Similar Dreams

Monday November 7, 1988

My best friend dreamt he was driving and stopped by the road. I was there. There were also some bad guys on motorcycles. One of them attacked someone in the car. My friend stuck his pistol into the attacker's eye and pulled the trigger, but the gun did not fire. My friend kept switching guns until he found one that worked.

I dreamt I was riding in my friend's car as we drove through a rough section of a city at night. The car had no top. Just before we made it to the open road, a guy jumped onto the back of the car and attacked me. He was screaming as he grabbed my head. I grabbed his head and pressed my fingers into the guy's right eye. I yelled "Shoot him!". My friend grabbed a pistol from the glove compartment and stuck it into the guy's left eye. I yelled "Shoot!". Then I woke up.


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Dream Telepathy

Saturday November 5, 1988

Friday night I went to a party at a coworker's house. We drank beer and played pool. I felt uncomfortable and conflicted, and I realized why. I used to spend a lot of time drinking beer, playing pool, and smoking cigarettes at pool halls, but I no longer drank, smoked, or played pool. Drinking beer and playing pool made me crave a cigarette and brought back my barroom persona. I realized I acted differently with my boss, with my friends, and in pool halls. This party forced me to accommodate all those roles simultaneously. I realized I needed to merge my behaviors into one consistent self. I noticed there were no ashtrays at the party. When I got home I had a fleeting, unintentional vision of blowing my brains out with my pistol.

Saturday morning my best friend dreamt he was in a room filled with masks hanging from the walls and ceiling. He also dreamt of writing a suicide note. Finally, he dreamt that he was smoking cigarettes and could not find an ashtray. (My friend does not smoke.)


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Waking Projection

Waking Projection

Sunday August 7, 1988

After turning my light off I found myself in an uncomfortable position on my back, but I was too tired to correct it. My head was turned far to the left, my hands were clasped on my chest, and my right leg was bent with my foot pushing on my left knee. I was not yet relaxed when I felt myself projecting. I felt like I was spinning backwards and to the right. The sensation lasted for several seconds. Then I was scooting slowly across a wooden floor. I saw the leg of a bed go by. I became less passive and realized this was my big chance. I was conscious and projected, but I had no plan. I tried to think of what to do and where to go.

Before I tried to go anywhere I rose and floated a few feet above and to one side of a bed. I was looking down at someone lying on the bed, but my vision was fuzzy. I could not see details. The person on the bed appeared to be a male lying on his back. The covers came up to his waist. He was wearing a long-sleeved shirt or pajama top with a dark green and navy pattern. His right hand was moving back and forth on his chest.

Then I was back in my body in the same uncomfortable position. My right hand was rubbing the back of my left hand on my chest. It was clear the person I had seen was me. Judging by the angle and distance from which I had viewed my body, I had been hovering on the far side of the wall beside my bed, seeing through the wall. I was not wearing a shirt or pajama top. The covers were pulled up to my neck.


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Dream Telepathy

Saturday March 26, 1988

Friday night a coworker related one of his hiking experiences to me. He had hiked to within a few yards of a grazing deer. When he got too close for the deer's comfort the deer trotted up the trail and began feeding again. My coworker approached the deer again with the same result. He said he and the deer did the same thing repeatedly for about a mile.

My best friend was sick in bed with the flu. Saturday morning he dreamt he was in the woods with his rifle when he saw some deer. He shot and wounded one. The deer ran away. My friend followed it until he got close enough to shoot again. Again he wounded the deer and it ran away. This cycle continued for several iterations. Finally my friend caught up with the deer and shot it one last time, killing it.


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Dream Telepathy

Friday March 11, 1988

I had a copperhead in a terrarium in my living room. For over a month there had been an upside-down cardboard box completely covering the terrarium and the snake had been dormant. There had been a few warm days and the snake became very active, making noises in the terrarium and moving rocks around.

That night my best friend dreamt he had a dormant copperhead in a box. The snake became active and my friend did not know what to do with it.


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Similar Dreams

Thursday March 3, 1988

I dreamt I was standing on the shore of a lake at night. The scene was pleasant and peaceful. I felt good. I looked to my right (the lake was on my left) and saw the house from which I had come. I could barely see it in the darkness. The house had a back porch with a stairway that went to the ground several yards from the water's edge.

My best friend dreamt that he was at a house on the beach. It was twilight. There was a stairway from the back porch down to the beach. My friend waded in the water. Later he went into the house where a party was in progress.


