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Danjummai
Posted 1/22/2009 4:21 PM (#13337 - in reply to #703)
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Distraction 01-21-09

I watched chaos. I walked behind a guide who turned to me and said: "It is distraction. Just watch and follow." I awoke.

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Paul Joseph
Posted 1/22/2009 4:27 PM (#13341 - in reply to #13337)
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I read Danjummai, but cannot keep up with your dreams ... but keep going, just, apologise for my non-interaction ...
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Danjummai
Posted 1/23/2009 10:44 AM (#13355 - in reply to #703)
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Such is the dream world as thee have known!

What's that apology about friend? When nothing

Happened, nothing ever will but Peace and

Everlasting Love!

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Danjummai
Posted 1/26/2009 2:39 PM (#13402 - in reply to #703)
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TRUST 01-26-09

I was with Adam and a friend. It was a long time that I met with Adam last. He was asking me how I was doing and I telling him how I was trying even when things were a little tight. "I have a business going. Muhammad here is MD." I said pointing to my friend who sat near where Adam sat. Adam looked at me and said: "Trust no body else." I awoke.

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Danjummai
Posted 2/17/2009 1:29 PM (#13840 - in reply to #703)
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In Touch 02-18-05

I was with an intimate friend. He said to me thus: “I am in finally in touch with the Source.” I was glad for him and awoke feeling so.

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Danjummai
Posted 2/18/2009 2:09 PM (#13861 - in reply to #703)
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My Wife (1) 02-17-05

“Lord let me know all about my wife,” was my prayerbefore sleep. In my dream, I was with an intimate friend. We walked for thefirst time to see his home. We passed by groups of religious zealots walking toand from his home. We walked past some pious people among whom was Adam who Igreeted before reaching the house. We sat in his sitting room and watched TV. I wasto spend the night there. The house was to my surprise empty. My friend wassingle. I went into the lavatory to pee and he followed and unbuckled besideme. He focused his gaze on my manliness. “The Hausa Prick,” he said.“What?” I exclaimed, thinking that he meant it was smaller than his. “Mine ismedium. It may look small now but wait until it is erected.” I immediatelyhad an erection. He looked again in bemused silence then said: “Do you enjoysexual intercourse with your wife?” “What?” “Do you have fulfilled orgasms?” Iwas silent; my thought went back to my  query before sleep. I amsupposed to get answers and not to be asked such intimate questions. “Well, Iwill lie to him if I say I perfectly enjoy sex with my wife as I want to. Mywife does not know how to take care of me. My sex life is such that I try tosatisfy her. The love itself is one sided - my fault, I can’t love anyone asmuch as I love my God. But I explained it to her before marriage and she saidshe understood. She loves me very much. Answer is “I do not enjoy having sexwith her as I want to!” and so I said to him aloud. “That is the problem. MayGod intervene," he said, buckled up his trouser and went back to the sittingroom. “I will now go inside. Turn off the TV when you’re finished and have agood night rest, he said and I awoke



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Paul Joseph
Posted 2/18/2009 2:55 PM (#13866 - in reply to #703)
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Dearest Danjummai: your vulnerability is sublime. Long may you live in the bosom of our Lord and Lady, who are One; and dwell in the garden of the Divine.

Namaste

Paul
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Danjummai
Posted 2/19/2009 1:46 PM (#13885 - in reply to #703)
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My Wife 02-25-05

A boy met me with my wife at home. “Where is Zainab?" She asked him. “I do not know any Zainab.” He turned to me: “Your wife is flirting. Never trust her. She is a prostitute,” he said. My wife was calm, as if he said nothing out of the ordinary. I was annoyed. I went inside with the kid to testify to my family. I found my two junior sisters and friends to my wife. I asked the boy to tell them what he knew. He recounted same. “Our brother has been saying it and we did not believe,” they said. “He should divorce her immediately!” They said.  I was tensed. Our neighbors had all gathered for my verdict. The weather instantly turned windy. The wind was blowing dust all around. I went out to buy cigarettes. I went through the back street. I met some boys playing soccer. One of the boys kicked the ball to me and I joined them and began dribbling around. The dust became unbearable. I awoke.

