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RAPA ITI: by Marc Liblin, 1954-1960s, recurring childhood dreams teaching him 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... |
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DEAD, ALIVE, DEAD: by a Minnesota teacher; well before 1960, a predictive... something. Mrs Brown was dead; I recalled helping at her bedside. My mother swore she was alive and I'd never met her! Then... |
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AS A HILLSBOROUGH CHILD: by Barbara Gordon Paine; c.1960, a poem on a child's ear for idioms As a Hillsborough child I never heard the crash of twentynine walled streets that fell with a force that moved us away... |
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BANANA CREAM PIE: by Anonymous #59, c.1960, a set of 6 experiment-protesting dreams An experiment to see if pie can substitute for REM seems to work at first, but after the third slice the subject grows less enthused. By slice six, he dreams he's forcing that pie down the experimenter... |
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CALVIN'S DREAM: by Calvin, c.1960?, a teen's sex dream on family & religious abuse I'm naked in a forest where the trees talk. They want my cock. A girl materializes, and we make love, but now the treefolk are our congregation, cheering us on. Only they call her my sister! She says "Yes. But I was never born. Dad beat Mom to abort me." She fades away, a ghost! I pick up a knife to protect Mom against Dad... CAUTION: PORNY SEX, SUDDEN GRIM END |
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DREAM OF A DREAM OF NIGHT: by Robert Watson; 1960s, a dream-poem The goddess of Night is in love with me, but I'm married, and tired, and just full of excuses... |
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IT IS THE ONLY WAY!: by Rick Veitch; c.1960; a child's career-predicting dream My bedroom window is choked with dirt. I dig up to the surface and find a man reading comics. He says 'It is the only way!'... |
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MURDERER: by Dusan Makavejev, c.1960, twin nightmares with peculiar joyful moods I'm given photos of what a murderer saw, but I recognize these scenes. I am the murderer! At least I've solved the case. I'm in a bare white room. On the wall, a long fuse sparks. I feel euphoric from ozone--it means I've had a fatal radiation dose... |
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PICK ME!: by William Dement's daughter, 1959 or '60, a not-yet-two-year-old's dream I went into her room one morning before she awoke and saw her eyes moving. Suddenly she said, "Pick me! Pick me!" I woke her and she immediately said, "Oh, Daddy, I was a flower." ... |
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SUNDAY, 4 A.M.: by Elizabeth Bishop; c. 1960, a sneaky dream poem Bishop is being driven mad by insomnia... until predawn birdsong wakes her, and she discovers she's been dreaming of insomnia... maybe. |
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TIME WITH A NIGHTHEAD: by Barbara Gordon Paine; c.1960, a nightmare-poem on overconfidence A toy's delivered, unasked. A jumping jack. It tries to eat me! I defeat it but then peer in the box to be sure... |
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BAT AND UMBRELLA: by David Small; c. 1960/3/1, a nightmare exposing deadly child neglect I'm an orphaned bat in an alley in a storm. I mistake a broken old umbrella's ribs & flaps for... my Mom! I unfold Mom, and discover... CAUTION: LIFE-THREATENING CHILD NEGLECT |
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ARE YOU READY?: by a Minnesota woman; pre-1961, two predictive dreamlets, one useful The elevator man in funereal black said in a sepuchral voice "Are you ready?" I decided I'd wait... |
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BEDBUGS: by Anonymous #29; pre-1961, a long-term predictive dream I dreamt my mother visited, which she never does. The house was full of bedbugs! Three months later... |
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BETTY STOPS BY: by a Kentucky woman pre-1961, a farewell visitation dream? I was moved that Betty came to see my two babies despite her illness, but shocked when her father told me... |
