeah! be the Answer.

The truth is with a schedule like hers its a wonder if she remember anything, about US, the fans in the audience, all that touring ,is she just trying to pay bills, pay taxes.. a college fund for her kids?

Sarah headlines with two other female performers in her Lilith Band. The two other ladies were great; one,the bass player I think had a lovely British accent. She sounded like Sade the R&B vocalist.



The other female played a mean lead guitar, and remarked that in her home town of Ontario, Canada it was so cold that if you spit on the ground it would bounce as it hit the ground.

I loved that drummer also ,he played a fucking mean tambourine, long live the tambourine ,I say.. My only other slight criticism of Ms. McClaclan concert, is that some of her songs , I felt could benefit from alittle "Steel Guitar". Some of her songs have a definite country feel ,and alitte "country twang" might not hurt though not alot. I wonder if she has tried that already?

All in all I'd say that Sarah McClaclan tour in Oakland,California was like a cold Northern wind blowing through the city, sure its cold.....and startles you but its a fresh wind. And that's what they were like. A fresh wind from Canada.

Arnold Schwarzenegger in my Living room

I remember a bit of a dream this morning , it seems Arnold Schwarzenegger



was visiting our family, and was doing some sort of "survey", in living room in the house that my relatives and other siblings used to stay.



I remember asking Arnold for an autographed picture, he asked me as he signed a autographed photo , " to whom to I make this to.."

Top ten signs your turning into a Zombie!

Gee, I was watching this TV show on Cable Television ,"The Walking Dead" a fictional story about how thw population of the planet become infested with Zombies, and how the few "normal" survivor , learn to survive...Well its a fictional story but it occured to me that some of those Zombies, could have the same kind of dreams as some live dreamers, including me.



Take this dream for example ( posted with permission)

"I had a dream a few weeks ago which was very odd. I was not me, and nobody in this dream I knew, I didnt recognize anyone. SO I was in the super market and standing on line when I saw a couple of my friends in the front of the line, they were being very immature and making fun on the man behind the counter. I told them that wasn't very nice and the next thing I knew one of the girls pulled out a gun and shot the guy behind the counter, then it was just me and the two other girls, and we all had guns and we were shooting at each other, I shot at one of the girls, but in my dream I consciously remember aiming to miss, she got shot in the arm or something then ran away, the girl who shot the man behind the counter took her gun and put it right up against my head and pulled the trigger and I felt the bullet go into my head and get lodged into my brain, and it HURT! Then I was not dead but in a coma, and then I was in my bed and I could see my parents, which Ive never seen before in real life, they were saying that they wanted to keep me alive, I went into a panic, in real life this is one of my biggest fears, being trapped inside my body!!! Then the scene changed and went to a cafeteria or something where those other two girls were, and nobody knew that were involved in the shooting.. then the narrators voice came over and zoomed in on the evil girl who shot me and The man behind the counter and said something like ' and she went crazy and killed herself' and you see this young vibrant girl turn old and decay right before your eyes. and the narrator also said something like, .. " and her mother was an alien' !! HAHA.. totally out of nowhere it was odd.

Then we go back to me in my bed and the narrator says 'and she fell through' which in my mind I think of the doors break on through to the other side. anyways at that moment I fell through my bed and the wall into the next room. I suddenly could walk and everything for the moment and I was in a hospital room, I was looking for a way to kill myself, cause I didnt want to live in a coma any longer.. I found a very very sharp butcher knife, I went to cut my wrists but I was afraid to do it, I knew it would hurt, but I knew I had no other choice.. so I started looking for something to take, some pills or something, then the doctors and nurses and my parents came in to get me, I was so made that I cut one of the nurses wrists with the knife, I brought the knife down so hard and so fast on her, it was very odd! She was ok though, didnt die or anything. Then I remember running through the halls of the hospital, and taking all these different elevators, there were hundreds and hundreds of them, all going in different directions and so many buttons!! But i was having fun running around.."

I think the worse thing than than murdering someone or causing the terror, is probably becoming part of the'"living dead" yourself, but how do you know you are becoming part of the "living dead"? Dreams might be a good way.

Supposing if any of these "zombies " woke up, became conscious and asked themselves..."What am I doing here?",or "Golly, I need a shower", then there might some hope.