 

My Wife 03-04-05

I made this inquiry before sleep: “Link up with the soul of my wife and learn of her conduct before marriage.” I was swept by a light sleep. I heard a voice say: “There is but a small portion in the city of Kaduna that she has not roamed in.” I awoke.

 

My Wife 03-04-05

Before sleep I prayed concerning the queer attitude of my wife. I dreamt that I was with a gentleman in a cinema watching an action movie. I realized my friend was not watching the movie. He sat with his eyes closed. “May God make us see tomorrow!” someone from the audience shouted. “He is referring to the film on Saturday which will be the story of the savior of mankind,” my friend said. “Do you watch movies?” I asked. “No. I make movies,” he said opening his eyes. “On Sunday will be a film on football stars. It will make a nice watch,” he said and I awoke.

 

My Wife 03-12-05

I stepped into a bungalow to find my wife in deep romance with a heavily-built youth. I pulled her from him but she went back and clung to him. I slapped her and she fell down together with him. He stood up. “Will you just stand there watching him hurt me?” she said to the frightened youth who began to cry. The youth went back to her and began kissing and caressing her. I caught his neck and made to break it. He was so vulnerable. He made no effort to defend himself. I felt sympathy for him. It was not his fault. “When did this romance begin?” I asked. “Long ago,” he sullenly said. I released him and turned to go leaving them. “She said your manliness does not touch her inner walls.” She sat up bemused by his revelation. “She is lies! I have several means of satisfying a woman’s sexual needs. With a finger I can reach her to orgasm. I am just too much for her,” I said. “I believe you. Both of you are not at fault. You have a strong bond between you. You are always sexually aroused when close. The negative force is envious of this strong attraction,” he said. “I believe you. It is the work of Satan,” I said and awoke.

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Danjummai
Posted 2/20/2009 10:31 AM (#13894 - in reply to #703)
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My Wife 02-22-05  I saw my wife lying on a bed. I heard a voice say: “It is the son of marry,” then I was faced with the evil-one in an attack on a peasant in the neighborhood. There was a great pandemonium as the evil-one, like a hawk onto its prey, struck. From where I was lying down could see the target of the evil-one. I leapt before it reached and flew it to a safe haven to the chagrin of the evil-one which roared in blinded anger and intensified its search for blood. There was need for relocation. I carried the victim of the evil-one and flew it above a cinema hall which was built near a mosque. I landed in the mosque to find a handsome and soft-spoken teacher. “Whoever the evil-one has attacked will look like these,” he said pointing at the haunted youth I had saved and another we found there. “We need to protect ourselves. We need to be in constant praise of the holy names of our Lord!” the Arab teacher said and then set his finger atop the alphabets ‘M’ and ‘N’ in the scripture before him. He began to recite the scripture aloud and the pupils slowly began to read after him. I awoke.

My Wife 02-10-05  I sneaked into the room of my wife and caught her with her lover. I felt vindicated. I wasted no time in beating him till he fainted. I tied his hands and feet and turned to my wife: “Still thinking you are covered?” She was silent and looked defeated. I rained slaps on her and later arraigned them in our compound for everyone to see. Outside in the compound my wife spoke up: “Enough of this nonsense! Let me tell you the truth. I do not love you. I have my lover who is here with me.” I was maddened by this response. I got up and began to flog him until he came back to wakefulness. He tried to jump out but I dragged him back in and continue to beat him with whatever I could lay hand on. My wife came down and began to interfere. Her lover took advantage of the little commotion between us and dashed into my mother’s room. I followed him and found my mother standing by the door. My mother looked sad that I have discovered this great secret which was going on under her nose. I passed her and bundled him out. He turned into paper in my hands. I tore the paper in small pieces, poured kerosene and searched into my pockets for matches. My wife jumped me from behind and held me tight for him to escape. “Have mercy on him,” she cried. I wrestled free and tied her up. I went searching for a better whip. I found one without knowing that it was her lover whom I have cut into pieces that had then turned to look so. It was a good whip that I began to administer onto her. Then came into view two people searching for my wife’s lover.“ We have a threat letter for him. It was written in the letter that he will be killed by a group. We were to serve him this letter since long but he is no where to be found.” I looked where I tied my wife and to my utmost surprise she was not there but him staring back at me. I was stunned. I cried in bitterness thus: “O God! I do not know anything anymore. What I know is this pain that I feel of being cheated. I seek from you redress and recompense. You are most-beneficent, most-merciful.” I awoke.

