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Kite Against Ceiling

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Thursday, January 26 2017

        Morning of January 26, 2017. Thursday.        I am without present life status memory and in the Cubitis living room, although I do not recognize it directly as having been my family home (and there is no sense of being imposed upon regardless of the unknown group of people in the house). There are a number of unknown individuals more on the east side of the room, most in Native American tribal dress and regalia. I am closer to the center of the ro

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The Art of "Ugh"

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Sunday, June 16 2013

        Morning of June 16, 2013. Sunday.        I had a shorter intimate dream with the setting once again being in Cubitis, the one area near the hallway being fairly close as to how it really was. Zsuzsanna and I are wrapped in blankets on the otherwise hard tiled floor but we are still enjoying ourselves.        In my last dream of this date, I am back on King Street in the L-shaped smaller apartment in the back. I have several pa

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A Fun Ride, Living Totem Pole

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Thursday, March 21 2013

        Morning of March 21, 2013. Thursday.        A Fun Ride        So here I am on the back of a white 1948 Ford F1 pickup truck. Well, except that I am not actually in the back, but standing carefully, toes to heel, on a longer 2x4 board that is one of many arranged in a somewhat sloppy way, with the gate down, and a few of which stick out to at least four feet from the back (they are underneath, so the weight from the top boards ar

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Healing DeForest Kelley’s Fictional Daughter

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Thursday, September 26 1996

        Morning of September 26, 1996. Thursday.        My dream (one of nine of this date as is fairly common) was very vivid and colored my mood for the day in a very positive way. DeForest Kelley has a (fictional) daughter probably in her late teens. She is apparently in some sort of televised variety show but gets hurt in a hang glider crash shortly after the show starts. Three Caucasian doctors (young males) come to her aid but act very strangely and

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What Remains of "Civilization"?

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Sunday, April 4 1993

        Morning of April 4, 1993. Sunday.        I am in a large city, but am not sure of the location. It may be Boston, as that is the first thing that comes to mind based on the "Zoom" television show memory (some of the entire scripts of which I still fully remember - annoyingly enough - including the closing musical message that gives the address). There is also the War song (an old favorite) "Four Cornered Room".    &n

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Strong Wind and Tall Fire (a tribal couple)

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Thursday, April 9 1987

        Morning of April 9, 1987. Thursday.        I have apparently climbed a long steep path up to an isolated castle. A newly married couple now lives in the castle. They are a younger Native American couple seemingly with traditional values and beliefs (even though they otherwise live in the castle). I know that their names are Strong Wind and Tall Fire. I am not sure, though, who is who. Logically, the man may be Tall Fire but I am not certain. Not

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Snakes in Turtles

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Saturday, June 1 1974

        Morning of June 1, 1974. Saturday.        In this dream, I am solely an acknowledged member of an older, more traditional tribe of Native Americans (Shawnee). We have apparently found a few turtles of a special new species in the area of our side yard just north of our carport, but they eventually are (or had transformed into) a group of snakes that have apparently crawled into the remains of turtles and possibly though incidentally cause some peop

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"Don't move..."

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Saturday, September 2 1972

        Morning of September 2, 1972. Saturday.         A full-blooded Native American man in tribal dress, seeming like a chief but mostly only in a loincloth below the waist, leaps out at me as I fall to the ground at the same time. (It seems to be in an unknown forest.) He is squatting in front of me, leaning slightly forward. He says very slowly and seriously, "Don't move or I'll stick you with this pin." The pin is standing up v

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