What might a Zombie be thinking while stalking the living.....

"Well joe over there is busting in that supermarket and is attacking Mrs. Marston ( a clerk in the store ), since Joe is a acquiantance of mine, so I might as well join him.".

or another one might be...

"Gee, when will I wake up?"

Stay tuned for top ten signs that your are a Zombie. While watching these shows on TV like "Walking Dead" I was watching that show and wondering, well if your a Zombie , then whats the cure? what if you don't know your a zombie? Lets hope theres a cure.



Top Ten Signs your becoming a Zombie!

"10.Every Time You Speak it Comes Out as a Moan“ One of the classic symptoms of zombification is the loss of coherent speech. Go all the way back to Frankenstein's Monster. The vocal chords are delicate and can be among the first things to go. Try saying this phrase: The rain in Spain stays mainly on the plain. Everything come out okay? Good. If not, you are either a zombie or Eliza Doolittle.

Other Possible Explanation: You are currently engaged in sexual intercourse.

9.People Remark that You Smell Like Roadkill- First of all, if anyone has ever said this within earshot of you...damn. Secondly, I hate to tell you that this is another symptom. You see, dead things smell bad. That's just the way it is. Autolysis and putrefaction lead to the release of gases which are the main cause of that sickly sweet odor of death. Chances are good that you are in fact a reanimated corpse.

Other Possible Explanation: You have poor hygiene. Treatment: Bathe.

8.Passersby Compliment You on Your Sexy Shamble- It is a well-known fact (at least to Romero fans) that zombies have limited mobility. There is no blood flow to the muscles, what would you expect? Not to mention the fact that tendons and other soft tissues will be rotting away. Running zombies may be scarier to some but come on, does it really make sense? Let's be rational here. Hehe. If your walk can be categorized as a lurch or a stumble you could be in real trouble.

Other Possible Explanation: You are drunk.

7.You Have an Uncontrollable Urge to Go to the Mall- I don't know what it is about the mall, but it happens all the time. Is our need for consumerism so prevalent that it reaches beyond the limitations of death? Look at Dawn of the Dead (both versions) and even the video game Dead Rising. Apparently it is just an inevitability. Do you often feel yourself being pulled by the sway of Macy's or Hot Topic? Sounds like zombie time to me.

Other Possible Explanation: You are a teenager or just have nothing better to do.

6.Hunger is Your Only Motivation- Sure we all have the drive to eat in order to sustain our own lives. But if your hunger is all-consuming, if it just won't go away no matter what you eat, if you find yourself walking miles to track down something that smells yummy...you may be a goner. Once you have been infected, nothing else will matter. Your need to feed will prey on your mind like you will prey on your neighbors and you will never be sated.

Other Possible Explanation: You are stoned. (Note: This could also be the underlying cause for many of the signs. Do you also have the urge to watch cartoons and laugh at nothing? If so, you are fine)

5.Your Friends Keep Trying to Bean You on the Head- We all know the most effective way to dispatch the living dead is to kill the brain. A gunshot to the head, a bat to the noggin, a tire iron to the skull...these are all good. And your friends all know this too. If you find yourself having to constantly shield your grey matter from the onslaught of weapons, you may be a zombie.

Other Possible Explanation: You have lousy friends.

4.Your Rate of Decomposition Has Severely Increased- We know that the body begins its slow decline as soon as we are born. The flesh is only designed to sustain life for so long. This is why we age and why we begin to fall apart (figuratively) as we grow older. But if you are literally falling apart, this could be cause for concern. In the case of reanimation, there should also be the characteristic smell we discussed earlier. If you present with both of these symptoms, you are probably among the population of the undead.

Other Possible Explanation: You have leprosy which is generally characterized by skin lesions. Leprosy will not cause your limbs to fall off so if you start dropping body parts on the carpet, you should seek the attention of your local mortician.

3.You Were Pronounced Dead and People Ran Screaming When You Got Up- It is not uncommon, even in today's advanced society, for people to occasionally lose signs of life. Chances are good you could be revived by a team of medical experts or someone on hand to administer the likes of CPR. The usual response is gleeful gratitude expressed by those around you. But if you die and your awakening prompts a negative response, mainly one of fear or repulsion, then you have likely been zombified. If this is the case, I would be on the lookout for number 5 above. That is often the next logical reaction.

