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1950s

Dreams from 1950-59. Freudian still dominated popular thought on dreams, but the discovery of REM started to put dream research on a scientific basis; and Jack Kerouac made dreamwork cool in the growing counterculture.

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1950s



TRANSFUSION by a New York woman; 1950s? (over a 5-year span), three predictive dreams
I dreamt of the Du Pont lab where I'd work, then the hospital where my sister-in-law would need a transfusion, then my of neighbor's coffin...
BILL: by Anonymous #32; c. 1950, a predictive warning dream
My mother begged me to stay in. I went out with Bill--who raped me. Later she reluctantly told me what she'd dreamed...
CAUTION: DATE RAPE
WITH WILD AND TURQUOISE EYES: by Joan-lee Woehler Lasalle; c.1950, a dream-poem on a stubborn shadow
I slay the beautiful dragon attacking us, despite my regret. And then, as I sleep, glowing eyes advance on our keep AGAIN...
DUCK HUNT: by Craig, age 4; 1950/11/18, an ignored predictive nightmare
"I dreamed you were in the water, Daddy. There was tall grass all around, and you kept trying to come out of the water to me..."
TEN YEARS AFTER: by Anonymous #31; before 1951, a predictive dream.
I dreamed I drove through snow to my parents' home where my mother lay dead. Ten years later I made an identical journey--but this time for real.
DICK, HOW WONDERFUL: by Dick and his mother; during the Korean War (1951-54), shared telepathic hallucinations
As a man on shore patrol in Manila is attacked, he and his mother simultaneously see and hear each other...
BAYSHORE AND CHARTER: by a Redwood City man; July 1951, a lifesaving predictive urge
I burst into tears for no reason and for 15 minutes begged my brother-in-law not to go, then said "It's safe now..."
CAUTION: GRUESOME
CLAIRAGONY: by a Philadelphia woman, August 1951, a sympathetic heart attack with one crucial error in its ESP
I had a heart attack--but in minutes, it vanished! Then the phone rang. I knew at once my dying mother was gone. But...
POLYGAPO: by a Washington woman, fall 1951, a detailed unlikely predictive dream
I sat thinking "Now that boy will jump the fence"--and he did; "that boy will chase the dog"--and he did; "the girl will..."
PREEMIE; 1951/10/30 by an Oklahoma woman; a predictive dream
We were looking at our three-pound premature baby girl. Though tiny she was bright-eyed, active, perfect...
IN A STRANGE LIVINGROOM: by Jack Kerouac, late August 1952, an advisory dream.
June admired this forgotten philosopher Plipias or Snipias, who wrote 'Never go on strike against man'...
TREMENDOUS FAMILY SAGA: by Jack Kerouac, mid-September 1952, a tender violent dream.
I try to protect the kitten from being strangled and girl geniuses from the depth charges; ...
I GUESS IT WAS MY BIRTHDAY PARTY: by Jack Kerouac, early October 1952, an epic frustration dream with transcendent advice
My party's a slow boho disaster. Conversation, booze, pot, sex--nothing works out. What will my mom think? And then, working at the office, I get the Message...
THAT GORGEOUS BLONDE DANCING BARE-BREASTED: by Jack Kerouac, mid-October 1952, a sex-fantasy dream that shifts backstage
In Charlotte, North Carolina they want to lynch this magical blonde for dancing. I protest. As she leaves town, glamour off, she tells me...
THEN I REVISIT SELMA CALIFORNIA: by Jack Kerouac, late October 1952, a dream with an intruding predictive element
Strange wide brown houses are on the train tracks. I flirt with an oil heiress and dream of money till a knock wakes me--our train's moving out.
Later that day, as we pass through San Mateo, I see them on the rails, ready to roll--the first prefabricated ranch homes.
I WANTED TO STEAL A PINK WOOLEN SWEATER: by Jack Kerouac, early November? 1952, a class-envy dream.
I wanted to steal this pink woolen sweater. But I didn't need a sweater. What I really wanted to steal was middle-class security...
LOUSY DREAM: by Jack Kerouac, early Dec? 1952, a rage-filled nightmare
In America the woman has the Police State Telephone in one hand and My Child swathed in incredible bills in the other... Ah, Kafka, you never had it so good...
CAUTION: LANGUAGE, MISOGYNY
JOYOUS RIDE: by Janis Amatuzio, c. 1953; an ecstatic childhood dream of flight with a guardian angel
I was about three. A big, luminous figure said he was my guardian and would be with me always. He took me on a horseback ride through the sky...
SPIRAL LAUGHTER: by Alder; 1953, a child's feverdream
The world is a whirlpool, a black and white spiral pulling me down toward a black hole, and it's laughing...
RUNNING BIRD: by Alder; 1953, a kinetic nightmare with double selves.
I'm a flightless bird hopping down a line of marble columns rising from the sea, as they topple behind me...
FINALLY I'M AN OLD WHORE: by Jack Kerouac, Jan/Feb 1953, a burnout dream... or his fears for the future
Finally I've turned into an old whore... a silly Jack Kerouac whore with that same old tired old gasafaycagoo...