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Dream Telepathy

Tuesday December 8, 1987

Monday my best friend caught up on reading accumulated newspapers. One of the last things he read before going to sleep was The Phantom comic strip. The Phantom (who lives in a treehouse) got word and journeyed to a faraway kingdom where the dwarf-like Irrondi had awaited his return for many generations. When he got there, the hidden Irrondi quickly passed word of his arrival.

I dreamt I accompanied an old magician to a dense forest. I saw a dwarf dozing on a platform in a tree. The magician went to the next tree, looked up, and waved his arm. A wooden ladder slid down from the tree and he began climbing. I heard furtive movements in the canopy and voices excitedly spreading the word that the king had returned. I realized the magician was the legendary king who had disappeared centuries before. (I do not read The Phantom comic strip.)


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Waking & Dream Telepathy

Monday November 23, 1987

Sunday afternoon I almost called my friend to see if he felt like hiking the Table Rock Trail in the Table Rock State Park. However, it was too late so I didn't call him. Instead I filed a pile of newspaper articles that had been accumulating for two years. I came across an article about the discovery of a "killer" bee colony in a California oil field. I knew it would interest my friend so I decided to make a copy for him. The next item in the pile was a photocopy of the same article and I realized I had already given my friend a copy.

Unknown to me my friend had driven to Table Rock State Park Sunday afternoon and hiked the Carrick Creek Trail. That night he dreamt that a colony of killer bees had been discovered on our company's property and he had been assigned the task of getting rid of it. Our manufacturing company's raw material is oil.


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Dream Telepathy

Wednesday November 11, 1987

My best friend meant to mention to me on Tuesday that he was taking Wednesday off to go to the zoo, but he forgot to tell me so I didn't know about his trip. He went to bed Tuesday night anticipating his zoo visit.

Wednesday morning I dreamt I was watching a turkey vulture on the ground a few feet in front of me. Another turkey vulture joined the first and then a black vulture swooped down and all three flew away. I walked across the road and went out into a field of grazing animals. There was a large kudu-like animal that was beige with long, straight, spiralled horns. There were also llamas and various small sheep, goats, and gazelle-like animals.


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Astral Projection into Someone Else

Tuesday October 7, 1987

I awoke feeling the lift-off feelings of a projection. I was moving but everything was black. I tried to take control and get my sight working, but I lost consciousness briefly and regained consciousness standing at the bottom of a stairway in a basement. I thought I was projected and wanted to prove it. I checked my clothing. I was wearing gray sweat pants and a tee-shirt; clothes I wear when I exercise. I thought this proved I was not dreaming (although I was not wearing those clothes in bed). I looked around the basement and saw old-fashioned horse gear -- saddles, harnesses, etc. I knew I had gone back in time. I still didn't know where I was or why and I felt apprehensive. I decided to fly up the stairs and explore the house. I discovered I could not fly. I slowly crept up the stairs and opened the door. There were two guys in the room. I didn't recognize either man but I knew I knew them. They greeted me and said they had been looking for me. I tried to act like I knew them and like nothing was wrong. I said I'd just been down in the basement. Then I lost consciousness.

This is one of several astral experiences I've had in which I seemed to inhabit someone else's body briefly. It is as if my astral body replaces theirs for awhile. I've labelled these experiences "being someone else".


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Dream Telepathy

Wednesday May 27, 1987

I watched a bad movie Tuesday night. Terrorists working for an old Nazi kidnapped a busload of tourists. The terrorists were four women and a oafish male brute who drove. Back at the hideout there was in-fighting within the gang. Some of the hostages were shot, some were bound, others were only watched. The ninja hero killed terrorists with bows -- conventional and crossbows. At one point he pretended to play a guitar using a tennis racket as his guitar.

My best friend dreamt he was on a bus with other people. The driver was a male who was different -- an outsider. Four women were with my friend. At one point they pinned Nazi medals on him. In another part he picked up a guitar (that he knew he couldn't play) and began playing. There was conflict within the group and some people were shot. My friend killed a big man using a conventional bow and arrow. It took several arrows. My friend wished that he had his crossbow, with which he was more skillful.


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Dream Telepathy

Wednesday April 15, 1987

Tuesday at work my best friend asked a female coworker who was going out briefly, to bring back two hot dogs. She said she might eat one hotdog a year. He said, "Well, today's the day." She did not get any hotdogs.