Other Possible Explanations: You are rich and your family was waiting for you to kick the bucket or you just aren't very well liked.

2.You Crave Human Flesh- Probably the number one symptom of zombiehood is the need to feed on the flesh of the living. There are various explanations of this phenomena depending upon which canon you follow. Some believe it lessens the pain of being dead. But no matter what you believe, you cannot deny that if this urge suddenly forms, the odds of you being a revenant are highly likely. I recommend you distance yourself from the public as quickly as possible. Most people are not fond of being gnawed on at random.

Other Possible Explanation: You are simply a cannibal. In either case, keep away from me.

1.You Have Been Bitten by a Zombie- This one is undeniable and there is little recourse unless you happen to boast a natural immunity but I wouldn't count on this being the case. If you have in fact been chewed by a member of the living dead, you can go ahead and plan your cremation. The typical funeral will only prolong the effects and cause you discomfort as you attempt to climb out of your grave. You will also probably attack those you love and that is not a pleasant thought for anyone.

Other Possible Explanation: I got nothing. You are screwed, my friend.

The Yogi

I had a brief bit of a dream were I was doing calisthenics in a high school like field ( West Moor). We were doing yoga like moves.



The instructor was like a Yogi..we were doing some kind of pose, but I was having difficulty as I was feeling to giddy...I was feeling good , and I couldn't get into the pose.




The Yogi instructor smiled at me.



The day previous I done some jogging (Aerobic exercise) which I hadn't done in a while.

Then the second part. I was in a high school like cafeteria, but it turned out to be a cafeteria in UC Berkeley.



I was talking to a girl there who was a protege of Dr. Peter Duesberg. I was going to set down with the girl, then Duesburg appeared behind me.. He looked younger, he was alittle perturbed at my appearance.



I have definitely aged in appearance since I last seen him. He seemed shocked, I was explaining to him that my aging probably had to do with "Type 2 Diabetes" , I 'm embarrassed about my aging.

Day of the Lepus...

I dreamt weeks ago (4-27-2010) just as I was waking up,,,

I had these two rabbits, normally I'm dreadfully allergic to rabbits, But these rabbits were big and fluffy and didn't bite.
I was trying to find them a home, has I couldn't keep them in my present location.



I took them out into a countryside, where I found a field, that I guess was owned by a farmer. The field had carrots and other root like veggies that rabbits would like.



I took one of the rabbits out of the bag and set it on the ground, it sniffed around got a carrot and absconded underneath a fence. Its new home ,I thought , The rabbit was very happy there I could tell. I later took the second one out, debated whether it was a good idea to set these rabbits there because I didn't know the farmer, and the rabbits might havoc his field. I could tell the other rabbit loved his potential new home.

Oh well I though....at least its my dream..

..The Oilmen

I thought I'd post this dream, because it seemed topical for events of the times in the U.S.A concerning the recent "Deepwater Horizon" Oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico.
A User in a forum I frequented posted a dream like this.

"Saw an awful dream last night. I think it's partly because I've eaten badly as in foods i wouldn't normally eat so much.

In the dream I was being raped 9 times by as many men covered in oil, it was really horrible
I've thought of the oil catastrophe yesterday alot, that's why the oil coming to the dream I think
I wanted to get these 9 men to stop by telling them I'll carry a child but they wouldn't listen...it seemed they wished I would almost.
I tried to make myself remain calm and channel all my emotions and thoughts elsewhere into loving thoughts while I was still being used. I somehow managed to do this and in the end I wanted to forgive them for doing it.
At that moment they stopped and disappeared, and the dream ended soon after that...
when they disappeared I had a feeling I was carrying a child though...... "

I replied later that we all have dreams like this at times but that mostly her dream seemed to be the way many other people are thinking and feeling about this Oil Spill.. Her dream seemed most graphic,nightmarish. Being raped is a pretty powerless kinda feeling.

When you have dreams like this ..what can you do about them? No one wants to be raped, We 'd like to save the planet, and help creatures who are unable to defend themselves, least we die also.

I was kinda stumped about these dreams what could it mean, what is the purpose of it. I posted..

