Classification: Type I
Age: Twenty-four years old.
Someone is feeding or serving me something. I am reclining on a "couch" in a "house." (Neither were more distinct than an idea.) A vast door opens in front of me and I see something that is a violation and an affront. (It is formless and chaotic.) I lurch out of my seat to unleash my wrath upon this thing, but I find myself chained with thick chains by both arms. I know that I am chained of my own accord.
Dream #10: "Shower"
Classification: Type II
Age: Twenty-four years old.
I appear in the character of a government agent. I have a very important purpose to fulfill, some secret function of the bureau for whom I work, but this function is a mystery. I am en route to a certain location whereat I shall fulfill this function (“again” is implied). Along the way it is expedient for me to take respite at a certain way station, as it is ideally situated along the path of my journey. This way station is my home town, the town of my birthplace and upbringing.
Age: Twenty-four years old.
I appear in the character of a government agent. I have a very important purpose to fulfill, some secret function of the bureau for whom I work, but this function is a mystery. I am en route to a certain location whereat I shall fulfill this function (“again” is implied). Along the way it is expedient for me to take respite at a certain way station, as it is ideally situated along the path of my journey. This way station is my home town, the town of my birthplace and upbringing.
Dream #9: "Anima III"
Classification: Type III
Age: Twenty-four years old.
I am outside a church, in the parking lot, at night. It is peaceful. I am walking next to a girl I know, but I know that I am alone. She is aware of my presence, but she is just a visitor to this place. I will let her walk for a while, for I enjoy thinking about her.
Age: Twenty-four years old.
I am outside a church, in the parking lot, at night. It is peaceful. I am walking next to a girl I know, but I know that I am alone. She is aware of my presence, but she is just a visitor to this place. I will let her walk for a while, for I enjoy thinking about her.
Dream #8: "Anima II"
Classification: Type II
Age: Twenty-three years old.
There are a variety of scenes muddled together: a dilapidated apartment, a college dorm room, a brightly-lit forest, a mountain top, etc. In all these scenes the Anima (actually represented by an Anima image and not as before a woman who is later recognized as the Anima) is present engaging in lesbian orgies. There is always an expression of mixed happiness, innocence, and lust on her face. Though I should be outraged or abhorred, I am apathetic.
Age: Twenty-three years old.
There are a variety of scenes muddled together: a dilapidated apartment, a college dorm room, a brightly-lit forest, a mountain top, etc. In all these scenes the Anima (actually represented by an Anima image and not as before a woman who is later recognized as the Anima) is present engaging in lesbian orgies. There is always an expression of mixed happiness, innocence, and lust on her face. Though I should be outraged or abhorred, I am apathetic.
Dream #7: "Anima I"
Classification: Type II
Age: Twenty-three years old.
I walk with a faceless girl through a college parking lot. This girl clings to me and I feel repulsed by her. Suddenly, she turns and points into the distance, and crys out a name in excitement. I look, and see a woman "cloathed in the sun," her face the epitome of beauty, her eyes shining with wisdom, knowledge, kindness, grace, and perfect empathy. This figure stands within a white gazebo as though waiting for someone. The faceless girl approaches her and begins to converse as though nothing were unusual about the situation.
Age: Twenty-three years old.
I walk with a faceless girl through a college parking lot. This girl clings to me and I feel repulsed by her. Suddenly, she turns and points into the distance, and crys out a name in excitement. I look, and see a woman "cloathed in the sun," her face the epitome of beauty, her eyes shining with wisdom, knowledge, kindness, grace, and perfect empathy. This figure stands within a white gazebo as though waiting for someone. The faceless girl approaches her and begins to converse as though nothing were unusual about the situation.
Dream #6: "Skid Row"
Classification: Type III
Age: Approximately twenty years old.
I am walking down a sidewalk on Skid Row (an area within Los Angeles inhabited by homeless people). It is night and the lights of the city shine with a surreal brilliance. All around me is the sound of the night: an instrument being played in some upstairs apartment, the shuffling of the homeless people going about their business, an occasional car or bus passing, an occasional honk or siren in the distance, an occasional cry in the night. It has rained recently; there are puddles everywhere.
Age: Approximately twenty years old.
