Dream Characters One
[In this section I will document all of the dream characters I meet, in order of frequency].
Myself = Robert George Stockton. I was born in 1982, I am the eldest of 5 children in a family with separated parents (why me!?) I live in Australia; I lived firstly in the state of NSW, then I moved out of home to the ACT, then I moved on to live with my last girlfriend in WA... then I cut the tendons in my right hand and decided I should return 'home' to NSW, Coffs Harbour area (Repton, Bellingen to be precise). I have been struggling with a chronic pain disorder for over three years now and have turned to my spirituality to find the greater scope of what is happening to me, who and where I AM.
I started dreaming lucidly in 2002 after watching, "Waking Life". I had wanted to be lucid and to project astrally since I was thirteen.
Haywood Fraser = a guy (boy, lol) that bullied me from Year 5 to Year 10. He became particularly 'active' when we went from our little Catholic school to the mixed high school where he found great affinity with a variety of rednecks from the public school. The common denominator between them all was quite a deal of stupidity, which I am sure they shared with their parents. They begrudged my interest in school and the fact that I excelled at it if I wanted to (until I dumbed it down just to avoid the tension)... also in a self-professing "logging town" (Bombala, NSW) my gentle, "greeny" attitude was generally not appreciated.
Haywood is rarely "the bully" in my dreams and often plays a curious role (but then sometimes he is just a bully). Once, early in my dreaming adventures I am sure he intended to help me get lucid. We were standing on a balcony together and I felt a certain power, like he no longer controlled me, so I pretended that I was going to jump over the edge to scare him. He smiled (friendly) and suggested that I jump down a few levels and visit some friends of his below. I was going to do it (and become lucid) but I woke up.
I have never actually become Lucid with Haywood, I would dearly love to though. I could ask him why the hell he's always in my damned dreams! I know he is there to teach/show me something, but I haven't cranked up the awareness enough to ask him.
Kimberley = my ex-girlfriend. After I cut my hand in April I had to return to my family to be looked after, as the trauma compounded and intensified my existing pain disorder. We had a wonderful relationship that went through many complicated twists and turns. e.g. her heroin addiction, acute depression and my chronic illness. We got through all the major stuff together but by the end we were too deeply involved in a destructive cycle where we both felt unappreciated, alone and unloved. Sad, huh? So we broke it off and are now best friends. In a lot of ways we had a faery-tale relationship- but along with the romance and comfort also came the darkness inherent in most faery-tales too. She is now studying Psychology at Uni and doing really well. I am proud of her, and I miss her too.
Shaun Cottrell = my best friend from Year 5 to year 8 or so. He was a real little rebel when I first met him; always in fights, arguing with teachers &c.) but apparently I had a calming influence on him (I was a very innocent youngster). After we got into high school we sort of drifted apart as I was always trying to stay out of trouble with "the redneck group" and impress the girls that I liked. I eventually hung out exclusive with the girls (and some other guys who sat in our 'area'.
Nathan Jones = my first Dream Sign. For the first three lucid dreams I had he was always there and it was always in the school basketball court (he was very tall and basketball was about all he was good at). He was well-known in both primary school and high school as a sook and would often cry- especially when physically provoked, like flicking his ears on the bus or something. He has slowed down over the years (in my dreams) but is now turning up again. Welcome back Nathan.
Erica Gollege = my first love. I became semi-obsessed with her when I moved into high school (she was from the public primary school) in Year 7 and I spent the next 3 years trying to get her to like me. It's almost like I willed myself to act, think and even look a certain way to engage her interest. Of course we became "best friends" eventually (by about halfway through Year Eight) and i watched her "go out" with almost every boy in our class (including the dreaded Haywood Fraser, Brett Pagdon and Mason Martin from the "Redneck Group".
While waiting for her I stared reading up on the "occult" (which is where I learned about Lucid Dreaming incidentally). As she was foremost on my mind those days the first "spell/ritual" I tried was one for "love". It warned me about the three-fold law but I did it anyway. I don't know if it was because of the spell (but I have a suspicion it was) but soon after we "got together". We went out for a year and then we both moved from our native Bombala to different places after Year 10. She went to Newcastle and I came here, to Bellingen.
We maintained a long-distance relationship until we finished school and then we moved in together in Canberra, where I did Contemporary Music and she did Make-up Artistry. We were both a little Goth until we broke up two years later.
Shannan = my next younger brother. He is 18 months younger than me. We went to the same Senior College (Years 11 and 12) in Coffs Harbour and we hung out in the same group, both avidly Goth. We grew close then and when I left for Canberra we bonded over email, learning more about each other than we known when we lived together.
