Wednesday, Mar. 22, 2006 - 14:42

Dream # 1 - Tuesday March 14, 2006
I cannot recall the dream in its entirety. But what I do remember concerns seeing Simon being pulled out of a large body of water and onto a beach. He was dragged onto the sand by a number of people holding onto his arms.

As he was dragged ashore, it became evident that Simon had been attacked and mauled by something in the water, for his legs had been shorn off at a point just below the hip joints, leaving behind twin stumps of shredded flesh and exposed bone.

Simon seemed unnaturally calm as he was lifted from the water onto the shore… at which point, woke up…

Dream # 2 – Wednesday March 15, 2006
I was on an enormous space ship that was travelling through the farthest depths of the known Universe. Standing in front of a huge window that stood some 12 stories tall (and as wide), I was on a promenade. And from my vantage-point, I was able to look out across the fleet of ships, all identical in appearance.

The vehicles were pyramidical in shape. However, there were sections that had been ‘cut out’ on two opposing sides of each ship. And near these points were large spherical viewing windows that glowed a soft, purple-blue, like ever staring eyes. The ships had a majestic presence, glowing gently and serenely as they drifted through space, with small lights twinkling against the hull and large, backlit windows crossing the exterior of the hull at regular intervals.

I became aware that this Great Fleet comprised a race of peoples much older than Humanity; yet not unlike us in many ways, including appearance. They had lost their homeworld and solar system eons ago in some kind of cataclysm. Ever since, the survivors had been traversing the galaxy in search of a suitable home.

I recall that we came upon a grand expanse of space with a view of an enormous gaseous nebula known as The Great Tree. It was so large that it covered billions and billions of light years of space; an electric blue sketch set against the blackness of space, it did indeed closely resemble a tree – a complex network of roots attached to a thick, sturdy trunk that held up graceful, sweeping branches, lushly adorned with foliage that glittered and shone with the lights of countless distant stars…

I recall a potent sense of awe as I took in the beauty of this heavenly configuration… at which point, I woke up.

Dream # 3 – Friday March 17, 2006
I found myself sitting on a subway train. It was morning and the train was packed with commuters. I was casually flicking through a well known magazine, such as ‘Who’ or ‘Woman’s Weekly’. I turned the page and saw a two page photographic spread of my Mother, accompanied by an article appearing directly below.

The photo showed my Mother sitting and wearing a white bathrobe, a cigarette held between the fingers of her right hand. She was staring into the lens of the camera with wide, seemingly pained eyes. The backdrop of the picture gave the impression of placing her in the sunroom of some kind of institution, with potted ferns and other plants to be seen in the shot.

There was a leading caption in bold white type that read: ‘A Mother’s Story’. Beneath it were the lines: ‘A mother’s shocking expose on her son, author Jay Kerin’.

I was mortified to see the lengthy looking article and could only imagine what it contained; I was not terribly surprised that my Mother had used my ‘fame’ as a weapon to extract some kind of petty vengeance. And at that point, I woke up…

Dream # 4 – Sunday March 19, 2006
In the dream I was engaged in a torrid affair with actress Nicolette Sheridan (a.k.a. ‘Edie’ from Desperate Housewives). We had a very active and intense sex life, as I recall. But during the course of our relationship, Nicolette and I discovered that ‘someone’ was lacing my breakfast cereal with a deadly poison, in an attempt to slowly poison me to death. Before we could discover the culprit, I woke up…

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