My Wife 02-012-05  I was seated with my wife in our room and she suddenly began this revelation: “I am a police officer. I have my salary from the police hierarchy in which my father is chief. My father stopped my salary because it was discovered that you immensely benefit from it more than I do. Let me tell you about a computer scam at the police headquarters involving many bank accounts. A doctor was called in to investigate but because he lacked the knowledge to destroy the virus in the computing system he declared the entire system as beyond repair.” While she was blabbering, my mind was working to uncover the reality of this interesting woman who has been featuring in my dream life and wakefulness. What is obvious, I concluded, is that I am dealing with two entities here whose names begin with the letter ‘A’ and whose father’s names begin with the letter ‘S.’ She seemed to have sensed the tilt of my reasoning.  She stopped speaking and was quizzically looking at me as I awoke.

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Danjummai
Posted 2/24/2009 7:15 AM (#13944 - in reply to #703)
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02-16-09

I just saw 1846 and awoke.

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Danjummai
Posted 2/24/2009 8:54 AM (#13947 - in reply to #703)
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Image:Gregory XVI.jpg
Papacy began2 February 1831
Papacy ended1 June 1846
PredecessorPius VIII
SuccessorPius IX
Birth nameBartolomeo Alberto Cappellari
BornSeptember 18, 1765(1765-09-18)
Belluno, Italy
DiedJune 1, 1846 (aged 80)
Rome, Italy
Other popes named Gregory

Pope Gregory XVI (18 September 17651 June 1846), born Bartolomeo Alberto

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Paul Joseph
Posted 2/25/2009 4:57 AM (#13955 - in reply to #703)
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Danjummai - your link to Wikipedia also points out that the US Liberty bell was cracked while being rung for George Washington's birthday on February 26th 1846 !!
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Danjummai
Posted 2/25/2009 11:13 AM (#13960 - in reply to #703)
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Visiting the Dead 10-13-05

I visited a youthful demised acquaintance. I was to receive something of spiritual value from him. He looked doubtful. He went out and began consulting to be sure. I was disappointed. When he came back he looked different. He brought back with him a bottle of water and made to try me. I collected the bottle of water and poured all the content to the ground. “Do you think I need anything from any body?” He was startled, his doubts left. His face became normal. He walked with me to where I was to enter into town. It was a terrible thicket in between the land of the dead and that of the living. We were following the trail of a peculiar set of dark looking bandits, deeply disguised in crystal white pair of clothing and turbans. My friend began to tremble in fear. “You can go back from here. I see that you have escorted me almost beyond our borders,” I said and awoke.

 

Current Pope 10-14-05

I was seated atop a speaker connected to the Vatican. I sat chatting with a friend in a shallow trench dug for the extension work on the walls of the Vatican State. “It is the work of the current Pope,” I said to my friend while a sermon in vernacular filled the air and surrounding from the speakers of the Vatican, so loud and inconveniencing, I quickly climbed out of the trench, went for the amplifier and adjusted it to normal. I came back to my friend in the trench, sat down to continue our chat and awoke.

