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Morning of February 9, 1971. Tuesday.

Dream #: 1,513-02. Reading time (optimized): 1 min.



I am at West Elementary School in Arcadia and walking to the building from the playground. I see lightning inside the main school building in the western area when looking north. Although it is a sunny morning, it is dark and stormy inside the classroom, though I do not see any of my schoolmates or teachers, only what appears to be a crude version of Doctor Frankenstein’s laboratory.

Later, I am sitting in a taxi in the back seat on the left-hand side. The driver turns around and reveals himself to be Frankenstein’s monster. His name is Frank N. Stein, which I read on a card above the steering wheel, to its left. Nothing frightening happens. It seems more like a puzzling comedic event. The narrative is ambiguous, as even though I am getting a taxi home, the school day has not started yet.

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Now I ask for reasonable intelligence to understand how to decode this dream. Frankenstein’s monster awakened by way of electricity that could also be analogous to neuronal energy. It represents my own waking process and nothing more. The ambiguity of the narrative also correlates with the realization that I am not starting the school day because I am asleep.

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My dream’s influence was probably from Shock Armstrong, the late-night television horror host of “Shock Theatre” from Channel 13 in Tampa, Florida (from 1964-1968). (There was a similar scenario I saw in a humor magazine later in my life; a gag about the ID not looking like the driver).

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These aren't necessarily in order that I dreamed them.

1:

I saw Frankenstein's monster on the windmill and the windmill was on fire. I felt bad about it because I know it wasn't the monster's fault that he was what he was; I saw that he was born into agony.

2:

Someone I know (And I remember who) held me up in the air by spraying me with water from a hose, Near a building. But for some reason he hit me between the rear-cheeks which is odd, Given the fact I was facing him with my stomach facing down to the ground.

3: I cut down a tree by the church I attend so I could move my car behind it. (Edit: This third one might have not been a good thing to do.)

Later, I saw someone I know had a very huge glass jar (One two three gallon-size) of organic sliced peaches on my kitchen counter.