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BOOK OF GOLD: by a four-year-old; pre-1961, an apparent telepathic flash A woman urged her friend to give her daughter a musical education. Without hearing this, the child went hunting for... |
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BOY SCOUTS: by a Maryland woman; pre-1961, a predictive warning dream I dreamed my toddler son followed two Boy Scouts down to the creek, and drowned. That morning, on my curb, two... |
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CART WITH HUSBAND: by Mrs. T, pre-1961, a predictive nightmare A cart came by, drawn by a white horse, on its way to the hospital. In that cart was my husband.... CAUTION: ANGUISH, DEFEAT, PREDESTINATION |
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CHANDELIER: by a Washington mom, pre-1961, an absurd, lifesaving dream I dreamt that at 4:35 AM the chandelier over our baby's bed fell, crushing the baby to death. I woke and... |
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CLARENCE, GO THIS WAY: by a Michigan mom and son, pre-1961, a shared dream I dreamed I sat high in a pine tree when my son stumbled through the woods, clearly lost. So I called... Meanwhile my son, off at college, dreamed he was lost in a forest when he heard a voice above him call... |
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CLOCKS STOP, CLOCKS START: 1953/10/3 and pre-1961; two family reports of psychokinesis Indiana: Father's favorite clock, a cuckoo clock, stopped at exactly the time he died... Florida: an old clock silent for years started up at 10:20, the time of my husband's death the day before... |
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COMMUTE: by a Massachusetts woman, pre-1961, a recurrent telepathic prompt I pick up my husband at the train station daily, but he never calls--I just know when he arrives... |
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CRANE CRASH: by Anonymous #33; pre-1961, a predictive dream with a crucial hole The crane toppled and fell onto the riverbank. I saw the number, but not if the operator got free... |
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CRAZY EGG: by a Colorado convalescent; pre-1961, a small predictive dream dismissed as absurd or symbolic My grandma came in from gathering eggs and showed me one was triple-sized and very long... |
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CYCLONE REPAIR: by Anonymous #36; pre-1961, a forgotten warning dream Months ago, I dreamed of that exact wall--I fell and was hurt. So today I told my foreman I'd rather work on the ground. But by 11, I forgot. I climbed up to nail in some blocks... |
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DIPHTHERIA SPECK: by an Outback man; pre-1961, a diagnostic dream with a tight deadline I dreamed our physician said our son had diphtheria. When I woke, we found only a tiny white spot in his throat. But by the time the doctor arrived... |
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DIPSOMANIA: by Dick in L.A.; pre-1961, a suicide-preventing ghost/voice I couldn't find Mrs. B and feared she was suicidal. But I heard my late mother say "She's in that hotel..." |
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DON'T CRY, IT'S ONLY A DREAM: by a Massachusetts mom; pre-1961, a dream not predictive but telepathic! As soon as I gave birth I had a nightmare my brother would be in a serious auto crash. When I warned my mom... |
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THE DYE-HOUSE RECORDS: by a Christian secretary, pre-1961, a prayer-induced intuition Our archivist had had a stroke. When an engine failed, my boss said "Find its records if it takes two weeks!" Five minutes later... |
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EDDY DROPPED: by Frances's sister; pre-1961, a laughed-at warning dream My brother-in-law Eddy was out hunting with a boy whose shotgun had its safety off. Suddenly Eddy... CAUTION: VIOLENT, PREVENTABLE DEATH |
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GENDERBENT LUCID DREAMS: by JHM Whiteman, pre-1961, compared to Wayan, 1979/8/29 Celia Green, lucid dream expert, claims nearly all lucid dreamers keep their waking bodies, their self-image. But Whiteman & Wayan both have genderbent lucid dreams... |
GEODE: by Anonymous #30; pre-1961, a clairvoyant dream |
I dreamed of a valuable geode on a gravel bar in a nearby river, a place I'd never been. The next day I went... |