I wasn't present during that conversation and didn't hear about it until discussing dreams with my best friend the next day. Tuesday night (Wednesday morning) I dreamt I went with the same female coworker to get gas. She went into the store while I pumped the gas. After I finished, I went into the store. She had just bought two hotdogs and handed me one.


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Similar Dreams

Thursday February 19, 1987

My best friend dreamt that he was with someone looking into a box of snakes. He could not remember the story surrounding the scene.

I dreamt I entered an old temple to see the snakes there. I found a row of boxes built into the wall. There was a poisonous snake inside each box. I walked from box to box carefully looking at each snake.


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Similar Dreams

Tuesday February 17, 1987

My best friend had a dream in which he was confronted with two humanoids. They looked human, but there was something strange about them. He wondered if they were aliens. He noticed a line around their necks as if their heads were removable.

I dreamt I was face-to-face with a pale, hairless man who I knew was not really human. I wondered if he was a product of genetic experimentation, or an android. I noticed a line on his neck beneath his ears. It showed where the covering over the back of his head did not fit snugly.


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Dream Telepathy

Monday January 5, 1987

My best friend watched a TV show about mangrove jungles and visualized Man's encroachment on the jungles in the form of concrete cubes about five feet on a side. Then he watched a show about the Battle of the Bulge in which many German tanks were stranded without gas due to overly-long supply lines.

I dreamt my friend and I were hiking along a cross-country gas pipeline. There were concrete structures about 4 feet high and 5 feet square along the pipeline. The structures were anti-tank mines built in the early 1950's due to national concern over the possibility of a continental attack on the United States.

Parallels: Concrete blocks about 5 feet square, cross-country gas supply line, tanks, World War II.


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Dream Telepathy

Sunday January 4, 1987

My best friend dreamt he was walking along a lake shore when a giant salamander attacked him. He took evasive action and blocked the salamander's bite with his arm. The teeth were short and rough so the bite merely abraded the skin of my friend's forearm. He was concerned that the bite might be poisonous.

The same night I dreamt I was swimming in a shallow bay when I spotted a shark's fin. I swam to the nearest shore to avoid the shark. As I climbed out of the water onto the bank I cut my left forearm on something sharp. I examined the wound (which was not bad), however, I was concerned about the possibility of infection.

Parallels: bay/lake, evasive action from dangerous water creature, minor wound on forearm, concern over complications with wound.


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False Awakenings

Friday December 19. 1986

I was trying to get to sleep when I felt the internal motion sensations I associate with leaving my body. I felt like I was moving and switched directions three times. Then I tried to visit my best friend by visualizing him. I lost consciousness. I regained consciousness lying in bed but I felt like something was wrong. I reached up and flipped the switch to turn my bedside light on but the light did not come on. I flipped the switch off and on again, but the light still didn't turn on. I turned my head to look at the red digital bedside clock and saw that it was not on either. I realized my power must have gone off. I was afraid I wouldn't wake up in time for work.

I got out of bed and saw items strewn about all over the bedroom floor. I realized I had awakened in another dimension. Suddenly loud radio music startled me. I wanted to turn it off before it awoke my neighbors. I found the radio on the floor and tried to unplug it, but discovered the plug was not plugged into an electrical outlet. The music stopped. I saw a television burning on the floor. I wondered if my fire extinguisher was operational. Then I walked to the window and looked out at the courtyard. I saw multifaceted prismatic images all over the courtyard. It looked as if the courtyard was filled with scores of doorways leading into other dimensions.

While I was looking at the amazing images I awoke in bed. I was relieved. I reached up and flipped on the bedside light, but nothing happened. I was still in the wrong dimension. I kept fading in and out of consciousness. Each time I became conscious I reached up and flipped the light switch. Twice the light came on separated by attempts when the light did not come on. Suddenly I awakened for real due to a dog barking. My bedside clock said it was 2:00 AM.


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Similar Dreams

Wednesday September 3, 1986

Tuesday evening my father brought a small chest of drawers and a couch to my apartment for me. While carrying the couch into the living room, I brushed a wasp nest in the doorway. My father and I talked about it. A few minutes later while carrying the chest upstairs I heard what sounded like loose BBs in the drawers. I mentioned them to my father. I also told him about my best friend's pet tarantula.

That night my best friend dreamt that he was standing in a doorway shooting at a wasp nest with a BB gun. Later, he dreamt there were several tarantulas clinging to his clothes.

Parallels: wasp nests, doorways, BBs, tarantulas


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Similar Dreams

Monday September 1, 1986

My best friend dreamt he was visiting his parents when a nuclear war began. They watched the flashes in the distance.

