Writings from a Neo Nazi Skin Head

Date of dream: Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:
Lucid Intent? No    

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In this dream everything seemed to happen after the fact. I was about to fill in a review on an 8.5x5.5
peice of blue card stock paper how I rated my student's writing assignment. Apparently my student was
a prisoner, a neo-nazi skin head. So I was about to write some notes about how interesting his writings
where then I casually glance over at a place where it asked me to describe "personal poetry" I thought
to myself, *he didn't write any poetry* then I realized, *hey, what the hell did he write?* Slowly I
began to feel panicy as I realized I didn't remember reading anything at all, and wondered how that
could have happened. I knew I had been there with the guy, what did I talk to him about writing? I was
then about to comment on the card that he "needed more opportunities to express himself". I was
totally bewildered again, as I still couldn't remember anything he wrote. I wondered if I could reach a
supervisior and ask to see all the student's work again because I had somehow stupidly forgotten
everything he wrote. I was really nervous about this, wondering how I was going to be seen after
forgetting an entire lesson.

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Just for the record, I would never never never in a million zillion years ever try teaching anyone in prison anything. In this dream I remembered being in the cell, and I have a vauge impression of the man in the prison, but his face is blurry to me now. I couldn't even tell you if he was taller than me or not. I've never taught anyone anything, and I don't feel I would qualified to teach anyone how to write. What's more I doubt I would want to read anything written by a nazi. The whole dream is very peculiar.

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    Terrible Mother

    Date of dream: Monday, November 07, 2005

    Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:

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    In this dream start off as an observer. The story seems to be something like this. A mother and her grown daughter are in a house, it's the mother's house. While in the kitchen the mother comes across a utinsil or something that when the daughter was very young got broken. Back then it made the mother very angry, and she punished the girl, and for some reason or another this made me angry all over again. The poor daughter is viciously attacked by her crazy mom. I feel horrified and try to find a way to do something about this, as it's just crazy. For some reason my idea of doing something requires me to leave the area and look around. It was like I was floating. I pass through one room that is full of furniture in storage, then another room that is mostly empty, but I notice the walls are only half painted, and you can see the wood grain in many places, and there were also hand-written notes in pencil all over the walls, in some places were notes on lined paper taped to the walls. I tried to read some of these messages. Although I can't remember what they said, they seemed to be short quotes, sayings, and ancedotes. They seem arcane to me. I want to stay are read, but I must do something about the crazy mom attack. Somewhere along the lines I manage to make myself corporal and turn myself into a scary monster, with brown fur and very long sharp claws. All I mean to do it scare the mom so she will stop beating up her daughter. I forget if it works, I can't remember getting back to the scene of the attack, but I did see myself in the mirror as the moster. I sort of resembled one of the puffy needle-toothed creatures form "Critters" a really cheesy horror flick.
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