LIKE NOTRE DAME: by Jack Kerouac, early April? 1953, a bizarre dream
As the train pulled into the cathedral William Burroughs and I saw amid the pews the Hound of the Baskervilles transform into a great black bird and fly...
MA HAS GONE TO FRISCO: by Jack Kerouac, late June? 1953, a back-in-school dream ending in revelation.
I walk the corridors smiling, realizing for the first time that I don't have to go to high school---because I'm a great writer...
FRANKLIN'S NECK: by a dying Kansas grandmother; 1953/7/5, an unheeded warning nightmare
"Oh no" she moaned. "I don't want Frankie to go to that camp. He must not go there." She began to cry...
IRENE'S DREAM: parallel (linked?) dreams by "Irene May" and Jack Kerouac, c. Aug 9 1953
IRENE tries to mold Francesca like clay to bring her back to life, and does--for a moment...
JACK finds his brother Gerard dead, and all Jack's words can't revive him...
GIGANTIC SAND MOUNTAINS: by Jack Kerouac, early Sept. 1953, a dream of work vs seeking happiness
Perched on a huge sandpile by the train track, I wrote. Then met a narcissistic hipster chasing happiness and sex. But this globe's austere & full of hurt...
AT A BIG 'SWENSON' PARTY: by Jack Kerouac, mid-Sept? 1953, a nightmare on American emptiness
A lovely pecan pie, but the guests are cutting pieces, dropping them, hands trembling in growing hunger desperate the dark voracious guests fighting now to freeload...
CAUTION: NOT ABOUT PIE
THEY'RE HANGING THE POLITICAL TRAITOR: by Jack Kerouac, late Sept. 1953, a dream of his broken-spirited dad
They're hanging the political traitor in my closet. I stand horrified. The old man's resigned--no complaint. It's my father, I now realize...
WILDERNESS OF VIRGINIA: by Jack Kerouac, c. Oct. 1, 1953, a nightmare anticipating capitalist co-opting of the Beats
On the bus I feel horrified--how publishers will batten on the sufferings of junkey musicians---worth millions---unbearable...
CLOCKS STOP, CLOCKS START: by an Indiana family, 1953/10/3, and a Florida family, before 1961; similar psychokinesis accounts
Indiana: Father's favorite clock, a cuckoo clock, stopped at exactly the time he died...
Florida: an old clock (silent for years) started ticking loudly at 10:20, the time of my husband's death the day before...
BIG FLAMING AIRPLANES TRYING TO LAND: by Jack Kerouac, late Oct. 1953, a two-part surreal nightmare
Two DC-6s catch fire and burn over New York, and then I'm a naked child in a Babylonian Byzantine temple older than America, across the river in Bayonne...
IN WATSONVILLE CALIFORNIA: by Jack Kerouac, early Nov. 1953, a surreal dream warning about mooches
Flying green snakes swarm over Elkhorn Marsh. But my mom says "They're just cockroaches"---she's not fooled by my... friends?
VAGUELY IN A SICK DREAM: by Jack Kerouac, late Nov. 1953, a dream of cooperative sacrifice
Us guys take turns getting pounded by this fist of cloud or parachute that must never hit the world. It hammers my skull and retreats, we laugh and switch positions...
HEADLINES: by "Anonymous #21"; 1942/8/4, 1954/1/1, and 1958/8/16, a set of psychic newsflashes
All my life I've had sudden visions showing violent deaths accompanied by headlines naming the victims...
RAPA ITI: by Marc Liblin, 1954-1960s, recurring childhood dreams teaching him to speak an unknown language
Only at age 33 did Marc Liblin at last meet someone who spoke his dream language. He married her, and moved to Rapa Iti, the only place in the world it's spoken...
GABORS: by Jack Kerouac, late Jan. 1954, a dream of celebrity delusion
Starlets Zaza and Eva Gabor grow old shopping, smiling, covering their fears, until...
AIRPLANE DISASTERS: by Jack Kerouac, early Aug? 1954, a helpless-witness nightmare
An indestructible camera relentlessly shows me the feelings of passengers on crashing plane after crashing plane...
CAUTION: PAINFUL READING
I'M AT MY RAINY MORNING WORKDESK: by Jack Kerouac, late Aug? 1954, a lucid dream-prompt missed
I look down by the dock and see the Navy vessels anchored in the bay and the crowds of sailors walking on the water towards the land...
FOR THE FIRST TIME: by Jack Kerouac, Nov? 1954, a lucid dream of escaping a rut
I've climbed a cliff and cower on the brink; but for for the first time I need not fall or retrace my dangerous path down. I know I'm dreaming, and wake...
THE MIMI: by Robert Moss, 1955, a dream of another life
As a boy in Australia I briefly died on the operating table. I found myself living among the Mimi, spirits living in rocks. I grew up, grew old, died--and woke up nine years old again...
