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I seem to be the only one capable of fully whistling all thirty-two bars of the song over and over again without ever getting
tired, I can see that the expedition has benefited from such happy, high-spirited, musical accompaniment.
Really, there’s not much more I have to say! Things are going great and I’m having a great time and morale between Lewis and
myself couldn’t possibly be any better!
I’ll respond to questions whenever possible! Just be sure to e-mail all your questions to me. Meriwether really doesn’t have the time to deal with that. So, just be sure to send them to me.
From: http://www.freud-blog.com
Subject: Self-Analysis, Dream Evaluation #33
A curious dream awoke me this morning—one filled with images of death and destruction.
With my subconscious at the helm, the dream presented me with an image of myself as a child, standing atop a large cliff and
looking down at the unforgiving waters of the ocean. There I stood for some time. Staring out as the wind whipped violently
against my face. I was holding hands with someone, whose face was obscured by the blurred vision—most likely the result of
my subconscious not wanting to reveal who, as a child, I desired to be with in life and singularly in death.
Then, without warning, the body of my younger self went limp, letting go of the safe hand and falling and twisting out of
control to the murky waters below. Upon hitting the waters, however, I did not awaken as most would expect. Instead, a vision
of a dark underwater area became clear to me as a variety of faceless other children came into focus.
I awoke with a start upon seeing such faceless children, and can only imagine that these were the children of my youth that
I have forgotten—my subconscious trying to communicate with my conscious mind that my memory continues to erase images and
faces at an alarming pace.
Posted by S. Freud at 4:11 AM | Permalink | Comments (9)
COMMENTS
Maybe you’re afraid of death and destruction.
Posted by: Anonymous | 4:15 AM
Maybe you didn’t notice the fact that I didn’t ask for observations or interpretations?
Posted by: S. Freud | 4:28 AM
Dreams about falling mean that you’re afraid of taking some kind of big step or making some big decision. Maybe you’re afraid
of something? Afraid that you can’t accomplish certain goals in life?
Posted by: Bernard | 7:01 AM
Perhaps you are a scared little bunny rabbit inside that body of yours, afraid that YOU will never live up to your own goals
and the only way in which you can make yourself feel more confident is to redirect your energy into convincing others that
they, themselves, are not reaching their goals. I say you do not know what you are talking about and should go spend more
time with your mother, if you get my gist.
Posted by: S. Freud | 8:21 AM
Can you hold your breath underwater? ’Cause maybe if you can’t that’s what your dream is telling you, that you’re afraid of
having to hold your breath underwater. I think that’s got to be it, I’m sure of it.
Posted by: Julianne F. | 9:23 AM
This dream is not about holding one’s breath underwater. Come back to this blog when you actually have real-world knowledge
to contribute!
Posted by: S. Freud | 9:41 AM
I heard that if you dream of faceless children you may be allergic to beets.
Posted by: Gil | 10:01 AM
Please, no more inane comments or observations.
Posted by: S. Freud | 10:21 AM
You have a lot of anger issues, don’t you?
Posted by: JD | 11:49 AM
**COMMENTS CLOSED**
From: http://www.nostradamus.com/~blog/
Subject: Predictions, About Tomorrow’s Blog Entry
Herein, I present to all of you (those who I expected would be here and who I predicted yesterday would arrive today) my predictions
for tomorrow’s blog posting in typical quatrains, or four-line poetic fashion.
Hundreds of words, flock to the page.
Invisible at first, then plain to the eye.
Sections, paragraphs and
I seem to be the only one capable of fully whistling all thirty-two bars of the song over and over again without ever getting
tired, I can see that the expedition has benefited from such happy, high-spirited, musical accompaniment.
Really, there’s not much more I have to say! Things are going great and I’m having a great time and morale between Lewis and
myself couldn’t possibly be any better!
I’ll respond to questions whenever possible! Just be sure to e-mail all your questions to me. Meriwether really doesn’t have the time to deal with that. So, just be sure to send them to me.
From: http://www.freud-blog.com
Subject: Self-Analysis, Dream Evaluation #33
A curious dream awoke me this morning—one filled with images of death and destruction.
With my subconscious at the helm, the dream presented me with an image of myself as a child, standing atop a large cliff and
looking down at the unforgiving waters of the ocean. There I stood for some time. Staring out as the wind whipped violently
against my face. I was holding hands with someone, whose face was obscured by the blurred vision—most likely the result of
my subconscious not wanting to reveal who, as a child, I desired to be with in life and singularly in death.
Then, without warning, the body of my younger self went limp, letting go of the safe hand and falling and twisting out of
control to the murky waters below. Upon hitting the waters, however, I did not awaken as most would expect. Instead, a vision
of a dark underwater area became clear to me as a variety of faceless other children came into focus.
I awoke with a start upon seeing such faceless children, and can only imagine that these were the children of my youth that
I have forgotten—my subconscious trying to communicate with my conscious mind that my memory continues to erase images and
faces at an alarming pace.
Posted by S. Freud at 4:11 AM | Permalink | Comments (9)
COMMENTS
Maybe you’re afraid of death and destruction.
Posted by: Anonymous | 4:15 AM
Maybe you didn’t notice the fact that I didn’t ask for observations or interpretations?
Posted by: S. Freud | 4:28 AM
Dreams about falling mean that you’re afraid of taking some kind of big step or making some big decision. Maybe you’re afraid
of something? Afraid that you can’t accomplish certain goals in life?
Posted by: Bernard | 7:01 AM
Perhaps you are a scared little bunny rabbit inside that body of yours, afraid that YOU will never live up to your own goals
and the only way in which you can make yourself feel more confident is to redirect your energy into convincing others that
they, themselves, are not reaching their goals. I say you do not know what you are talking about and should go spend more
time with your mother, if you get my gist.
Posted by: S. Freud | 8:21 AM
Can you hold your breath underwater? ’Cause maybe if you can’t that’s what your dream is telling you, that you’re afraid of
having to hold your breath underwater. I think that’s got to be it, I’m sure of it.
Posted by: Julianne F. | 9:23 AM
This dream is not about holding one’s breath underwater. Come back to this blog when you actually have real-world knowledge
to contribute!
Posted by: S. Freud | 9:41 AM
I heard that if you dream of faceless children you may be allergic to beets.
Posted by: Gil | 10:01 AM
Please, no more inane comments or observations.
Posted by: S. Freud | 10:21 AM
You have a lot of anger issues, don’t you?
Posted by: JD | 11:49 AM
**COMMENTS CLOSED**
From: http://www.nostradamus.com/~blog/
Subject: Predictions, About Tomorrow’s Blog Entry
Herein, I present to all of you (those who I expected would be here and who I predicted yesterday would arrive today) my predictions
for tomorrow’s blog posting in typical quatrains, or four-line poetic fashion.
Hundreds of words, flock to the page.
Invisible at first, then plain to the eye.
Sections, paragraphs and
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