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I am Called the Wrong Name on my School Bus

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Sunday, March 31 1974

        Morning of March 31, 1974. Sunday.        I am halfway between full lucidity and still trying to work out if it might be a real-life scenario that I am in as it is very vivid and I have a high degree of mental clarity. I am on my school bus going home (perhaps about two-thirds of the way home in considering landmarks), traveling north. I am seated at about the middle of the bus on the left side (in regards to facing the front of the bus), nearest t

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Wilderness, but not…

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Sunday, March 24 1974

        Morning of March 24, 1974. Sunday.        I and my classmates, including Steve W and Steve J (as well as female classmates including Ann L), are going "into the wilderness", apparently, as this is the overall idea and affirmation. We go in with an odd sort of floating leaping (or like a slow-motion leap). However, in actuality, we are just going into the library of my middle school in Florida. I am in pajamas but I do not really feel ou

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Books from the Ceiling...

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Saturday, March 23 1974

        Morning of March 23, 1974. Saturday.        I am either (originally implied to be) resting or "sleeping" within my dream, with my bed being fully in the southwest corner of my Cubitis bedroom, aligned along the south wall near the one jalousie window, though my head to the east, lying on my right side at first.        After a time, I hear someone say my name from above (but seemingly close to my head), the dream beco

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The Before and the After - A Quiet Little Trauma

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Friday, March 15 1974

        Night of March 15, 1974. Friday.        Flashback to real life. He was thirteen. I was thirteen. Walking from the southwest exit of the school I was surprised by his attack upon me, knocking my books from my arm but not touching me directly. "You're evil," he said, "How do you know so much about what's going to happen?" He seemed so angry and I had no clue what he was referring to other than the fact that certain class

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To sew or not to sew

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Tuesday, March 5 1974

        Morning of March 5, 1974. Tuesday.         There is not much cohesion or coherence here. It has something to do with being in Mr. F's class in fifth grade, though his class was not associated with sewing or any form of home economics (which other boys also took) as in sixth grade. It is at least four times bigger in area (very unrealistically so) than in reality. There is something about making towels or pillowcases (or both). I am the onl

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Far beyond the mundane..."Fishing in Eternity"

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Saturday, March 2 1974

        Morning of March 2, 1974. Saturday.         I step into the flow of hypnagogia (young teenage event, 1970s) and notice I am looking east but still in my room. Some sort of linked ideas of diatoms and Egyptian balances (scales) - reminding me of older dreams where diatoms fell like snowflakes, sometimes becoming beautiful kaleidoscopic patterns. There is a brief idea of marbles being stacked into a perfect four-sided pyramid (which later seems

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The Flying Snake

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Saturday, March 2 1974

        Night of March 2, 1974. Saturday.        I am in my room very late at night, and I see a shadowy form move through the sky over our front yard and land on a branch of one of the trees between our house and the neighbor's house. I am trying to work out if it is a hawk that has caught a snake or if it is actually a flying snake. It turns out to be a flying snake, but is somewhat awkward in its movements. It has larger wings that are bat-like. I m

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“Mother Earth” (humorously precognitive)

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Friday, March 1 1974

        Morning of March 1, 1974. Friday.        This amusingly precognitive dream involved a much smaller (but seemingly very deep) hole which classmates later pondered at school - the hole had not been there before nor prior to my dream relating to the same location. There unfolded, just as in my particular precognitive dream, plays on the idea of "Mother Earth" (thus the entry to the "womb" and a bad pun on "womb mates" and

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