AT A CALIFORNIA CAMP: by Jack Kerouac, spring 1955, a nuclear testing nightmare
My family and I are prisoners in a camp that will be H-bombed so our remains can be studied. I write a Buddhist poem preparing for death...
CAUTION: GOVERNMENT ATROCITY THAT LATER TURNED OUT TO BE... KINDA REAL
NINA'S RING: by Nina's clown, 1955/4/20, a lifesaving intuition
While rehearsing our circus act I mentally saw Nina's ladder breaking loose. Next day, a supporting ring snapped. Being forewarned, I pulled hard...
HORSES OF THE AQUARIUS: by Wayan, 1956-8, poem on recurring childhood dreams.
In my earliest memory, I'm a wild horse near Shiprock who recurrently dreamed I was a human child. The two lives alternated for years, each a dream to the other...
MY DREAM NIGHTJOB: by Jack Kerouac, late 1956 or early '57, an outa-the-mouths-of-babes-revelation dream.
First I commute to my dreamjob on a four-story bus, then I my baby brother (who I wouldn't give any chocolate pudding) utters a new poem by William Blake...
I HAD A WHITE BANDAGE: by Jack Kerouac, July 1957, a dream of triumph despite adversity
Wounded, bandaged, chased by cops, I end up heading a huge children's parade, marching to Mongolia. No secret what it's about--On The Road was just published...
TO GET DOWN FROM OUR APARTMENT: by Jack Kerouac, around Halloween 1957, a possibly telepathic dream of fear
My mom had to climb a ladder down the side of the Empire State Building; I'm told she fell and died. I later learn she...
THE FLYING HORSES OF MIEN MO: by Jack Kerouac, Nov/Dec? 1957, a persistent numinous image
I'm in Mexico. The mountain of the gods looms over Coyacan. Around it, silhouetted on the rising moon, wheel griffinlike winged horses wearing capes...
I AM THREE: by Wayan; 1957-58, my three earliest dreams.
My first memory is of being a wild horse and waking up to find I was suddenly a human child...
WIRES: by Wayan; 1957-1963, a recurrent childhood nightmare resolved by drawing, Dec 1999
I was bodiless but trapped. All I could see were these moving wires. Whenever a knot drifted by...
CAUTION: MADNESS, TORMENT, TELEPATHY, SEXUAL REBELLION
THE DREAM: by Theodore Roethke; before 1958; a dream-poem? Or not?
A mysterious night-encounter with a shapeshifting spiritwoman as elusive as Roethke's poetry...
DEFENDING MYSELF BEFORE A JURY OF MEN: by Jack Kerouac, 1958?, a short transcendent advisory dream
I'm on trial. As I argue in my own defense, I float over the court! The jurors murmur "Why does he even bother protesting? He's beyond this world"...
FLOCK WISDOM: by Alder; 1958, a magic comic frustration dream
My eighth grade class is a flock of birds migrating south for the winter, but we don't migrate the easy way...
F.I.P: by Dr A (c.1947), a Cambridge man (1960?), a London girl (c.1916) and a Midlands mum (July 1958)
Examples of inexplicable moods that appear (after the fact) to be reactions to future events...
I ALSO DREAMED...: by Jack Kerouac, Summer 1958? an early dream of the world as a simulation.
I also dreamed the world was a mathematical abstract, like, by subtracting 740 from 1000 you got 260 which meant 'Egg' more or less, so if you wanted an egg you had the egg...
HEADLINES: by "Anonymous #21"; 1942/8/4, 1954/1/1, and 1958/8/16, a set of psychic newsflashes
All my life I've had sudden visions showing violent deaths accompanied by headlines naming the victims...
A DREAM SESTINA: by Donald Justice, late 1950s? A nightmare-poem.
"But what is wrong with my friends' faces? Why have they changed that way to wood?"
BLUE HOLES: Wayan; 1958 or early 59. Visionary sculpture by 4-year-old.
This was my first sculpture. I was around four. The rest of the preschool class made bunnies and snowmen. But I'd been peeking at Isamu Noguchi and Henry Moore in my mom's art books, so...
PAST PARTY, FUTURE HUSBAND: by a Georgia woman; before 1959, a psychic dream fusing precognitive and retrocognitive information
I dream a stranger's observing a lawn party at a house I've never seen. My beau recalls the party from three years ago, but not the man. Two years later...
TO THE SNAKE: by Denise Levertov; 1959?; a short dream-poem
I loved the feel of the green snake, and reassured my friends it wasn't poisonous, but really...
BOY BODY: by Wayan; recurring dream 1959-62, a comic on body image. Small screen, slow loading? illus. text version
A recurring childhood dream on how weird a boy-body is when you've been a girl too many lifetimes.
CAUTION: PUBLIC HUMILIATION, NUDE MONSTERS, SILLY GENITALIA
DEAD, ALIVE, DEAD: by a Minnesota teacher; well before 1960, a predictive... something.
Mrs Brown was dead; I recalled helping at her bedside. But my mother insisted she was alive, and that I'd never met her! Then...


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