<rss version="2.0" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:trackback="http://madskills.com/public/xml/rss/module/trackback/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/"><channel><title>Dream Journal</title><link>http://thenetsedge.com/blog/category/12.aspx</link><description>Dream Journal</description><managingEditor>Stuart Presley</managingEditor><dc:language>en-US</dc:language><generator>.Text Version 0.95.2004.102</generator><item><dc:creator>Stuart Presley</dc:creator><title>Made Man</title><link>http://thenetsedge.com/blog/archive/2005/10/31/1019.aspx</link><pubDate>Mon, 31 Oct 2005 10:46:00 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://thenetsedge.com/blog/archive/2005/10/31/1019.aspx</guid><wfw:comment>http://thenetsedge.com/blog/comments/1019.aspx</wfw:comment><comments>http://thenetsedge.com/blog/archive/2005/10/31/1019.aspx#Feedback</comments><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://thenetsedge.com/blog/comments/commentRss/1019.aspx</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://thenetsedge.com/blog/services/trackbacks/1019.aspx</trackback:ping><description>&lt;P&gt;I don't remember all of this one, but it started with a group of guys eating dinner in a nice upscale resturaunt. The main character had his girlfriend with him. The scene suddenly switched and he was walking her home. They were discussing money I think. He stopped and told her not to worry about it, and she asked why. He replied to her that he had some jobs coming and that he'd have plenty of money for them both. She asked what kind of jobs and I don't exactly remember the exact verbage but it was something to the affect of &amp;#8220;His kind of jobs&amp;#8221; and to leave it alone. She gets mad and they both start walking up steps (They are exterior steps, almost like a fire escape steps) to her appartment. She gets to the top and yells at him. Obviously drunk he stumbles down a single flight of steps to a door, and she slams a door shut. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;The guy gets up, walks out of a door, still on these exterior steps and falls over the railing. The fall seems to be at least 100 feet and he crashes to the floor or another railing. It's really strange as this whole dream is from a &amp;#8220;Camera&amp;#8221; perspective. It focuses on his body for a few moments...he gets up, and stiffly walks off set.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;The camera flashes back to the inside of her apartment where she and her roommate are discussing that one of her paintings just sold for $500. She's very happy. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;img src ="http://thenetsedge.com/blog/aggbug/1019.aspx" width = "1" height = "1" /&gt;</description></item><item><dc:creator>Stuart Presley</dc:creator><title>Underwater Mall</title><link>http://thenetsedge.com/blog/archive/2005/10/12/895.aspx</link><pubDate>Wed, 12 Oct 2005 10:42:00 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://thenetsedge.com/blog/archive/2005/10/12/895.aspx</guid><wfw:comment>http://thenetsedge.com/blog/comments/895.aspx</wfw:comment><comments>http://thenetsedge.com/blog/archive/2005/10/12/895.aspx#Feedback</comments><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://thenetsedge.com/blog/comments/commentRss/895.aspx</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://thenetsedge.com/blog/services/trackbacks/895.aspx</trackback:ping><description>&lt;P&gt;I have been here before. This is actually the second time I have dreamt about this place. From the exterior, the mall sits on a body of water, in the ocean essentially. The top of the mall is made mostly of white concrete and is primarily designed for moving vehicular traffic into and out of the massive underwater parking lot. It's difficult to describe for me.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;The day was calm, sunny I believe. I remember driving and seeing the top of the mall protruding from the water, surrounded by supported roads. It was nothing miraculous. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Flash. I was standing in a room talking with a lady who ran the servers for their organization. We joked about something dealing with IT support.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Flash: We were walking through the mall. We got to a small choke point where traffic could only go one way at a time. I remember looking down and having a major feeling of vertigo although there was not much room in the area we were walking I got a great sense that the mall was built vertically and that we were very high.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Flash: Lynn, myself and a friend of mine Chris, were in a giant room that was designed like a childrens playground. There was sand and water on the floor, like little beach pools for children to play in. At one point I remember getting very upset because my camera had gotten dropped in the sand (it was my EOS 20d). It was completely covered in sand. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I remember standing near one of the many  towys (like a swing, seesaw, or something) and a little girl looking at me with the wish that I move so she could play on it. I moved, but then I woke up.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;img src ="http://thenetsedge.com/blog/aggbug/895.aspx" width = "1" height = "1" /&gt;</description></item><item><dc:creator>Stuart Presley</dc:creator><title>Werewolves</title><link>http://thenetsedge.com/blog/archive/2005/10/11/877.aspx</link><pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2005 10:11:00 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://thenetsedge.com/blog/archive/2005/10/11/877.aspx</guid><wfw:comment>http://thenetsedge.com/blog/comments/877.aspx</wfw:comment><comments>http://thenetsedge.com/blog/archive/2005/10/11/877.aspx#Feedback</comments><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><wfw:commentRss>http://thenetsedge.com/blog/comments/commentRss/877.aspx</wfw:commentRss><trackback:ping>http://thenetsedge.com/blog/services/trackbacks/877.aspx</trackback:ping><description>&lt;P&gt;I don't remember too much from last night's dreams or the order in which certain events happened. I can describe particular happenings. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I was in a stone...house or building. I imagine it was supposed to be circa 1500, however there were glass windows so that may be a bit too early. The main room had a door to the outside and a large king size bed in the center. The walls were stone, the bed wooden, with an earthy/orangish colored bed linen. Looking out of the window I could see a castle in the distance to the left of me and before me, in the distance, was what appeared to be a covered bridge crossing a river. Inside the bridge a lady was on the floor, naked. This was some distance away so I'm not sure why I could see this.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;There was also a naked lady on the bed.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Another flash, the house was surrounded with children and adults. More children than adults. The thought is they came from the castle. I got up to close the drapes which I think were the same color as the bed sheets.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Another flash...looking out of the windows to the covered bridge. The lady had transformed into a werewolf. She stood looking off to the right, but seemed to sense that I was staring at her because it turned to face the direction of the house and then dissappeared. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Another flash, I think we were trying to huddle everyone in the house.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;img src ="http://thenetsedge.com/blog/aggbug/877.aspx" width = "1" height = "1" /&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>