Monday, August 31, 2009

the gate...

Trust in dreams,
for in them
gate to eternity.

Saturday, August 29, 2009

fitzgerald's use of the dream...

"Winter Dreams" is a short story by F. Scott Fitzgerald that first appeared in Metropolitan Magazine in December 1922, and was collected in All The Sad Young Men in 1926. It is considered one of Fitzgerald's finest stories and is frequently anthologized. In the Fitzgerald canon, it is considered to be in the 'Gatsby era', as many of its themes were later expanded upon in his famous novel The Great Gatsby in 1925.

Dexter Green is a middle-class boy who aspires to be part of the "old money" elite. Dexter mentions that he was born in Keeble, Minnesota. His father owns the second most profitable grocery store in the town. He starts out as a teenage golf caddy at a Golf Club in Black Bear Lake, Minnesota, which has been suggested is really White Bear Lake, where Fitzgerald lived for a relatively short time at the Yacht Club. Dexter meets Judy Jones and works under her father, Mortimer Jones, at the club. One day decides he is too old to work there but in reality, he quits his job not because of his age but because he doesn't like feeling inferior to the people for whom he is caddying. After college, Dexter gets involved in a partnership in a laundry business. He returns to the Sherry Island Golf Club and is invited to play golf with the men for whom he once caddied. He encounters Judy Jones again on the golf course, only now she is older and amazingly beautiful. Later in the evening Dexter swims to a raft on the lake, and runs into Judy, who is driving a motor boat. She asks him to take over while she rides on a surfboard attached to the boat. After this encounter, Judy invites Dexter to dinner, where their affair begins. He soon finds that he is one of a dozen men she is stringing along. After about 18 months Dexter becomes engaged to Irene Scheerer, a kind but ordinary looking girl, while Judy is vacationing in Florida. When Judy returns, however, she again captures Dexter's heart and asks him to marry her. Dexter breaks off his engagement with Irene, only to be dropped again by Judy a month later. To deal with his heartbreak, Dexter joins the army to fight in World War I. We next see Dexter several years later as a single, successful New York business man. He meets a client who recalls having attended Judy Jones' wedding. The client describes Judy's husband's alcoholism and torrid affairs, and says that Judy has "faded."

The reality of Judy's life conflicts with Dexter's vision of her, and her downfall destroys Dexter's "winter dreams." The dream of being with her -- an unfulfilled dream -- has kept him from realizing that the glory of his social climb lay in its progression rather than in its fulfillment.

Friday, August 28, 2009

from dreams comes tragedy - aeschylus


Aeschylus (525 BC - 431 BC) is known as the 'Father of Tragedy'. Born in the city of Eleusis, he claims to have started writing tragedies after Dionysus appeared to him in a dream and told him to do so.


Thursday, August 27, 2009

to dream by day...

all men dream
but not equally
those who dream by night
in the dusty recesses of their minds
wake in the day to find that it was vanity:
but the dreamers of the day
are dangerous men
for they may act their dreams
with open eyes
possible -

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

the door...

is the small
hidden door

in the deepest and most intimate
sanctum of the soul,
which opens to that
primeval cosmic night

that was

long before there was conscious ego
and will be
far beyond
what a
conscious ego
could ever reach.

Friday, August 21, 2009


catch a falling dream
and put it in your pocket
never let it go away
catch a flying dream
and put it in your pocket
save it for a

Thursday, August 20, 2009

dream slip...

slip softly into the mist of your dreams
nothing is ever

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

thoreau on dreams...

If you have built castles in the air,
your work need not be lost;
that is where they should be.

Now put the foundations under them.


Our life is twofold; Sleep hath its own world,
A boundary between the things misnamed
Death and existence: Sleep hath its own world,
And a wide realm of wild reality,
And dreams in their development have breath,
And tears, and tortures, and the touch of joy;
They leave a weight upon our waking thoughts,
They take a weight from off waking toils,
They do divide our being; they become
A portion of ourselves as of our time,
And look like heralds of eternity;
They pass like spirits of the past -they speak
Like sibyls of the future; they have power -
The tyranny of pleasure and of pain;
They make us what we were not -what they will,
And shake us with the vision that's gone by,
The dread of vanished shadows -Are they so?
Is not the past all shadow? -What are they?
Creations of the mind?
-The mind can make

Substances, and people planets of its own
With beings brighter than have been, and give
A breath to forms which can outlive all flesh.

Monday, August 17, 2009


Then Love said: "Now shall all things be made clear:
Come and behold our lady where she lies."
These ‘wildering fantasies
Then carried me to see my lady dead.
Even as I there was led,
Her ladies with a veil were covering her
And with her was such a very humbleness
That she appeared to say, "I am at peace."

Dante Gabriel Rossetti’s largest painting depicts Dante’s unrequited love in a quintessential example of the Pre-Raphaelite style.

