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    1. The dream of Poulgolo cloister

      by , 06-17-2010 at 09:56 PM (Folqueraine's Oniric List)
      Before 2002.

      Poulgolo is part of a moor on Quiberon peninsula, in which relatives possessed a small patch of land without any building, just heather and pine trees. In this dream my grandmother gave me a guided tour of the property, the biggest part of which I didn't know. Other members of my family, such as my younger cousin Joss, my uncle Pivy, were also there. There was actually a cloister on the property, or a half-cloister (only two "walls"), turned North-West. The rays of the setting sun enlightens the place through the pillars. On the East side of the cloister is a huge room with only three walls (the South side is open), without any window or light, so that seen from the entrance, it looks empty. In fact when you progress into it, you can see that the wall on the other side is not finished, there is a 60 cm (2 ft) opening between it and the ground, on all the length, hidden in darkness. We all get into it, using church candles to give us light. Behind the wall, the room is a really huge amphitheatre (or a giant stairway?) going down earth's depths. We walk down for several minutes. It is very wet, there are puddles and moss grows, so it is very slippery. We can't really see the walls on either side. We finally reach the bottom, where there isn't anything particular, just a big stone wall. We go back up the "stairs". My grandmother gives me the cloister and its secret amphitheatre.

      I cannot really interpret this. Someone give me something that was kept secret, so it must be of some value, but in the end it is a dead end.

      A regular pattern in my dreams : I discover that a place I thought I knew was in fact much bigger, with underground levels or hidden passageways. In my list of dreams, this features is joined with the criteria "something is not what it looks like".
      Another systematic feature: the orientation. In my dreams there's always a North, East... (and so on). Geographically speaking, it is most of the time very coherent, to the point that I can draw maps of the locations.
      Another common feature : religious locations. Many dreams occur in churches, monasteries or religious looking-buildings, even when there is no religious "action". It is worth mentioning since I am the most obtuse atheist. Is my unconscious calling for more religion in my life? Or should I say "was it", since I less frequently dream of such places these days?
    2. The Sunless Isles

      by , 07-20-2007 at 07:28 PM (Folqueraine's Oniric List)


      There is a sandy island or archipelago off the coast of a mainland. The population isn't very large. Life used to be normal there. Now, a few generations later, people don't know about the sun. There is only the sky, which sometimes is very dark with stars, and sometimes is light enough to see. But they don't make a distinction between day and night, there is only "the sky".
      A visitor is surprised at this and finds out that it is actually the mainland people who, in order to punish the islanders for some reason, years ago, modified the orbit of their planet so that the islanders could never see the sun, while the mainlanders could still enjoy a low sun. The visitor put things back right, and the islanders, many of whom where on the beach, facing the mainland (which is too far to be seen), are amazed at the appearance of this light ball and the heat that is emitted from it. I am one of them, and I take off my jumper (but keep my yellow tee-shirt) to go swim in the sea.

      Updated 06-20-2010 at 07:39 PM by 8172

      Tags: island, planet, sea, sun
    3. The dream of me as a werewolf

      by , 07-20-2007 at 07:15 PM (Folqueraine's Oniric List)



      A man and me (unconscious of being me) leave a pub at night. There is a fight with a werewolf, as there is a full moon, and the authorities come and arrest him.
      I tell the man (that I haven't known for a very long time) that I am a werewolf too. He asks why I haven't changed into a werewolf, and I explain that there must be some trigger: anger, fear, an emotional of physical shock... He takes me in his car and suggests taking me away from the authorities (which are seen as somewhat threatening).
      I fall asleep, and I have a vision of him waking me up by tapping my arm, and that it will trigger my lycanthropy.
    4. The Dream of the Man Who Wanted a Piece of my Bowels

      by , 06-21-2004 at 09:37 PM (Folqueraine's Oniric List)


      1st half of the 20th century.
      I am engaged to a young man with a mustache who looks like a soldier or a gendarme.
      Every night, a man breaks into my bedroom and try, with a lancet, to slice open my abdomen to steal a piece of my bowels while I am asleep. The first time, I manage to alert everyone. The second time, my fiancÚ was keeping watch in my bedroom, but the slicer managed to escape anyway.
      In a daring plan to catch the slicer, on the third night, my fiancÚ decides to put on my night gown and sleep in my bed to fool the slicer into thinking he's me.
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