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Danjummai
Posted 3/1/2009 8:20 AM (#14002 - in reply to #703)
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Nigerian Bishop 02-16-02

The basis of my contemplation before sleep was: who am I? Asleep, I found myself in a library watching a scientist working on a series of chemical components. He was working in isolation. We watched with the two females with me from one of the many monitors in the lab. There was a sudden power fluctuation and the monitor before us automatically switched off. The old man was too busy to get us back online. We therefore watched from the glass panel that separated us. Then I remembered I knew how to switch on the monitor. I have seen the old man done that several times. I manipulated a few gadgets and behold the large monitor blinked to life. We saw that the old man was stashing his invention in small white polythene bags and arranging them in a deep-freezer. “Everything is in here,” he said. I walked out of the lab and was with some Africans playing a game I had never known. I asked weather there they have a professional player overseas. “There is someone training for an international tournament,” I was told. I saw the player playing amidst African Americans. “Who are those you are playing with?” I asked him. He said: “They are my brothers and strength.” I passed him and was with the two females that were with me at the lab. They took me into a wilderness in the south and then eastern Nigeria. We passed by bookshop, then a kindergarten where we found children coming to school in the morning. We went through villages that get modernized as we pass. At last I was in combat in a jet fighter. Our plane was forced down in the fight. It crash-landed and we safely vacated and were riding a motorbike. Then I was at the grave of a Bishop. I began preaching to him about unity. ”The deviations and separation within people is manmade. We are all from a single source. The differences in our modes of worship is symbolic not divine. I bring you a book in which is the proof that the hatred within peoples of different beliefs is wrong.” He said: “I read your book and found it to be truly inspiring.” I awoke.

Girl-Child-Slavery 10-05-01

I watched soccer-live with a friend. The players were all his relatives. We were so close by the field that one of the players took a shot and it strayed and came out to me. I kicked the ball back to the players. The scene changed. I was in an office with a female writer who was writing a book. I brought her materials as my contribution. Her work was to be sponsored by a financial institution that I was partner. The woman needed to get a spectacle to be able to get her work together. The institution was to provide the frames and I was to provide the lenses. I awoke for a few minutes then went back. The writer gave me a document to investigate a matter in her flat. The financial Institution had invited her to make a submission before they could approve her work. The proceeding turned out to be like a court case. I was the woman’s defense lawyer. She spoke thus from the witness stand: “I am haunted by the spirits. They visit and convey to me messages. They want to force me wear my long white gown which has fallen in my closet." The court was all women. I was the only male present. I tried to substantiate the woman’s testimony. “I am always visited by the spirits. We sometimes make love with my female friends,” I said. The jurists were convinced. They approved my client’s work. Outside, I came upon the beautiful young judge and stopped to chat “You will be a good lover boy if you are not shy and could really get involved.” “Who told you I am shy and not involved?” I queried. “Well, let’s find out,” she said embracing me while the rest of the women approvingly watched. I slipped away and ran away to complete my investigation at my client’s flat. I opened the door with the key she gave me. There was nothing of interest in the flat. I went for the drawers were I found a file with evidence of girl-child-slavery. I found a picture showing my client and two other white girls escaping from their captors. I awoke.

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starsey
Posted 3/2/2009 2:19 AM (#14005 - in reply to #13132)
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In response to Tracy Martins dream page 8 not sure how this is poping up on page 9

I found myself in a car with the dead body of my mother fully wrapped in blankets sitting up in the back sit. It was not my car and the owners seemed to be anxious to move on. There was a group of people outside all covered in gray ash..I thought perhaps they were leading religious ceremonies for the dead and may have a way or a place for me to bury my Mom. I asked and was told that 101 people had died there and they did not know what to do either.

Suddenly I was awoken by a painful twist to my knee and cried out. My partner then said, "it's alright, you are safe, you are loved. " I said I twisted my knee. He asked if there was anything he could do. I told him about the dream and asked if he would help me to bury my mother. I fell back to sleep and we were immediately digging a grave right there.

When I woke again I considered that the car which often represents one's own body was not mine, a shift in personal identification, but the responsibility for the 'dead' within was mine. It seemed right to "lay to rest" the past. Waking up so suddenly kept the message of the dream alive for me where ordinarily I would have just forgotten it.