"I suppose if you live in the areas affected by the oil spill , you may really be in the situation in ------ dream; being raped by oilmen. Many people have businesses that are dependant on the natural environment of the Gulf , now that has been greatly changed.

What are you to do? shall "The dreamer" concede to the rapist and have these oil men's baby? Shall she wait for a better transit of the or wait till is direct? Shall she take preventative measures so she doesn't have these guys children? Shall she take self-defensive classes, buy a gun?

I guess the point is sometimes you cannot prevent harm or evil coming to you sometimes, , but what do you do if when it comes? "

I posted that maybe the dream is talking about Karma among other things, in that; its maybe showing the result of an action, or actions not taken. Its harder to stop something, once the event was happen, hence the nightmarish quality of a dream.

But then the dreamer came up with this gem in another post, related to astrology;it was "The Black Moon Lilith" transit ... and its "Sabian Symbol"

The Post went;

"I Agree -------, it was fascinating to notice the transits of Black Moon Lilith?.

Natally I have in 29 Capricorn in my 5th house. It is ,
Looked up the Sabian Symbols for this degree:

(CAPRICORN 30°): A SECRET MEETING OF MEN RESPONSIBLE FOR EXECUTIVE DECISIONS IN WORLD AFFAIRS.
KEYNOTE: The power to assume responsibility for crucial choices arrived at after mature discussions with those who share this power.
We are all aware now of the work of secret committees in the White House and at all levels of the government. The student of esoteric philosophy believes in the existence of what has been called an "inner Government" which has the power to direct or guide the evolution of our planet and of mankind. Some people speak of "occult Hierarchy," or of the "White Lodge." Here again what is at stake is a "seeing through" the facts of telluric processes and human history — assuming that these facts are at least in part the outcome of the decisions of a supreme Council of quasi-divine Beings. Obviously the symbol can also refer to what occurs at the more ordinary level of business and politics. At any level, it refers to the highest form of social interaction.
This is the last symbol belonging to Scene Twenty and related to the zodiacal sign Capricorn. We see in it the culmination of social responsibility and a reference to EXECUTIVE POWER." Dane Rudyhar

I use Sabian Symbols in some of the astrological things I do on another Blog, "The Disgruntled Astrologer". So I was fascinated. In the dream work aspect of this oilmen dream, The dreamer found a astrological correlation, though the Sabian symbols have a positive and a negative interpretation for each zodiac degree.

Since the dream has a "Shadow" quality to it. A shadow in the Jungian idea is a repressed maybe even unconscious, but dynamic aspect of the personality, that is sometimes projected on others, because usually its an sometimes an unflattering aspect of ourselves, hence the shadow has negative qualities associated with it.

So how does the negative interpretation of the Sabian symbol (represented by the Black Moon Lilith) "30 Capricorn" read?

"The Caution: Excluding some. Exploiting people or situations. Elitism. Being controlled by those above. Decisions made behind closed doors. Dark rooms and huddled people talking. Concealing the truth from others. Cliques and committees. Suspicions of motives." 360 degrees of wisdom, Lynda Hill

Does that describe the dreamers "Shadow " in this dream, The repressed aspects of herself in the dream? It suggest that she tends to be like these people she hates in the dream (although she decides to have their baby), that is elitist, making terrible decisions affecting her life without her permission. The dreamer feels powerless to stop them.

I pointed out what an author on the subject of dreams, Jeremy Taylor, said about Dreams and Nightmares;

"In my experience, all dreams (and particularly nightmares) come in the service of health and wholeness. This means that no dream, no matter how distressing or menacing, ever came to anyone to say, "Nyah, nyah, you've got these problems and you can't do anything about them!" The very fact that a dream is remembered in the first place means that the dreamer actually has at his or her disposal all the courage, creativity, strength, and wisdom necessary to respond creatively and transformatively to even the worst "problem" that the dream presents. (If the dreamer were not in possession of all the energies required for positive, creative, transformative response, the dream would simply not be remembered.) This is true not only at the level of individual, psychospiritual health and wholeness, but at the level of world society, culture, and collective human struggle as well"...Jeremy Taylor.

So maybe the solution to the dreamers nightmare, is that maybe in dream or reality. The dreamer needs to go to these places where these "oilman" live. Try to visit the secret places, go to the meetings, Get politically involved, so she can have some input on the policies that these "Oilmen" make, maybe that way she can prevent further attempts on her livelihood figuratively and metaphorically.

