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    mind control for wealth; too skinny; cabbie court case; sex with mom

    by , 11-22-2011 at 03:36 PM (812 Views)
    Good morning, everybody.

    Dream #1

    I sat at a picnic bench with a few other people. We all sat under some covering structure, like the shelter for a gas-pump island. But we were apparently at a restaurant.

    I told the people at the table that I had the power of mind control. I could will people to do certain things, to carry out whole sequences of actions. The people didn't feel any strain on their minds while I did this. It felt very natural. I apparently used these people to get into places where they could take money. I would then receive this money.

    Everybody got up and walked away from the table. Everybody dispersed. But I followed one young man. We walked together out from under the shelter and into an area that looked like a bunch of small auto shops. We then headed out onto a street kind of like a small business section of town.

    I told the guy I was now controlling his mind. I may have explained something about this to him.

    A weird, small airplane flew overhead, from my right to my left. The plane looked kind of futuristic, but kind of old and dirty. Either I or the young man read the mind of the passenger. The passenger, the young man said, was a beautiful woman who either was or had been a famous movie star. But the woman no longer wanted to be as guarded and watched over as she was nowadays. She wanted to get out and have fun.

    We followed the plane with our eyes as it headed to the local airport, which was just at the end of this business street (!). We began walking in the direction of the airport.

    I told the young man that the mission I was going to mind-control him to go on would be to meet up with the girl and act like a really fun, easygoing guy. The young man would win the woman's heart that way. She would give him money, and he could bring it to me.

    For some reason, we were walking back up under the shelter with the picnic tables. The young man asked me, "What if I just enjoy living with the woman so much that I decide to stay, and I never come back to bring you her money?"

    I said, "Good for you, then. Go. And I hope you have a good life."

    Dream #2

    I walked out onto the sidewalk, probably outside of a big, public building. It was probably autumn, and it was a sunny day, probably with yellow leafs on the ground.

    I was in a clean, quiet, probably wealthy town. A tall, Indian man in khaki slacks and a pale, yellow Polo shirt stood out on the sidewalk. The man had a short, old hairstyle, with plenty of gel, and he wore nice, squarish eyeglasses. He seemed to be waiting for a cab.

    The man turned away from the curb and got a glimpse of me. He remarked that I was too skinny.

    Dream #3

    I was in a courtroom. A rich woman, who may once have been a really popular movie star, was on trial for not paying a cabbie. The story went that she had told the cabbie to wait for her at some place like a gas station, and that she would meet him there. But she never showed up.

    The woman's argument was that she hadn't told the man she would pay him for his time in waiting, and that he hadn't driven her anywhere in order to get paid. It was the man's choice to wait for her, the woman said. And the wouldn't shouldn't have to pay for the man's choice.

    I may have seen the view of the cabbie at the gas station in my mind's eye for a moment. But now my view was in the courtroom. I was on the right side of the room (the right side, as one would face the judge's bench). I was at the back of the room, where the woman and her lawyer sat.

    The woman's lawyer was also a woman, though I couldn't get a good view of her. The woman and the lawyer seemed to be seated in front of, rather than behind, a small table. They were both probably in swivel chairs.

    The woman looked to be maybe in her early forties. She had tanned skin and dark blonde hair with black or dark brown streaks in it. She wore a dark blue one-piece dress with short
    sleeves and a skirt that went to just above the knee. The dress may have had vertical stripes of navy blue and some lighter, though dull, blue.

    The woman was reiterating the point that she didn't feel like she needed to pay. She threw her arms up in the air, as if to say, "What's the big deal? I don't care."

    I was now on the left side of the room, in one of the back rows, with the cabbie and his lawyer. The cabbie's lawyer was a beautiful woman, half Japanese and half white. She wore a red dress, kind of 1950s or 1960s style, long-sleeved, with a fabric like heavy felt (? - I don't know the names of fabrics). Her hair was frowsy, frizzy, and pale, with chunky, straight bangs.

    The cabbie was like a skinny version of Fabio. He had long, blonde-brown hair and a tan, clean, muscular face. He had sparkling eyes and a bright smile, though some of his teeth may plainly have been fake. He wore a sleeveless, flannel shirt unbuttoned at least at the chest.

    The judge was explaining something about his opinion of the case. He seemed to be on the side of the cabbie, though not completely. The judge made some joke, and the crowd laughed at it.

    But the cabbie didn't speak English. I think he spoke Russian. The lawyer had to translate everything for the cabbie. She'd translated the joke, and the cabbie understood it was a joke -- but not until the judge had already moved on to something else.

    The cabbie laughed gently and gave some kind of weird glance to the judge, like he was trying to kiss up to the judge. But the time of the joke had passed. The cabbie laughing at this point made him look kind of like an idiot.

    Dream #4

    I was in bed, kissing some girl on the crotch of her yellow, cotton panties. At some point, though, the woman turned into my mother.
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    Comments

    1. TheForgotten 's Avatar
      Hiya maboroshi! Nice entry, couple inquiries though.

      We followed the plane with our eyes as it headed to the local airport, which was just at the end of this business street (!). We began walking in the direction of the airport.
      Why'd that get a '(!)' ? What was unusual about that? It seemed to trigger a side thought which isn't expanded upon. Now I'm curious.

      I said, "Good for you, then. Go. And I hope you have a good life."
      Aww that was unselfish of you, heh

      I was in bed, kissing some girl on the crotch of her yellow, cotton panties. At some point, though, the woman turned into my mother.
      I hate it when that happens...

      EDIT: The mind control aspect is interesting. I was discussing something similar yesterday. In fact, I noticed a handful of similarities.
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      Updated 11-23-2011 at 07:21 AM by Kaomea
    2. maboroshi's Avatar
      Hi Kaomea.

      Why'd that get a '(!)' ? What was unusual about that? It seemed to trigger a side thought which isn't expanded upon. Now I'm curious.
      I gave that part a (!) because while I was writing, I found it strange that in my dream the airport had suddenly been conveniently located just right down the road.

      You can tell the days when I'm really hating myself, because even though I won't write against the dream, I'll put (!) and (???) at the end of everything. I also put "quote marks" around things that probably don't need to be in quotes.

      The mind control aspect is interesting. I was discussing something similar yesterday. In fact, I noticed a handful of similarities.
      That's really cool that there were similarities!

      I think mind control popped into my dream because I've been reading Phantasms of the Living, by Edmund Gurney. It was the first book published by the Society for Psychical Research -- I think it was published in 1886. The book is free for downloading on Google Books.

      The book is mostly about reports the SPR received from correspondents who'd seen apparitions of people at moments of crisis, often at or near death. The figures were like ghosts. But they were of living people.

      But the first few chapters of the book are a kind of discussion of scientific telepathy experiments. A lot of them deal with hypnotism and telepathic mind-control -- although it's not called mind-control in the book.

      Thank you for your comments. Have a good day!
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