I dreamt I was in a large mall trying to get back to the side I was supposed to be on when a nuclear war began. I watched blue nuclear lightning bolts disintegrating people. (In reality I was visiting my parents in North Carolina.)


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Dream Telepathy

Monday August 18, 1986

Sunday night I cut my hair for the first time in several months. I used two mirrors and examined my hair from several angles. I was impressed by what little hair I had and how quickly it was receding.

The same night my closest friend dreamt that he was balding. He saw his head from several perspectives and was disturbed by his hair loss. My friend is not balding. Thinning hair is not one of his concerns.


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Similar Dreams

Wednesday July 30, 1986

My friend dreamt of sweeping the sidewalk in front of his apartment building. In the dream he thought it was strange since he never sweeps anywhere except the area in front of his door, and he does that rarely.

I dreamt my father got angry at me for eating slowly. He abruptly went outside to sweep the sidewalk with the understanding that I would finish eating quickly and be done before he returned. I thought his behavior was strange.


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Similar Dreams

Saturday July 26, 1986

My best friend dreamt that he won $1000 which he received in the form of several checks of differing values. The checks were all together in an envelope. He was mildly disappointed that he had only won $1000 instead of a larger amount.

I dreamt that my boss was owed several thousand dollars by someone who could not pay. He asked me if I could give him some money. I told him I could only afford to give him $1000. He said that would help, but he would still rather have the entire sum. I got out my wallet and counted out $1000 worth of bills which I gave to him.


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Dream Telepathy

Tuesday July 22, 1986

Monday night my best friend went to eat late at Chick-Filet. He ordered some waffle-fried potatoes with the meal. The cook made him wait for a new batch of fries. My friend was in a hurry and was perturbed by the fact that there were plenty of fries already cooked. He wanted to serve himself from the old batch of fries and leave. As he waited, the cook began throwing the old fries away.

That night I dreamt I was eating late somewhere with my friend. I picked up a small plate of fries that looked old and soggy. My friend called to me from a different counter where there were fresh hot fries. I put the ones I had back and noticed the cooks were taking the food away and closing. As I tried to get across the room before the new fries were removed, my friend served himself by going behind the counter and getting a plate of fries for me. The cook quickly took the rest of the food away.


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Projection with Dual Consciousness

Saturday June 28, 1986

I was trying to sleep late but the screams from children at the swimming pool in the complex's courtyard kept disturbing me. I was trying to get back to sleep when I felt my astral body separating. Suddenly I was flying through outer space. I did not experience a break in consciousness. I watched the distant, unevenly-spaced stars in all directions as I flew. Then I noticed I was not flying straight but following a faint curved trail I could barely perceive in the blackness ahead. At one point I slowed down quickly, changed direction, and accelerated to my previous speed. Finally there was an abrupt deceleration followed by a gentle feeling of sinking. The blackness around me was filled with tiny white spots moving upwards. I could not tell if I was moving down through them or if I was stationary and they were rising past me. They were too close to be stars. They reminded me of carbonation bubbles floating toward the surface of a drink.

Then I was standing near the center of a room facing one of the corners. The room felt familiar, like I belonged there. There was a large, slightly slanted, drafting table with a long fluorescent light attached. To the right of the drafting table was a desk. On the left were floor-to-ceiling shelves. The shelves, table, and desk were all cluttered with stacks of books and papers. As I examined the room I could feel myself lying in bed and I could hear the children at the swimming pool. I realized the room must not be real. I tried blinking to see if the room would change. It did not. Then I decided to look behind me so that if the room was a product of my mind it would have to be recreated when I looked forward again. I shifted my perception to behind me and then forward. The room was different. Instead of the previous furniture there was a bed piled with unsorted laundry. For some reason I believed the new room to be more accurate than the previous one. I felt like I needed to perform more tests to figure out where I really was. Then I was startled by a child's scream at the swimming pool and found myself wide awake in bed. The experience was over.


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Dream Projections & False Awakenings

Sunday April 13, 1986

This was a strange night. I was lying in bed trying to got to sleep when I felt my astral body separating. I felt myself fly up and to the right. Then I was flying prone like Superman, perhaps 200-300 mph. I remember seeing reds and purples above and below me as I flew. I decided to try to go visit my best friend. As soon as I visualized my friend and tried to take control I was awake back in my physical body, or so it seemed. I looked around the bedroom, closed my eyes, and tried to project again. (It was only later upon remembering the experience that I realized the bedroom I looked around was not mine.)

