Good lord! I can't get any sleep! |
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Good lord! I can't get any sleep! |
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I'm on a show like survivor, but it's with people who already know each other. How on earth am I supposed to form alliances when there are alliances already formed? When there are 10 people left, the show chooses the last 8, and I'm very upset because I'm never the one they want. I'm not interesting enough. Well, I'm too afraid to do something daring, because what if they send me home for it? |
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March 25, 2004 |
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"Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives."
William Dement
Adopted by Truthbearer
In m dream, my friend James and I decide to move in together for the last quarter of the year. I'm trying to sleep on my bed, but it's difficult because even though James isn't there, I don't like sleeping in the same room as a guy. I really want to have a lucid dream, in my dream, but cant fall asleep, so I just decide to go to class instead. |
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"Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives."
William Dement
Adopted by Truthbearer
My mom and her friend get sick after eating hot dogs and tater tots. My mom begins to make a huge sub for herself, claiming to feel better after being sick. She tells me I can use the car tomorrow, and I ask for what. I have to go back to high school, so I open up the black backpack I use in college and find my old green backpack I used in high school inside of the cavernous bag. |
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"Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives."
William Dement
Adopted by Truthbearer
Oh.... my.... gosh.... |
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"Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives."
William Dement
Adopted by Truthbearer
I'm with my sister on a long dirt road. It's windy, and in the distance a dust twister blows in a circle. |
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"Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives."
William Dement
Adopted by Truthbearer
I'm with my mother, Julia Roberts, at a charity dinner and awards show. I leave her to hang out with some other kids my age. Someone is showing off the new way that people in the army can visit their sick parents or anyone really using a new type of helicopter. It stops above a building, and whoever the person in the army is will come down and meet their loved ones in the white hallway. They have 2.5 minutes until they have to leave again. I was taken with the camera crew to help show off this new idea. |
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"Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives."
William Dement
Adopted by Truthbearer
This actually took place before the previous dream... |
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"Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives."
William Dement
Adopted by Truthbearer
It's time for the homecoming dance, and since it's so unseasonably hot outside, I decide to wear my bathing suit instead. It's a rich blue two piece, and the bottom is a little skirt. I go put it on and come back down to show it off to my date's family, who's waiting in the limo, but I forgot the skirt, so I'm basically just wearing a swimsuit. Not only that, but my legs aren't shaved from the knee up, and when I show my "outfit", my date's father immediately looks at my hairy legs. I get out of the limo; my date hasn't even gotten in yet, and say that I forgot my purse. I really wanted to just grab a razor, and the skirt to my bathing suit. |
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"Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives."
William Dement
Adopted by Truthbearer
I'm a robot, but I'm still human, with human feelings. My creator made me for a bad purpose: to blow up a building filled with people. Luckily, I found a family who was kind enough to take care of me and hide me from my maker and his son, Jason. I was terrified of them, because they would not only use me to kill other people, but they would kill me as well. I hid upstairs with a girl named Jessi while everyone was evacuating the building; I must have told someone that it was going to explode. |
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"Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives."
William Dement
Adopted by Truthbearer
My brother and I were walking through a graveyard at night, reading what was on the stones. We came to one that was blank, and when we looked closer, a voice came from the ground. "Will you help me?" It was very scary, but I kept my courage, and answered "Yes" She came up from the grave, and I thought she was going to kill us, but instead she told us how she died. "I was killed when I was 17," she explained. "My husband murdered me. Will you travel back to 1809 to save me?" We did |
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"Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives."
William Dement
Adopted by Truthbearer
April 18 (a little late) |
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"Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives."
William Dement
Adopted by Truthbearer
April 30 |
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"Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives."
William Dement
Adopted by Truthbearer
May 1st |
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"Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives."
William Dement
Adopted by Truthbearer
May 2nd |
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"Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives."
William Dement
Adopted by Truthbearer
May 3rd |
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"Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives."
William Dement
Adopted by Truthbearer
May 8th? |
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"Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives."
William Dement
Adopted by Truthbearer
Back to some Dream Journaling for the first time in a long while |
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"Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives."
William Dement
Adopted by Truthbearer
My junior year english teacher (my favorite teacher of all time) is my guardian. She and I live in Argentina in a small house, and something is calling me to America. I don't know if it's because i've been mistreated, or if I'm expected to do something I don't want to do, but I have an intense feeling of wanting to run away. I have a friend who feels the same way, and he comes to my house one night and tells me we're going to run away to America. He says we can walk there, and I become doubtful. America is too far away to walk, but he convinces me that it will only take a month. I pack my suitcase in the dead of night, and leave my teacher behind. We begin walking. It is a long journey, and my feet hurt like hell. Along the way we stop at a mansion, hoping that whoever lives there will give us food and water and rest. All of the servants seem to know me, and lead me into the house. I accidentally break a green glass vase, but they say it's okay. I step on some of the pieces frantically trying to pick them up. They say to stop it, i'll hurt myself. so I stop. We eat and leave. We finally arrive in Ohio, at the University of Cincinnati, which was our destination. Someone leads me through the labyrinth of stairs and pathways into the heart of campus. My real father is there, and he jumps to the top of the highest building and gives me a trumpet. Although, I don't play trumpet, my brother does. I am there for a long time, but have a sudden urge to leave. I can't remember how to get out. I go up these stairs, but they lead to the hospital, so i try to find my way out through the hospital but all the nurses point me back to where I came from. I'm back to the large staircase. There's a service road below me, but for some reason I didn't want to go that direction. I say that I want to go back home, so the scenery around me changes. I'm back to my guardian's house, although it's different as if years have passed. I find my teacher. She sees me, and begins to cry. She gives me a hug and tells me she didn't know where I had gone and that she missed me a lot. She thought I had died, but I had come back to her. |
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"Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives."
William Dement
Adopted by Truthbearer
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