HOWARD ANY TIME NOW: by Alice; pre-1961, a predictive dream of a ghost calling. |
My dead father said "We're looking for Howard any time now. We'll be glad to see him..." |
I SEE'D THEY DID: by a Wisconsin 4-year-old; pre-1961, a waking vision (clairvoyant? telepathic?) |
He asked abruptly "Did Aunt Myrtle and Uncle Charles have a wreck with a train? I see'd they did..." |
ICE-TRAY: by Anonymous #28; pre-1961, a waking intuition so unlikely it suggests ESP |
I lost two rings. Searched hours; nothing. I hadn't touched the freezer all day, yet I peered into the icecubes... |
JIM'S POWDER: by Helen; pre-1961, a telepathic warning dream |
I dreamt I was begging Jim not to kill himself, but when I woke, I couldn't bring myself to call. I hardly knew him... CAUTION: GUILT OVER (PREVENTABLE?) DEATH |
LOST OPAL: by Anonymous #27; pre-1961, a clairvoyant or subliminal dream |
The opal fell out of my ring somewhere around town. I was heartbroken at the loss. But that night my husband dreamed... |
NAPPING IN PATERSON: by a Paterson mom; pre-1961, a lifesaving intuitive flash |
I was downtown when I knew I had to hurry home. I found it full of gas. As my husband napped, our two-year-old had turned on all the stove jets... |
NED'S KISS by Ned's mom and sister Ethel; pre-1961, cledonic dreams of a playful revenant |
I wished I could kiss my son farewell. That week, Ethel called. "I dreamed Ned kissed you, not me! I was hurt. He laughed like anything and kissed me too..." |
PARLOR GAME: by a bridge builder's wife; pre-1961, a party game interrupted by a real premonition |
I had fun playing fortuneteller, until David. My hands turned icy. I asked "Where are you going?" |
RUTHIE'S CALL: by Ruthie; pre-1961, a lifesaving intuitive compulsion |
It was way too late to call, but an irrational urge made me wake my friend up and pester her until... |
SEPTIC: by Steve (age 6), pre-1961, a recurring predictive nightmare |
For three weeks he wakened screaming in fright; he said he "fell in a hole." Then, one snowy day... |
6-MONTH TOMBSTONE, 17-YEAR CABINET: |
(by a California model, pre-1961, and by a Texas maid, 1945; two predictive dreams compared) Predictive dreams rarely hint how far they've peered ahead; they just place you in their foreseen future... |
STAY ON THE SIDEWALK: by a Utah boy, pre-1961, a flawed warning nightmare |
He said "Oh, Mom, I had a terrible dream. A car ran me down." I said we could not live by dreams or we live a life of horror... |
A STIRRING FAILURE: by Robert's wife, pre-1961, a precise predictive nightmare |
I dreamed a small plane crashed and burned, but also how the pilot might be saved. I asked my husband to direct the firetruck... |
TORNADO INSURANCE: by a car salesman's wife; pre-1961, a useful predictive dreamlet |
I dreamed a tornado loosened our showroom sign; it swung down to smash the window. I told my husband, and... |
TRANSPERSONAL PUPPIES by a dog breeder; pre-1961, a cledonic dream of a ghost |
The stranger seemed to know me. He said "Tell her about the little dogs, it will comfort her." Two weeks later... |
WALTER'S DIVE: by Walter's father; pre-1961, a predictive dream disastrously forgotten |
I dreamt my son Walter drowned in the creek by a certain tree. I woke in tears, and resolved... |
WE GO IN PEACE: by Florence; pre-1961, a telepathic dream-report of another's death experience |
My father-in-law looked me in the eye and said, 'Florence, the Lord is my shepherd and we go in peace'... |
YES, EMMA, ONE POUND ONIONS: by a Canadian girl; pre-1961, a distracting dream prediction |
I was in a small room with a single bare lightbulb and an old man at a desk writing. The phone rang. He answered--said, 'Yes, Emma, one pound onions, a dozen oranges." Two days later... |
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MERBOY: by Al Davison, 1961, a joyful dream remembered from infancy |
At around one year old, Al dreamed, while in hospital, that he was a merboy leaping from the sea, trying to figure out how to swim in the air, too... |
I'M NOT THE DIRECTOR!: by Federico Fellini; Oct. 1961, a dream pun on denying your lifework |
I'm the director of an airport. A mysterious Mongolian traveler lands. Let him in or not? I try to avoid the decision by lying--say "I'm not the director!"... |
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LBJ SHACKLED: by Lyndon Baines Johnson; c.1962, a nightmare foreseeing his presidency |