Very soon I felt my astral body separating again, and again I flew quickly up and to the right. This time I visualized the full moon. Instantly I found myself flying like Superman through a deep canyon on the moon. Pale yellowish-beige canyon walls zoomed past as I flew. Suddenly I was conscious back in bed again. I had been disturbed by two guys talking quietly in the corner of my bedroom. I was quite irritated that here I was making the best projection progress I'd made in months and there were two guys in my bedroom talking. (In retrospect, this was not my real bedroom either, and there were not two guys in my bedroom.)

I decided to climb out my window into my tree house where I could try to project undisturbed. I climbed into the tree house and was surprised to see an old girlfriend sitting on the floor, with her head hung in sadness. I lifted her face in my hands and looked into her eyes. There was no rapport. I said, "There are lot of miles between us." Then I moved to the corner of the room, lay down, tried to project again, and lost consciousness. (There's no tree house outside my bedroom window.)


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Precognitive Dream

Wednesday March 26, 1986

Wednesday night I was going to drive to visit my parents in another state. Early Wednesday morning I had a precognitive dream about my visit.

I dreamt I arrived in my parents' driveway, got out of the car, and floated up to the second story at the back of the split-level house. I floated into the computer room and was nearly overwhelmed by the strong odor of something that smelled like varnish or turpentine.

That evening I drove to my parents' house. After I had been there an hour or so, at about 10:30 PM, I smelled something that smelled like turpentine. I investigated. There was a bedspread laid out on the computer room floor to dry. The odor in the computer room was overpowering. I instantly recognized the location and smell as identical to what I had experienced in my dream that morning.

A few minutes before, my mother had accidentally overturned a bottle of cleaning fluid on her bed. She had put the bedspread in the computer room at the opposite end of the house to air out.


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Dream Telepathy

Tuesday March 25, 1986

A close friend was dozing Monday evening at home. There was a TV show on in which people were discussing income tax forms. The people kept confusing each other by not being clear about whether they were talking about current tax laws or proposed legislation. My friend was interested but he was too sleepy to keep up. (Both of us had completed our tax forms over a month earlier.)

I dreamt that my friend and I visited a coworker's house for dinner. Our coworker's wife and another guest were there. They talked about an important clause on the current tax form and how my friend and I could probably use it. They talked about how controversial the clause was and said Congress was debating whether to keep it on next year's form. The other guest walked over and turned on the television. A few minutes later he came back from watching the TV and said Congress had just voted to keep the clause.


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Dream Telepathy

Friday January 31, 1986

I got up with a bad sore throat on Friday morning. I wanted to call in sick, but duty prevailed and I went to work. Shortly after arriving at work I noticed I no longer had a sore throat.

A close friend and coworker thought he woke up at 7:30. He had a sore throat. He decided to take a sick day. He tried to call the secretary to say he wouldn't be coming in, but her line was busy. He went back to sleep. He next awoke (he thought) in a house he had lived in many years earlier. He felt terrible with a bad sore throat. Someone walked past his bedroom door and he tried to call to them but his voice was too weak and they didn't hear him. He went back to sleep. Then he awoke for real, the first time, at his regular time to get up for work. He did not have a sore throat.


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Overlapping Dreams

Sunday December 22, 1985

I was in North Carolina. A close friend was in South Carolina.

I dreamt I was at a mud bank setting a complex trap for catching fossils. The apparatus consisted of net, rope, line, hooks, and bait. I had to finish before a small stunned mammal on a hook awakened and bit me. I was trying to teach someone behind me the skills and subtleties of setting the trap. I was frustrated that the person wasn't getting it, but I had to hurry about my work regardless of whether or not he understood.

The same night my friend dreamt that he wandered away from the main dream setting and stopped in front of a mud bank where someone was working on something. He watched awhile, did not understand the activity, and left.


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Dream Telepathy

Sunday December 1, 1985

My best friend was visiting his parents in another state. Saturday evening he rode an old bicycle his father had repaired. It was the first time he had ridden a bicycle in many years and he was a little shaky. He rode down a hill away from home and then uphill towards home. His legs got tired going up the hill and he experimented with the gears. The bike was a three-speed with the gearshift in the right handgrip and a little dial in front of the handgrip indicating the current gear. He was in a hurry because it was late and misting rain.