A year later he and his girlfriend, Emma, moved to Canberra to be near Erica and I. We helped them find an apartment in the suburb next to ours. Shannan got me into two things; skating and smoking weed. I had never dreamed of skating because I thought I was too unco for it but skating together I soon fixed that and loved it. A while later I started smoking with him (he had been smoking everyday from year 12 and I only occasionally did- but loved it- from Year 11). For a year we skated and smoked together and we became really close.
Emma was tired of Canberra (don't blame her! and missed her Mum and her homeland, Bellingen, so they returned home. They had a devastating amount of miscarriages from the time when they were 16 but eventually had a perfect, gorgeous boy they named, Toban. They made me his Godfather, which I was and will always be so honoured to be. Emma was the one who turned me onto, "Conversations with God" so the title meant a lot to us both (much more than the Christian one). They are pregnant again now with another baby boy! Emma is entering the third trimester as I type (25th August). He, Dion, is due on December the 8th.
Shannan still smokes a lot of weed these days, it is almost a religion for him, although he is cutting down, thank God- it really is insidious stuff. He is an AMAZING artist. He does mostly drawing (95%) and has a very unique cartoonish/comic book style and can draw what ever you ask him too. I pray that one day he will get a break and be able to do something with his art.
Kieran = my second younger brother. He is 18 months younger than Shannan. Kieran is incredibly intelligent. He skipped Grade 2, got Dux (top) of his class in every year at High School, got an HSC (Higher School Certificate) of 96% and is now at University studying "Physics", "Chemistry" and "French". He maintains an incredibly high average there and rarely gets a result below "Distinction". Last semester he got four "High Distinctions"!!! He is crazy, but also really cool. We have a lot in common and have great conversations, although he has grown a little aloof over the last couple of years.
I suppose it should be noted that he and my ex-ex-girlfriend had a romantic-type thing going on where they thought they loved each other, which is what split Erica and I up. But I forgave him straight away as he was infinitely more important to me than Erica and I had actually secretly wished for Erica and I to break up for ages- I would lie awake fantasising what it would be like to be without her- pretty cowardly I know, but I have grown up since then.
Kieran and I lived together in Canberra after Erica moved out. He was going to Uni there and I was still doing my music thing. Not long after he moved in I started dealing Marijuana. We got pretty deep into the scene and our house became a typical dealer’s house. For a short time I had Ecstasy and Ice going through there which attracted a much older, seedier and junkier clientele. Kieran was eventually beaten in his own bed (while I was passed out at a party up the road) with a trolley bar. The guy was looking for "pills" but eventually just took Kieran’s wallet with $200 in it. The whole thing was set up by a supposed, "friend". Soon afterward a full-on conman, beefed up on steroids and claiming he could cook amphetamines came onto the scene and could not be gotten rid of. At this point Kieran wisely decided to leave Canberra and return home. Of course, it took me a great deal longer- there was still so much despair to be had! Silly boy.
Liam = my third younger brother. Liam was born six years after Kieran. Shannan, Kieran and I were obviously very close in age, which corresponded in closeness period. This only came about after we'd all matured to an extent and after we had all finished school we formed a tightly-connected "Brotherhood". Liam always felt left out of this, but by the time it came about Shannan and I were already away from home, soon to be followed by Kieran. So poor old Liam had to do it himself- I suppose that's why he chose to be born so much later.
He developed great interests in music, film and acting. We are all creatively minded and this helped us grow closer (particularly he and I). He became quite the class clown in high school and admittedly had trouble with knowing when to end a joke or stop quoting movies and the Simpsons but he is in Year 11 now and is really smarting up. He is the brother I see the most of now-a-days and we have built a great, humourous relationship. Film and acting is his greatest passion now, and his resume is really taking shape- having made several short films, documentaries, successful auditions (including making it to the final 15 boys to try our for "Neighbours" and playing the lead role in his high school musical this year.
While I was living in Perth (with Kimberley) I told him (over the phone, as we lived on opposite sides of Australia) about Lucid Dreaming. he became really interested so I fed him as much information as I could. I said to him to remember, when ever he became lucid to call for me and I would help. Well, last year he did have a Lucid Dream, at 15 years of age! And he remembered to call on me! He rang me up and told me, I was very proud.
He is a bit like my psychic buddy, but I have to wait for him to be ready for the next installments in our journey. After his initial interest in Lucid Dreaming it died off for a while (as it does), actually it is still a little dead but I am going to try and convince him to join Dream Views. A few months ago he agreed to let me lead through a "Past Life Regression" which ended up being amazing. He was so overwhelmed with emotion and sadness when he returned from trance that he could not stop himself from crying (and he isn't wont to do that, being a 16 year old boy). We've also done hypnosis together... I'm just waiting for him now to re-spark; I really want to to help him open as a Channel so that his guides can speak through his voice.