I started to get up from my chair, but I couldn't move. I looked down at my legs and saw they were manacled to the chair with a heavy chain... |
NIGHT FLIGHT: by Catherine as told to Wayan; c. 1962, a recurrent childhood flying dream. |
My friend Catherine dreamed she was a flying mare with golden hooves. But in real life, she lost them... |
VULTURE PEOPLE: by Jack Kerouac, 1962, a gross-out nightmare--and a warning? |
The vulture people are fucking in the city dump. I end up their guest, given putrid food in their cold stinking house of rancid grease. I'll become a vulture too... CAUTION: UGH! |
BOY BODY: by Wayan; recurring dream 1959-62, a comic on body image. Or 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 |
FLIGHT FROM A JAGUAR: by Davi Kopenawa, 1959-62, a child's recurring nightmare turns to flight |
A jaguar tracked me. I ran, but never escaped; it pounced on me and I woke crying. I tried climbing trees, but it climbed after me. The only escape was to jump from the highest branch, flapping desperately. And I flew... |
TREE, RIVER, BIRD, MOON: by Davi Kopenawa, 1959-62, a child's shamanic dreams |
I climbed a tree with a beautiful view, but climbing down I fell, and woke. I visited the people under the river. A beautiful ayocora bird danced for me. But so did the moon spirit, baring its fangs. Terrifying! |
BOY IN THE GATEWAY: by "Anonymous #18"; pre-1963, a small warning dream |
I was at school, walking through the gate to the playing fields, when a boy crashed into me... |
CHOCOLATE SPILL: by "Anonymous #8"; pre-1963, a nondream time-glitch of a few seconds |
The jug of chocolate sauce smashed on the floor, forming a dark pattern. Then the scene melted and, like a film loop, restarted. Horrified, I screamed "Don't touch it!" But the pitcher fell, the sauce made its predestined shape... |
DOUBLE DREAM: by "Anonymous #23 & 24"; pre-1963, two linked false-predictive dreams |
Mother & daughter both dream Mum runs over a little girl. Next morning she spots the girl in the road--warned, she swerves. But bystanders see no child... |
HIT OR MISS: by "Anonymous #20"; pre-1963, a successful warning dream |
I dreamt I hit & killed a small boy in the road. Weeks later in Manchester I swerved & just missed that boy... |
LURCH OF A BUS: by "Anonymous #16"; pre-1963, a successful warning dream |
I dreamed the bus lurched, cracking my skull. Next day, on the bus steps as in my dream, I braced myself, and... |
NOSER: by "Anonymous #13"; pre-1963, a predictive dream |
An orange tiger with wolf ears jumped on me. I was surprised but not scared, as if it were just a big dog. The next day, shopping, my daughter thrust an orange wolf-eared hand-puppet in my face, jaws open... |
PIRANDELLO'S BAT: by "Anonymous #22"; pre-1963, an absurd predictive dream |
I dream of a garden in Italy. Arches, roses. Then a bat flies in! Next day I open a book of Pirandello's plays, to find... |
SPARROWHAWK: by "Anonymous #14"; pre-1963, a tiny, precise predictive dream |
I dreamt a sparrowhawk perched on my shoulder. Next day a friend was given a stuffed sparrowhawk. He... |
33 EGGS: by "Anonymous #12"; pre-1963, a short, pointless, precise predictive dream |
I dreamt a farmer gave me 33 eggs in a bucket. On the stair, he handed me 3 more. I woke, told my family... |
TWO TANKS: by "Anonymous #19"; pre-1963, a small but precise psychic dream |
Two photographic developing tanks disappear. I assumed theft until I dreamt they were in a room I'd never seen, in locker FJA 39... |
UMBRELLA: by "Anonymous #"17; pre-1963, a helpful cryptomnesic/predictive dream |
My wife dreamt where to find her lost umbrella; the next day she did. But the finder said word for word what she had in the dream... |
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WIRES: by Wayan; 1957-1963, a recurrent childhood nightmare resolved by drawing, 1999/12/8 |
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 RUNES: by Denise Levertov; c.1963, an identity-bent oracular dream |
I'm a small child in Finland writing out the meaning of three ancient runes about trees, ships and elbow room. They seem to hold serious advice... |
TANGUY: by Wayan; 1963-4, childhood surrealist drawing. | No, not a guy with a tan. Yves Tanguy was a sailor who became a Surrealist. When I was nine or ten, his work inspired me to try my first landscape drawings... |