I am walking down a sidewalk on Skid Row (an area within Los Angeles inhabited by homeless people). It is night and the lights of the city shine with a surreal brilliance. All around me is the sound of the night: an instrument being played in some upstairs apartment, the shuffling of the homeless people going about their business, an occasional car or bus passing, an occasional honk or siren in the distance, an occasional cry in the night. It has rained recently; there are puddles everywhere.
Dream #5: "Ellipse of Bodies"
Classification: Type II
Age: Approximately ninteen years old.
There is an ellipse in a black space filled with naked, writhing human bodies, as if they had been crushed together with the force of their own gravity. “I” am somewhere within this mass. Every “person” in the mass is attempting, desperately, to claw and writhe their way to the surface; those on the surface desperately attempting to hold their position, but inevitably failing and being dragged back to the depths.
The thought: “Is this all?” or “Is this all there is?” or “Is this all that is the case?”
Age: Approximately ninteen years old.
There is an ellipse in a black space filled with naked, writhing human bodies, as if they had been crushed together with the force of their own gravity. “I” am somewhere within this mass. Every “person” in the mass is attempting, desperately, to claw and writhe their way to the surface; those on the surface desperately attempting to hold their position, but inevitably failing and being dragged back to the depths.
The thought: “Is this all?” or “Is this all there is?” or “Is this all that is the case?”
Dream #4: "Golden Space"
Classification: Type III
Age: Eighteen years old.
I am an ethereal being floating in space. This space is infinite as the universe is infinite. It is also composed of a golden light or ether (unlike our space which is black). Before me and around me lie billions, trillions of panes of glass. Each pane is approximately a meter in height, a meter and a half in width, and two centimeters thick. Each pane is set diagonally in this space, as if it had been resting vertically on the longer side and then tilted to a 45 degree angle. These panes are arraigned about two meters apart from each other in rows, columns, and ranks.
Age: Eighteen years old.
I am an ethereal being floating in space. This space is infinite as the universe is infinite. It is also composed of a golden light or ether (unlike our space which is black). Before me and around me lie billions, trillions of panes of glass. Each pane is approximately a meter in height, a meter and a half in width, and two centimeters thick. Each pane is set diagonally in this space, as if it had been resting vertically on the longer side and then tilted to a 45 degree angle. These panes are arraigned about two meters apart from each other in rows, columns, and ranks.
Dream #3: "Haunted Mansion"
Classification: This dream is unique among the rest in that the classification changes mid-way through, beginning as Type II and then changing at a certain point to Type III.
Age: Approximately sixteen to seventeen years old.
[As Type II] The dream begins as an extremely surreal experience, as if I am somehow aware that I am in a dream state, or as if I am a wandering spirit or external soul perceiving the events concerning my earthly form.
There are numerous people on a train. The train derails and crashes into a vast forest. I am somewhere among the people. The survivors, some horribly wounded, begin casting about to seek help, and discover an overgrown dirt road. We all begin to follow it along through the forest. It is dark and difficult, and some of the wounded are lost to the woods.
Age: Approximately sixteen to seventeen years old.
[As Type II] The dream begins as an extremely surreal experience, as if I am somehow aware that I am in a dream state, or as if I am a wandering spirit or external soul perceiving the events concerning my earthly form.
There are numerous people on a train. The train derails and crashes into a vast forest. I am somewhere among the people. The survivors, some horribly wounded, begin casting about to seek help, and discover an overgrown dirt road. We all begin to follow it along through the forest. It is dark and difficult, and some of the wounded are lost to the woods.
Dream #2: "Infinite Hallway"
Classification: Type III
Age: Approximately fourteen to fifteen years old.
I am in my body, as I would naturally be. I am standing rigidly with my arms straight at my side, fingers extended straight, palms facing inward. I face forward as though at attention. I am dressed in some sort of formal attire, black, comfortably fit. My eyes are closed. I am conscious that I am not permitted to move, or rather, that it is an inherent impossibility in this place. Yet I discover that I can open my eyes, and so I do.
Age: Approximately fourteen to fifteen years old.
I am in my body, as I would naturally be. I am standing rigidly with my arms straight at my side, fingers extended straight, palms facing inward. I face forward as though at attention. I am dressed in some sort of formal attire, black, comfortably fit. My eyes are closed. I am conscious that I am not permitted to move, or rather, that it is an inherent impossibility in this place. Yet I discover that I can open my eyes, and so I do.
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