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I'm walking around with featureless faces. Some black, some white. There's a distant song playing. I think it's the whole reason why I'm here, so I continue to let it pull me. I remember me wondering why am I following the song, but no answer comes. Suddenly the music stops and I do too. Then I hear a screeching noise. Then I see a face of someone I see at school. He just stands there, staring. I sense he's giving me a message but why won't he just talk. I ignore it and continue to wonder why the music abruptly stopped. Somehow I'm moving without it and after this I'm drifted into another dream-state of mind.
I'm walking the hall and I see my cousin. I go over and speak to her and she smiles and grabs my hand. She asks me what i'm doing here and I don"t remember responding. We come in contact with the student body of my school and we start running away from them. I shout "IT'S A STAMPEDE!" and we (my cousin, some guy, and I) start to sprint down the hall and I fall and reach out my hand for help but they keep running and I'm left in total abandonment. I look behind me and see hundreds of students running towards me. I close my eyes and open them and see some guy giving me his hand. I take it and we run.
I'm suddenly near more students but this time I'm alone and have tons of confidence. I walk into this round-about and reach some steps and walk down them. There I am accompanied by a weird sensational silence and as I start to leave the steps behind me collapse to nothingness. After that I cannot recall very much more.

I'm loading books into my locker and look to my left and see a guy looking at me. He stares with such wonder and promise and I look away in nervousness realizing it's the guy I like.

A week ago I had a very strange non-lucid dream about tigers riding on the back of elephants. It was actually a stampede of elephants, running across streets. I made this very raw depiction of my dream (see illustration, the elephants look like cardboard figures but this is unintentional)




In this dream I was a bystander, witnessing the stampede. I know there are stone statues near temples in India of tigers riding on the back of elephants, but it's meaning is unknown to me. Can someone please (on short notice) enlighten me and tell me if there's any symbolic reference to certain events or if this has anything to do with me. It is very important to me.

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Saturday morning, 9 February 1991.

Time Gate (fascinating and life-changing outcome)

Dream # 8,818-01.




Exactly three years after this dream, I arrived in Australia to meet with my real-world "dream girl."

The beginning of my dream involves me becoming aware of the "sugar shack"/"old shack" dreams I had as a child that also had several inexplicable outcomes. In this case, the real-world Arcadia post office and the "sugar shack" imply the essence of a single location.

The area is unlike waking life. It is more like an open field as I walk to the west. Despite the incorrect nature of the setting, I am near the Arcadia post office. I come to an area that reminds me of the isolated trellis I had deliberately used to leave the dream state many years previously. A large metal green fence seems to divide a mix of previous times from the present. I experience a vivid sense of timelessness. A mammoth, tyrannosaurus, and deer are all from different eras, but their life energy is intense and present.

Behind the fence, I see a "realistic" growling tyrannosaurus and a grunting woolly mammoth as my dream becomes more vivid. There is a woman in black (a young Barbara Steele or the "mystery girl" or a mix of both), prehistoric deer and goats, emus, ornithomimosaurs, and various small animals.

There are also a few robots in the "Magnus Robot Fighter" comic book's style. ("Magnus" is the name of the main character in "The Bermuda Depths" and the brand name of an electric organ that I often played when younger.)

I have a vivid impression that something inexplicable is impending. I consider that part of the northern end of the "time gate" may be attached to the post office. I find a room resembling part of the King Street house - my L-shaped apartment (before I lived there in waking life).

Susan R, a classmate, seems to be on a safari and exits a jeep with others and squats to study footprints.

I hear a sudden stampede influenced by the Tasmanian Devil cartoons (where the animals run from him). Even so, it is far more realistic as I watch animals rush by the window, leaving a large dust cloud. The noise is incredible. I get a sense of being in Australia (where I had never been at that point) even though the setting is in Florida. The stampede means the "time gate" had been opened. I say, "Oh-oh." An unknown witness responds with "What?" as I again say, "Oh-oh." The post office building shakes.

I go to the front entrance of the post office, wondering if the animals will destroy the building and if I will be safer somewhere else. I walk outside, and it now seems to be a quiet, sunny day. However, I turn around as a giant dove approaches me. It slowly walks from the building. It has a red heart symbol on its chest. I hold a burning sword, but I wake before anything else occurs.

The dove from the post office reminds me of the American postage stamps featuring doves and heart symbols.

As a boy, I was intrigued by coincidental patterns that emerged from different letter arrangements. A next-consonant, next-vowel continuity from JESUS is KITAT, LOVEV. When I tried it with my first and middle name, I got CLAUDECLARENCE, DMEAFIDMESIPDI, FNIEGOFNITOQFO, GPOIHUGPOVURGU, which I decided "might be" GPO I HUG PO VIRGO.

After this dream (in March of the same year), Zsuzsanna and I communicated for the first time in waking life. We started regularly writing letters and talking on the telephone.

Zsuzsanna is a Virgo, but I have zero interest or belief in astrology, tarot, or any other nonsensical system. (As a boy, I learned systems like astrology and tarot were wrong beyond the laws of chance, which I found odd.)

The Postal Service issued its Love stamp booklet on Valentine's Day, February 1994, the year that Zsuzsanna and I married.

I have recently recognized that the front fence of our home (same design with metal vertical bars) is a “miniature version” of the “time gate” of my dream. (The owner added the fence years after we moved here.)

The birthplace of Zsuzsanna's mother is the antipode of the Arcadia post office. It is also antipodal to my place of birth (Punta Gorda).

I was always puzzled (as a child) by how much a rotated Australia resembled North America - as if it was "on purpose."

It is important to understand that our new fence appeared LONG AFTER my original image for this dream report.

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