SAINT BRIDGET: by Jenny Badger Sultan; between 1963-68, a dream on adversity's uses. |
In a Scythian church, a painting says: "Little St Bridget was bound so hard that when they released her she flew"... |
1964
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QUAKE: by Robert Brust; 1964/3/24; a possibly predictive daydream or hypnogogic dream. |
Drowsing on the bus, I see great holes open in the pavement. Our bus falls in. We climb out to find devastation... I wake and get off the bus. A few days later, I see my nightmare on the news: that massive quake in Alaska... |
CHANGE MY GRIP: by Jack Nicklaus, 1964/6/24, a problem-solving dream |
My golf game has been way off; a 76 is starting to look good. But last Wednesday I dreamed I changed my grip--just a little. When I woke I tried it. Yesterday I shot a 68; today, 65... |
LUCKY STARR: by Wayan; summer 1964, a childhood cryptomnesic dream. |
I fell asleep reading a book I'd read years before. I finished it in my dreams. Every word in place. How? |
EATING SOIL SAMPLES: by Vladimir Nabokov, 1964/10/17, a possible predictive dream. |
In a museum, I absent-mindedly eat crumbly bricks I think are pastry; they really are rare soil-samples... Three days later, I see a TV show I thought was on children. Wrong; it's on soil samples--that turn into eatables... |
BREAKAWAY ISLAND: by Vladimir Nabokov; 1964/11/5, a travel-anxiety dream turned predictive |
Hurry to the station to catch the train--or is it a sky tram? a ship? a hill? an island? Climb its flank, but fissures open--it breaks up. I'm adrift. Next day, on TV... |
1965
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DREAM FLOWERS: by Kathleen Raine, between 1953 & '65; a dream florifying dreams |
I dreamt I was given verbena sprigs--from my mother, I'm told. But am I me, Persephone, or all the daughters given love by all the mothers? |
THE ELEMENTALS: by Kathleen Raine, between 1953 & '65; a shamanic dream of earth-spirits |
Giant presences; rock, hill and crag are aspects worn. Shape-shifters they are; each in as many forms as eyes behold... |
DESTRUCTION OF THE NIGHTMARE TOWERS: by Dustin Shuler; c.1955-1965, recurrent nightmare made performance art |
As a kid, when I had a fever I always had the same nightmare: a high brick or stone wall shaking apart, faster and faster. This scared me very much. Finally, in my teens, I... |
YESTERDAY: by Paul McCartney; c. March 1965, a dream-song. |
"I liked the melody a lot, but because I'd dreamed it, I couldn't believe I'd written it..." |
SATISFACTION: by Keith Richards, 1965/5/7, a famous dream song (and a well-prepared dreamer) |
I always kept a guitar and tape recorder by my bed. I wake up and see the tape's run to the very end. I ran it back to the start and there, in a sort of ghostly version, was... |
GROTTO OF BREASTS: by Gary Snyder, 1965/7/3, a bizarre High Sierra dream |
In Europe, I enter a cave-shrine. Rock walls with... breasts! I suck one. It gives milk. A plaque says... CAUTION: WEIRD |
A VISION: by Denise Levertov, 1965 or '66, a poem from hypnogogic vision? daydream? |
Two archangels meet; one red and gold winged, one blue and green. In heaven, form reveals worldview. Yet these two souls in dispute are great; rather than fight they appreciate... |
THE CRYPT: by Kathleen Raine, between 1965 & '71; a chthonic dream poem |
Holding a luminous crystal sword, I enter a crypt where a king lies--ill, not dead. An old woman wants to punish him, but as he stirs, I sheathe my sword... |
A DREAM OF ROSES: by Kathleen Raine, between 1965 & '71; a colorful warning dream |
I walked a vast rose garden, but all were Ophelia's yellow blooms of love forsaken; not one was the color of love's true flower... |
THE RIVER: by Kathleen Raine, between 1965 & '71; two mystical dream poems on dropping the ego |
I tossed the crystal decanter of my self into the river, and watched it float away... |
TOLD IN A DREAM: by Kathleen Raine, between 1965 & '71; a mystical dream poem |
A voice tells me I have 100 months to live. I vow it'll be enough to finish my work here... CAUTION: THAT VOICE WAS WRONG |
1966
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BLUE DROP: by Vladimir Nabokov; 1966/1/7, a dream-prose-poemlet |
The supreme mystery which we learn after death is that the cosmos with all its galaxies is a blue drop... CAUTION: HIPPIE DIPPIE |
IMPOSSIBLE SHIPS: by Wayan; winter 1966?, a child's lucid-prompting dream; & longterm prediction |