Lanika = the only girl in our family, and she also the youngest. Her and Liam grew up together because they were closer in age. She was actually still very young when I left home so I did not really get a chance to know her (nor did I try, being a selfish young adult). I am back now though and she is in Year 9, so I get the privilege of watching her grow now. She has become very beautiful and funny. It's a trip-out to watch teenage girls do their thing; so much like the movies it's not funny. It's very cute.
Her main passion now is sport and fitness. She is a goalie for a Bellingen women's Hockey (and she's really good!, she plays soccer and even Rugby Union (which I try and discourage). She runs for kilometres and exercises really well (something I am not so fond of, but would like to be).
She has lots of friends, which I am really happy about because none of the rest of us had that. She is starting to get into listening to music, which I remember to be such an exciting time. She has a beautiful and kind heart but still a wicked little sense of humour.
Sean Cubit = my next-door neighbour when I lived in Perth with Kimberley. He came over one night and asked me if I knew where he could get a stick ($25 worth of weed). At first I thought it was a setup and that he was a thug (even though Kimberley and I bought a half-ounce every fortnight) and said, "ahh, no, sorry dude."
"Oh that's cool," he said. "Sorry. You guys just looked like the type." With that I realised he must live around the area.
"Ohh, you live next door!? Sorry dude, I thought you were a random... come in." We shouted him some cones and from then on we became really good friends. He owned a gorgeous, black staffy and i said to him, "if that dog ever has puppies I want one!" A few months later she did have puppies and my Kimberley and I got the pick of the litter.
Sean was my little smoking buddy. I was trying to quit everyday almost from when I knew him but we just had such a good time together, smoking and playing chess everyday that we never did see a straight day between us. I moved back to NSW and shortly after he went to London (where he still is) to live for a while. i haven't heard from him since but I pray he is doing well.
Dad = my Robert John Stockton Senior. He was named after his father and I was named after him. It took me a while but now I think that's cool and I will even commit a son of my own, he'll probably hate it like I did, but screw him- this is tradition.
My Dad became an English Head teacher, then a Deputy Principle and finally his ambition to become the youngest Principal in Australia was realised when we moved to Bombala. He was principal there from 1992 - 1998. For a change in climate (Bombala used to get down to -10 degrees Celsius and snow) we moved to a place called Bellingen, where he took up the title of Principal there. Although he reminisces about Bombala, he has made a terrific difference in Bellingen and runs a fine school.
Bellingen saw my Mum separate from him though, and after 25 years of seemingly perfect marriage he took the blow very hard and experienced major depression for the first time in his life. My Mum and I had begun exploring new avenues of spirituality in the last of Bombala, namely Wicca (Paganism), which my father was never comfortable with- the people who "taught" us the ways were a bit dodgy, Dad has a good judge of character. After we moved to Bellingen I realised Paganism was not for me but Mum resonated with it more and more. She became High Priestess in a coven and the differences between her and Dad became to great to continue their relationship.
Dad has since remarried a woman named Michelle. He was fortunate to find her as he was in a very bad way. She has three children who it took sometime to warm to him- and it's not like they're hot n' heavy now any more so than Michelle is with his kids, but that's cool. He's lucky.
Dad taught me how to play Chess when I was young, then he taught me how to play well some time later. I then took on myself a few years ago to really learn on my own. Then I beat him for the first time. Now, when ever we get together we always play multiple games of chess. We are just about equally skilled now- he may still be a tad better than me, which is healthy I think.
Mum = was born in Ireland and migrated here when she was eight years old. She was 22 when she had me and we have always been very close. She supported me (and I her) in severing my Christian faith in pursuit of other Truths and she is highly intelligent, which I respect.
Mum is very caring in nature and almost always is able to see the positive side of people and situations. Since separating with Dad she has had 3 or 4 live-in relationships. She was recently left by her partner (in life and her religion- he was her High Priest) which was a shock. She could not pay the rent so I moved from my dad's house in with her to help out. She managed to push on through her abrupt break-up and found a new guy over the internet of all things! His name is Bill and he's a great guy, quite "Aussie" and grounded, which is good for mum- she hasn't had that since Dad.
She has started a new coven introducing new and beloved people to Wicca and Paganism. She will soon be performing a hand fasting, which is a Wiccan marriage.
Gerry = my ex-girlfriend's (Kimberley's) father. When I first met Gerry I had pink and black hair, was skinny with a hippy dress sense... he just stared at me. It was terrible. Kimberley had not warned me that she had such a typical Aussie father- he was beyond typical. What was worse was that I had taken his youngest girl (who was the 18 years old) from his house to live with me.