Also, my Mom has had two friends die lately and said she was looking out for the third since such things often happen in threes. I wanted to call her up right away in the morning to make sure she was alive...and happily found emails that she had just written in that moment.

Hello Tracey Martin,
In response to your dream:

just thoughts to ponder.. your mother could have represented your own inner authority with regards to your own thoughts that day ....also having her dead body ..could represent the stagnation within your mind at the time. For some reason you did not feel in control..at the time of the dream..(represented by the symbol of the vehicle u were not drivng..some aspect of you does want to move on..but you feel u must responsibly figure out what to do with the stagnation and loss of inner authority. I think the 101 could represent some call for u to look at the duality in your thinking that day again between something to do with your inner authority stagnation Also note: the fact u woke with feeling a twist in your knee i think this represents...for some reason you felt limited that day u drempt this and this led to the thinking of change in your own inner authority which then led to stagnation which had to do with a stagnating mind at the time which ultimately was the result of of limitations within your own mind and thinking.

when are thinking changes so does are dreams :-)
no worries when are thoughts change so does our vibration thus new dreams with a new message..simply the message i think here was for u to recognize u had to change your thinking because it was stagnating and limiting u.

this is just a opion and pls if this does not make sense pls disregard

ty for allowing me to share my thoughts
starsey

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Posted 3/2/2009 2:38 AM (#14006 - in reply to #13132)
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tracy,
i did reply to your dream but my reply is on page nine
ty starsey

p.s. apparently i do not yet understand this thread system apologies for any confusion

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Danjummai
Posted 3/4/2009 2:15 PM (#14021 - in reply to #703)
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Ahmad 10-16-05

It was night. We carried our daughters and were headed toward the end of a corridor to pass. It was a long distant walk that we lastly found the other end closed. We had to come back the way we went, heading eastward where we went out into the streets. We went past houses in the neighborhood. It felt as if I was all alone, meeting my companion waiting for me with her child in hand. My companion turned out to be Hafsat, my elder sister. She sat down and perilously sat my daughter before a burning fire. It was a plot meant for harm. I stretched my arms to take away my daughter from harm's way but couldn’t, my arms turned short and the baby’s weight amazingly increased. My sister was seated and watching my predicament with joy. She was bent in her wicked bid to burn my child so that her son will live to rule us. The flames had begun licking my daughter’s beautiful face and chest while I was struggling to save her. I spat saliva into the fire and behold the fire was quenched and Fatimah’s burns instantly healed. So appeased by this miracle, I raised my daughter high up in the sky and said: “God, I thank Thee!” By then my sister was standing beside me looking darker with rage. She said: “You have raised your daughter’s status to that of God Almighty.” I was silent a while before embracing Fatimah firmly to my breasts and replied her thus: “Yes, I raised Fatimah so high up to the sky and God Almighty in His praise. Why do you think I am called Ahmad, meaning ‘I give praise?’” She was silent. I awoke.

 

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Danjummai
Posted 3/5/2009 4:43 AM (#14022 - in reply to #703)
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MUHAMMAD 07-28-04 I was a beautiful woman wearing a long white sleeping gown and from the east flying westward in the cool morning breeze of the early twilight. Soon it was fully morning. I was watching an early morning rush by commuters in their myriad colored vehicles below. I was onto a roundabout and an ultramodern arena where an occasion was about to begin. I was landed at the VIP stand where my mind began thirsting to meet someone dear. I came before myself in the person of a handsome young man about my age, also wearing a long white sleeping gown. “Ya Muhammad!” We simultaneously said to each other and were locked into a memorable embrace. I awoke.

07-28-04 I was spiritually leading some warriors to war. The warriors were in a boat sailing across a turbulent sea. Their leader was Omar who had a large stick in hand. The warriors sailed praising God and when they were near their destination their excitement increased as they repeatedly shout aloud: “There is no god but God!” forgetting the completion of the praise which is “Muhammad is His Messenger!” When they heard me, they all began to chant: “Peace and blessing of Allah be upon Muhammad and his progeny.” They were chanting and looking around to see, but saw nothing all through the lashings of the waves of night. When their feet had touched the safety of the shore and were onto where they will meet their enemy, I awoke.