The fog parts. A huge ship's on San Francisco Bay. Impossible--half a mile long! I must be dreaming. But half a century later... |
U.F.O. P.O.V.: by Steve, recurring dreams, spring 1966 to 1971, as told by his friend Barry Windsor-Smith |
Night. A London suburb. A UFO big as a city block looms over us. It's seen all over South England. Yet we go blank-- forget! Though not quite--for years after, Steve has recurring dreams. When he tells me one, I recall the same event... CAUTION: INTENSE UFO EXPERIENCE |
BLONDE OR BRUNETTE?: by Mike Bickel; summer 1966, a recurring dream pointing out a choice |
I DREAM I'm helping my mom make a bed, but the light keeps going out. Each time, her hair changes color! NEXT DAY I tell my dream to a co-worker. He says it means a romantic dilemma I fear to look at. He's right... |
CALIBAN IN ENGLAND: by Theodore Weiss; 1966 or 67; a dream-play never written |
As I wrote a poem on Caliban, I dreamt I was him: taken to Shakespeare's England, shown as a freak, I must escape to save Miranda and Prospero from assassins... |
ABERFAN: by Eryl Mai Jones & others, 1966/10/20; premonitory dreams & waking flashes |
Some 200 Brits have dreams and premonitions of black landslides smothering children. After heavy rain, half a million tons of coal slag sweeps over two Welsh schools, killing... |
1967
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BESS: by Forrest Bess, 1946, '47, '57, '67 & '70; five hypnogogic dreams |
Bess painted images that look like abstract symbols but actually flashed in front of him when half asleep... |
COAL FACE: by Al Davison; 1967, a recurring dream of coal-eating, magic and justice |
In my home town there were tales of coal-eaters. I dreamed of a miner who transformed the mine-owner into a canary--at a price. He became coal himself... CAUTION: GRIM MINE, HARSH SACRIFICE |
FREUD WAS SOME WRONG ABOUT DREAMS, and THE AUTUMN BREEZE: by John Berryman; ca. 1967. |
After a year of intense dreamwork, Berryman rejects Freud and accepts open-ended dreaming, and writes Dream Songs... CAUTION: SIXTIES STONER REBELLING AGAINST SPELLING... and grammar... and punctuation... |
IN MY DARKEST HOUR: by Arlo Guthrie; 1967, a song heard in a dream. |
A man in a castle plots against his enemies, while his rebel-daughter meets her lover outside... |
RING OF STARS: by Gayle Delaney, c.1967, a transcendent lucid dream |
I knew the universe worked perfectly. Its existence was joyous, and I was part of it. This was imageless insight, but to aid recall, I summoned images; I depicted the universe by a flowing circle of stars. And I was one... |
1968
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DRY HUMPING ON STAGE: by Marilyn Stablein; 1968, a dream while visiting Nepal... for six years |
I'm chosen to demonstrate crazy sex positions with a Tibetan lama on stage in front of a crowd... CAUTION: GOOFY SEX |
FAMINE: by Marilyn Stablein; 1968, a dream while visiting Nepal... for six years |
Famine in the monastery. We add weather charts, leather laces and walking sticks to the menu. Even the ghosts are hungry... |
FLYING CARPET: by Marilyn Stablein; 1968, a dream while visiting Nepal... for six years |
In Kathmandu, I'm given a flying carpet--but it skims along only a few feet up, and ambles slower than I can walk... |
THE MIX-UP: by Marilyn Stablein; 1968, an early comic dream of human-induced climate change |
Tibetan prayers for good weather are answered too well. Heat wave! Tourists fly in, but planes can't land-- melting glaciers flood the airstrips. So tourists eager to sunbathe in Tibet strap on parachutes, prepare to jump... |
MOLY: by Thom Gunn, c.1968, a nightmare poem. |
She turned me to a pig. I rooted hungrily, not for food but for moly, the sacred herb that could undo her spell... CAUTION: TRAPPED IN PORCINITY |
RELIEF CARAVAN: by Marilyn Stablein; 1968, a dream while visiting Nepal... for six years |
Famine. Our Tibetan monastery's prayers are answered. A caravan of yaks comes over the pass, bearing... |
SEE-THROUGH BAGS: by Marilyn Stablein; 1968, a dream while visiting Nepal... for six years |
I give plastic sandwich bags to people in Tibet. They go wild for them. Shortage! An air shipment from Delhi breaks open; Tibetans with butterfly nets... |
WATER BOOKS: by Marilyn Stablein; 1968, a dream while visiting Nepal... for six years |