I avoided him for the first part of my relationship with Kimberley; we kept ourselves busy hard drugs like Heroin instead. After Kimberley got herself onto methadone she became insanely depressed. She was depressed before but now it gotten to the point where it was evident she needed professional help. I made the hard decision to tell her parents. I think I gained their respect in this act and they were actually really good in helping her. They paid several hundred dollars a day for her to stay in a private mental institution. During this time I naturally had a lot more to do with her immediate family, including the Dad.
He saw I was making an effort to get a job so he offered me some work for his building company, just some labouring. I was determined to show him the stuff I was made of and even showed myself some in the process. I quickly developed a strong relationship with him as we worked closely everyday. I got money, muscles and health and he got a very hard, respectful and dedicated worker. I even started watching football with him and learned to love it! He was (is) good value, ol' Gerry.
At the end of my stay in Perth I was in agony. My neck was absolutely devastatingly sore and the girls (Kimberley and her Mum) could not bring me any relief with massage as they simply didn't have the strength. I had long since quit work because of the pain in my body but I continued to build my relationship with Gerry, so when he came into the room where I was about to have a panic attack I said to him, "I'm sorry Gerry, I wouldn't ask you if it wasn't really bad, but could you please press into my neck- the girls aren't strong enough."
Wordlessly he came over to me and followed my instructions on what to do. He was so shocked when I repeatedly ask him to press harder. Until the point where he actually couldn't (or feared to) apply any more pressure. In a conversation with my Mum later he apparently cried (in as much as he would, which is more like "choking up") and said, "I've never seen anyone in that much pain." He is a good bloke and he taught me a lot.
Mason Martin = one of the "Redneck Group" in my old high school in Bombala. I actually think that he was the smartest of the lot and definitely the funniest. He rarely said anything nasty to me, because he liked me, but was subject to peer pressure from his crew. I never had a problem with him and actually really enjoyed his sense of humour.
Brad Guthry = was a short, light-hearted redneck from the "Redneck Group". He was kindly but was absolutely subject to the flow of the gang and as such was every now and then a bit of a prick, but we rarely had any beef- he had less beef than me (physically) which was rare.
Mr Widdock- was my PE teacher from Bombala in high school. There was nothing special about Mr Widdock, I didn't even like PE... maybe that's why he turns up every now and then. I just assumed I wasn't able to play sports because all the rednecks played Rugby League, something I had NO interest in. So I turned my attention to things of the mind and spirit.
Kevin = is the middle child in Kimberley's family. He is the same age as me. When I first met him when Kimberley and I were moving into our first place in Perth we bonded because of our love of pychedelic drugs (Mushrooms mainly, and our desire to make LSA out of morning glory seeds). He has been working for his Dad's company since he was 17.
When Kimberley went into hospital I moved in with him and we often worked together. I used to love waking up in the morning to his crazy "wake up singing". He is quite tone deaf but the lyrics he would make up always cracked me up, which was good when I had to get up at 6:00 am.
When Kimberley got out of hospital she lived with her parents again for a month or so and then she moved in with Kev and I. We moved out a few months later but they were good times. I really enjoyed Kevin's confident Aussie attitude and his sense of humour... he was also smarter than the average Perth guy our age, which he had no qualms telling you about. He is also very athletic and strong from years of work in the building industry.
Once he took me out to his secret mushroom hunting grounds at 2:00 in the morning, both of us were on speed. Despite our "performance enhancing drugs" we only found about 10 shrooms that day... other times he would often find up to 100, which worked well for me while I lived with him.
Hunter = Shannan's next-door neighbour. He is Canadian and his house is a bit like my old place when I was dealing weed, except seedier, dirtier and he doesn't actually sell anything... people just need a place to smoke. Shannan knows everyone there and takes pleasure in the fact that they all respect him rather than berate him like they used to while we were in school. Hunter’s a nice guy. Likes video games and movies... downloads them all day on a dial-up connection.
Bill = Mum's most recent boyfriend. A great, down to Earth guy who treats Mum really well. He's got a good Aussie sense of humour and he has a playful, competitive nature, which I like. We play Chess and Pool. It's fun.
He owns his own welding business where he constructs and modifies all things metal. His portfolio is really quite impressive.
Joe = my step-sister. She is Dad's new wife's (Michelle) daughter. She is the same age as Kieran and goes to the same Uni, she also does French like Kieran. She is (like her Mum) a Christian and it took her a while to warm to Dad. The first thing she asked him was, "Do you walk with God?" Bloody hell, poor bastard. She's good now though, and we get along.
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