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mruppert
Posted 3/6/2009 8:32 PM (#14023 - in reply to #703)
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Hi all:
     I am a bit amazed, as is my beloved RA!

     The Background: I am a stamp collector, been so all my life, except for lapses where I was in a space-time continuum that posed more pressing attention seeking time movements. I had thought of rearranging my collection from Africa so that the countries would be "time line" correct. For example, Dahomey and Benin stamps would be together, since Dahomey is now Benin; Upper Volta and Burkina Faso together, since BF was UV, and so on!
    What Happened: That night I had a dream that Moussa Dadis Camara, President of Guinea was assassinated.
    What Really Happened: A day or two later, my RA and I were chatting on Skypeee and she asked if I had heard or read that an African nation President had been assassinated. I immediatley said, Guinea?....and she said why, yes....did you read it? And I said no, I dreamed it!!!!!!
    What Really and Truly Happened: The President of Guinea-Bissau, Joao Bernardo Vieira, was indeed, assassinated, the day after my dream. FYI..for those who are in geographic infancy,  Guinea and Guinea-Bissau are  two separate countries, but Guinea-Bissau is bordered by Guinea.
    Conclusion: You can't believe everything you dream, now can you! Or is my buddy, Carly Jung, right when he says "dreams always say what they mean, we just can't understand the language they speak."

Peace and L-o-v-e;
Marty and Luck, Popp and Siss

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Paul Joseph
Posted 3/10/2009 6:59 AM (#14050 - in reply to #703)
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Is this the dream thread for which you were looking dearest Sunpetalbeam ?
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Posted 3/11/2009 3:53 AM (#14063 - in reply to #14050)
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thanks for your help paul,no,it was one sometime last year i think,when we were talikg about the meaning of birds i think,maybe i am getting mixed up,but i remeber having a dream,and someone inturperated it,when i have more time i will look again,but anyway,thank you so much for your help,love to you,irisx
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Danjummai
Posted 4/7/2009 3:40 PM (#14399 - in reply to #703)
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I swam with my wife to our house across a sea whose shore I was told was "Philadelphia." I awoke.
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Paul Joseph
Posted 4/23/2009 5:01 AM (#14631 - in reply to #14399)
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Dear Katrina ..... this is the thread I just mentioned across the Boards ....
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Danjummai
Posted 4/24/2009 11:14 AM (#14635 - in reply to #703)
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Lion of the Desert 12-20-2000

I was with a friend who had a book in his hand titled, “Lion of the Desert.” I told my friend I authored the book. He was aghast with surprise and disbelieved. I asked him to open the dedication page. On the page he found my signature and the dedication thus: “I dedicated this book to the family of Khadijah.” “But I borrowed the book from Abraham,” he said and I awoke.

Natural Love 01-02-2001

I was feeling happy in the presence of an elderly friend. We were walking in a beautiful street. “There she is, your love,” he said pointing towards a beautiful lady walking by us. “You are to bring her under your control in your current state of mind,” he added. “Is that necessary? I was thinking a relationship should be based on natural love not force,” I said. He said nothing. We walked in silence and I awoke.

Do You Remember? 01-03-2001I was with my elderly friend we were still walking in that beautiful street. We came by three pretty ladies. There was one wearing a brownish veil. She coyly smiled in my face revealing a beautiful set of white teeth with one capped with silver. I was carried away in her gaze not knowing the elder had set his eyes on me. He broadly smiled and said: “Do you remember her?” “Yes,” I heard myself saying while in truth I didn’t. I awoke.



Edited by Danjummai 4/24/2009 11:18 AM
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Paul Joseph
Posted 4/24/2009 4:32 PM (#14637 - in reply to #703)
Subject: RE: Metaphysical Dreams/Arts Club



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Dear Ahmad

how nice to hear from you - o man of powerful dreaming

Respect to You, Thee and Thou

Love, blessings and light, ever

Paul
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