In the stanza above, Dante tells how in a dream he was led by a personification of Love to the deathbed of his beloved Beatrice. Dante actually met Beatrice only twice in his life. However, he writes that it was her purity that struck him so deeply and caused him to fall hopelessly in love with her. Dante practiced his courtship the medieval way—subtly and behind the scenes. He admired Beatrice from afar and idolized her in his writings.

In the painting, a dreaming Dante is led by Love to Beatrice just before she is carried off from this world forever. Dante’s unrequited love for Beatrice glows as Love gives Beatrice the kiss that Dante never gave.

dreams in visual art - william blake

greek goddess of fertility
later associated with persephone
as goddess of the underworld and protector of witches

the island house -

- lucid dream - may 2009
i dreamed a "long" dream involving someone with whom i was in a relationship for a long period of time - without going into the details of the entire dream, the ending of the dream was the most significant - in the dream, i was at my friend's "home combined with his medical practice" [in reality, he is a physician but does not have his practice in his home] - the house had no walls but had large columns around - everything was in white - i knew that i had to leave and i was to leave alone [very condensed version of entire dream] - as i was leaving, somehow, i was carrying an infant - a baby - i decided that rather than climb a steep hill to get to my car, i would go into a large stream of water which turned out to be much deeper than i had first thought - with a rapid hard current - i held the baby up above my head and while i'm trying to "walk" through the water with the baby, i realize that the current is too strong and too deep for me and that i cannot swim in it and hold the baby - then "i" tell myself that i need to "look at me" in the water to see if the water is above my head and to be sure that "i" am ok - and i do - i am again slightly above me in the water - i see the back of my wet head with my hair dripping down into the water and i see my head "bobbing" up and down as i am trying to reach the bottom to keep my footing - then i see that the water is only to my chin and i watch me navigate better to the shore and know that the worst is over - and then i go back into my dream of me in the water - and awaken -


- night of full moon - june 2009
i was dreaming and knew in the dream that i was dreaming and something seemed to "awaken" a part of me at some point - i "awakened" when i heard an odd sound coming from my mouth and i "thought" i better "see" what was happening because of the weird nature of the sound with my breathing - and the next thing, "i" was slightly above "me" who was still sleeping and at the same time, "i" told "myself" to make the breathing sound again so that "i" could "see" if my lips were moving when it was made - and "i" did and "i" saw my lips moving as "i" made the gutteral sounds while still "sleeping" - and then "i" said to my sleeping self that "i" should awaken because of the breathing problem - and i did - awaken -

Sunday, August 16, 2009

i dream...

i am accustomed
to sleep
my dreams

to imagine
the same things

Saturday, August 15, 2009

my own...

my dreams
were all my own

i accounted for them to nobody
they were my refuge when annoyed
my dearest pleasure
when free

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

found in space...

in dreams
we float
into the


Tuesday, August 11, 2009

fly with your dreams...

fly high fly low fly in fly out fly
all around
let your dreams take you

fly fly fly

Monday, August 10, 2009

central premonitions registry

all my life i have experienced what is referred to by many as "precognitive" dreams - and premonitions not in dreams - premonitions/dreams in which i SEE impending disaster - disastrous events - such as airplane crashes or car crashes - before they actually happen - my travel journal blog outlines just a few of those dreams - those dreams experiences are blogged there because the nature of that blog deals with metaphysical/psychic events overall - however, because i have received a number of emails from others regarding those postings, the following is delivered here so that it may be accessible to more people - one of the issues for me - and my own experiences with such dreams - is that i could find no place to turn with reports of these premonitions - no place that offered help in preventing the dreamed-of incident from occurring - however, in ROB MACGREGOR'S book PSYCHIC POWER: DISCOVER YOUR SIXTH SENSE AT ANY AGE, at pages 62-63, he gives the name of a national registry set up for just these kinds of reportings -

it is the CENTRAL PREMONITIONS REGISTRY which may be found at

please do obtain a copy of macgregor's remarkable book for yourself - not only for dream/premonition experiences - but for a very comprehensive discussion of the psychic powers possessed by us all - and easily read instructions/guidance on how to enhance our own psychic abilities -

the dreams of which i speak in my travel journal blog may be found at

post 08/06/09 - the alan alda crash
post 06/22/09 - dream story
post 06/01/09 - november 22, 2007 dream experience
post 05/25/09 - the maelstrom

Sunday, August 9, 2009

tanterine dreams on the wing...

sail away...

Sail away from

the safe harbor.

Catch the trade winds

in your sails.




Friday, August 7, 2009

i walked beside the evening sea
and dreamed a dream that could not be
the waves that plunged along the shore
said only dreamer, dream no more...




Thursday, August 6, 2009

the reservoir...

dreams are but a reservoir
of knowledge and experience -
yet they are often overlooked
as a vehicle for exploring


Wednesday, August 5, 2009


weave your dreams
up and down

all around
in and out
all about
weave your dreams
all is found
weave your dreams...

Monday, August 3, 2009

i had a dream
which was not
all a dream

dreams on the wing...

hold fast to dreams
for if dreams die
life is a broken-winged bird
that cannot fly

hold fast to dreams
for when dreams go
life is a barren field
frozen with snow