In the dream, the dreamer made the decision to have the rapist's children since she was being repeated raped....and there was nothing she could do about it. The "lesser" possibility indicated in this dream is that she will meet someone of importance, maybe an "Oilman", someone who directs or creates policy that affects many others lives..and have his baby, thereby affecting policy on others lives in that way. Is that the way women do those things.

So astrology wise would ya think that the astrological "Black Moon-Lilith" might point to repressed aspects of the self, the "Shadow"? in Jungian psychology? Could you find the "Shadow" in an astrological chart? maybe that question remains to be asked in my astrology blog "The disgruntled astrologer"

The Hostess

Some time earlier.... I was overseas in Japan, There was a big group of us in this Japanese restaurant. It was like a Hawaiian Luau, only it was indoors.



I remember the Hostess who owned the restaurant in the dream, she was gracious, and so was her husband too, a couple.



The Restaurant featured this huge bowl of like Won ton soup, where everyone was supposed to drink from.



We had to drink it a special way, in these plate like bowls. I thought I figured out how to do this fix the plate to drink from the bowl, so I was one of the first to volunteer to drink from the bowl., as I said I thought the hostess was very gracious, I wondered if she was giving lessons in other .things..

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Saving Private Ryan; Journey to the The Antique Roadshow Pt 1.

I had this wonderful sort of dream this morning (3-25). Vivid

I met this old man, a veteran of some great war..like WWII, a white man I couldn't have known, who had some kind of World War II memento. The object , was like some kind of Ammo shell, somehow we derived that the object was worth some money so we went about going to a place where the old guy could redeem this War memento.



Only he couldn't get there himself, he was too old to drive, and losing his wits. I offered to take there, I seemed to know the way in the dream, it was ... over and round the railroad tracks, up and under a underground tunnel is some abandoned part of town. ( Like some war torn area in a computer game "Call of Duty".)



Well eventually we go to this place...it was all the way in Germany. It was some kind of War museum, , run by the Germans.... the Place is nice and big with black and white checkered floors of marble, stone everywhere. There's a guy sitting at a front desk. I bring out the object ..the old man is somewhere in tow..Maybe the old guy was German? It was a place where we could redeem the World War II memento.



The war memento looks like a sort of cannonball, with places to put my fingers in to carry it (Like a bowling ball). It was also like a rather large grenade or ammo shell. I had my fingers on the trigger, when I pulled them out I had released the trigger. I thought the bomb like device was going to explode.., the man at the desk looked surprised for the moment, but then said that the bomb wasn't going to go off , that it was somehow safe. Not that it didn't have any charge, but that it wasn't going to detonate.



But then this voice came out of the device, the voice was a male voice, speaking ..German? I don't know the German language (it sounded beautiful), but I guess it was something like it, maybe I heard something like German playing these war games. I guess the voice was there ..the war memento had a bit of modern technology. It was a way of greeting the enemy. Like during WW2 and many wars, soldiers would write greetings on bombs they were going to send (explode) on the enemy, this device have a electronic voice greeting, in German.



Note: I was watchng "Antique Roadshow" on PBS the night before this dream.

"Shhharkkkk!"

So I had a dream after a long disturbed sleep before finally waking up.

I am at a old fishing pier, I used to go to back in the day in San Francisco. The pier is a safe distance from the water. Only this time there where these huge "Great White" sharks swimming around below. The Sharks where rearing out of the water, like "Bruce" , the Great White in "Jaws". Indeed I could see their teeth, and jaws as they reared out of the water.



There were people down there and some where about to be munched on in the sharks mouth. I was in a position of safety, but there was a young girl in the shark's jaws ( my niece), I tried to reach down to grab her, but



I guess the shark closed its mouth with the girl inside..fortunately it didn't take my arm.

Later that morning I developed severe headache, which I took aspirin for.

Extreme Rendition?

I dreamt these guys,(one) were waiting outside my door. I decided it was the FBI, or some government agent outside, I decided to let him in.



It was this big "Owen Wilson" looking dude in a white suit. I became afraid when he pulled out this very mini shotgun, (small but with many barrels)



... and shot me in my right palm. End of dream.