In a Tibetan monastery on an ancient lakebed, I swim through a vast sunken library. Books open like sea anemones, letters float to the surface like kelp... |
LBJ OR WOODROW?: by Lyndon Baines Johnson; July-Sept 1955 and Feb-Mar 1968, recurring paralysis dreams |
From the neck up I was me; from the neck down, Woodrow Wilson in his old age, paralyzed. My presidential aides divided up my duties, and ignored me... |
LBJ'S RIVER NIGHTMARE: by Lyndon Baines Johnson; Feb-Mar 1968, a nightmare on political paralysis |
I was trapped in a river, trying to swim to shore. But I was in a powerful eddy. No matter which way I swam... |
THE STONE BRIDGE: by JL; 1968, as told to Georges Perec; a surreal, haiku-ish dreamlet. Dream #39 |
A stone bridge, at the crossing of a road and a river. A signal sign indicates the name of the place: (YOU)... |
THEY FEED THEY LION: by Philip Levine; summer 1968; a poem from two dreams |
A workmate said "They feed they lion"; two dreams later, the poem emerged as you see it... CAUTION: POLITICAL RAGE, SURREALISM |
ILLUSION: by Georges Perec; December 1968, a prose-poem of a nested false-waking dream. Dream #4 | I am dreaming. She's beside me. I tell myself I'm dreaming. I wake. She really is beside me. Delirious joy. I embrace her. I wake... |
GOD DRESSED YE, MARE: by Wayan; Christmas carol misheard 1968/12/25, dreamt I sang 1984/9/16, & drew 2008/6/28. |
At 15 I misheard God Rest Ye, Merry Gentlemen and liked my version better. "Lit muffin, rude Esmé"... |
1969
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FAREWELL: by Georges Perec; January 1969, a dream prose-poem of loss foreseen. Dream #6 |
Dream of a breakup I see coming but can't prevent, and the devastation it works on my lover... |
CINCINNATI HUNCH: by Anonymous #56, 1969/9/8, predictive hunch & clairvoyant dream |
My husband had to go to Cleveland. I FOUGHT to keep him from flying out of Cincinnati; he took a night train. I dreamt I was flying, falling, and woke feeling the house shake. Later that day, my sister called to tell me... CAUTION: DID SHE SAVE HIS LIFE? WIKIPEDIA CASTS DOUBT. |
FIRST DREAMFLIGHT: by Wayan; 1969/11/11, two dream-results from my first dreamwork experiment. |
I never flew in my dreams. I felt cheated. So one day I set out to CREATE dream-flight... |
PAUL PULLS THE TRIGGER: by Paul Sharits, 1969/12/16, a dream of a replayed, amplified suicide |
I see myself shoot myself. Director-me decides this isn't dramatic enough to wow audience-me, so actor-me tries again, firing half a dozen times! Maybe suicidal imagery is how I realize no-self... CAUTION: SEVEN BULLETS IN THE HEAD |
BOTTLECAPS: by Anonymous #54; late June 1968,69,70? a surreal psychic dreamlet |
Reaching into her coat pockets, my sister pulls out fistfuls of bottlecaps. Silly dream! Then my sister visits. Reaching into her coat pockets... |
CLAYMATES: by Wayan, 1968-70, three mythological claymation figures. |
By my teens I knew I wasn't human. So I sculpted, animated, loved and worshiped effigies of furs... |
FIGHTING MY FATHER: by Paul Tholey, c.1969-72, as told to Patricia Garfield, recurrent nightmares solved by negotiation |
After my father died he attacked me in recurring nightmares. I fought and beat him, but he always came back. When he showed up as a tiger, I negotiated, agreeing to make some changes. He's left me in peace ever since. |
ALICE'S LETTERS: by "Alice"; late 1960s?, a dream of spiritual advice |
I mail some letters that will solve everyone's problems, but a man argues we need problems... |
CANCER: by William Dement, c.1969, a health-warning nightmare |
A few years ago I smoked two packs of cigarettes a day, though I knew they were carcinogenic. I dreamed I had terminal cancer; my denial of the evidence had killed me. I woke, and quit... |
MOON AND FIRE RISING: by Jenny Badger Sultan; dreamed c.1994/3/10 (+ earlier dream images, one from 1969) |
A dragon-woman showed me a cache of art. When I painted her face I recalled seeing it in a dream decades ago in a mirror... CAUTION: DRAGON BREASTS |
CRUCIFERS: by Greg Hildebrandt; recurring nightmares 1969-71, painted 1971 |
After breaking with the Catholic Church, Greg had recurrent nightmares about its history of atrocities and cover-ups. Out of this came a series of paintings unlike his famous book covers. This was the first... CAUTION: MURDEROUS MOB |
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