I dreamt that I was shakily riding a three-speed bicycle uphill towards home. My legs were tired and I changed gears with my right hand. I then looked at the dial in front of the right handgrip to verify my new gear. I was in a hurry because it was gray and misty and almost dark.


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Dream Telepathy

Saturday November 30, 1985

My best friend was visiting his parents in another state. He and his parents spent Friday computer shopping. He looked at much computer paraphernalia including flow diagrams and printer literature in which he kept noticing the word "font". His father's name is "Harry".

I dreamt I was at my parents' house in another state. I was reading a book about the structure of language. The book had bubble diagrams and computer printouts. I noticed the word "font" in the caption to a printout. ("Font" was not a word I was accustomed to seeing in 1985, which is why it made an impression on me, just as it impressed my friend as he computer shopped.) My first cousin was there talking to me as I read. His name is "Harry".


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Dream Telepathy

Wednesday November 27, 1985

This incident was unusual in that it wasn't with a close friend. The only way to discover if a dream is telepathic is to talk about it with the participants, which is awkward with casual friends or coworkers. My dream was about a lady who worked in another group in the same building where I worked. I was not aware of ever having dreamt about her before.

I dreamt the lady and I were working together in a one-story data processing center at a school. The building was on a grassy hill overlooking a lake. We were at a business meeting watching a movie and whispering to each other. As we talked I ate the last half of the Butterfinger candy bar she had been holding.

When I told the lady about my dream she was surprised by how it reflected reality. She had worked in our building for less than two years. She said her previous job had been in a one-story data processing center at a university. The building was on a grassy hill beside a lake. She said she frequently ate a Butterfinger candy bar instead of lunch.


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Telepathy

Monday November 18, 1985

I dreamt of watching a car crash into a telephone pole. The car was in the air and hit the pole a few feet off the ground. A section of the pole was broken out by the car, but the rest of the pole remained upright hanging by the wires. That morning at work I mentioned to a good friend that I'd had a vivid dream that morning I wanted to tell him about later.

During a slow period at work that morning my friend sat in his cubicle daydreaming. He held a pencil upright on his desk and pretended it was a telephone pole. Then he started throwing an eraser at it pretending the eraser was a car. He wondered about the fact that we have lined our streets and highways with telephone poles that are so dangerous to motorists. He thought about the possibility of designing poles that would easily break away at the bottom when struck by automobiles.


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Dream Telepathy

Monday October 21, 1985

Saturday afternoon my closest friend ordered a new car without telling anyone. He ordered an American car that would come from Detroit. He had kept his car shopping to himself. I did not know he was considering getting a new car.

Monday morning I dreamt that my friend, an older man, and I were talking. The man was explaining to my friend how long it would be before the new car he had ordered would be delivered from up north.


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Dream Telepathy

Sunday October 20, 1985

My best friend went to K-Mart Saturday night. While he was there he noticed a blue light flashing over the infants department indicating a "blue light special". The next day, Sunday, he had an unusual desire for fried chicken and ate at Kentucky Fried Chicken. He had not eaten fried chicken for quite a while.

Sunday morning (while visiting my family in another state) I dreamt I was sitting in a lounge chair in a parking lot waiting for some event. A guy I did not know walked up eating fried chicken. I commented on how good it looked and smelled, and he gave me the rest of the leg he was eating. I hesitated, but then took the chicken and ate it. It was good. While I was eating, I noticed some commotion a short distance away under a blue light. I did not understand what was happening since I could see that there was no police car. Under the light there was something that looked like a baby buggy or a grocery cart.


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Dream Telepathy

Tuesday September 10, 1985

Monday night a close friend read about how rats are selling at higher prices than chickens for eating in China. Then he went outside and watched the commotion where a man had cornered a snake on a grassy hillside beside the wall of a building. The snake was black and white. My friend thought it was a king snake.

I dreamt I intervened where a snake had cornered a mouse on a grassy hillside. I helped the mouse escape into a crown-like container on top of my head. I then baked the mouse and ate part of it thinking it looked and tasted like a baked chicken thigh. Then I was in the basement of the house where I grew up. My brother was taking a snake out of a terrarium that was in the place where a black and white television had been when we lived there.


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Dream Telepathy with Time Shift

Monday September 2, 1985

Sunday night I read a questionable account about Indian gurus who allowed themselves to be buried alive and months later were dug up, still alive!

On Monday I played a Star Trek game for several hours on my parents' personal computer with my brother. We were frustrated by the large number of times we had to shoot the Klingon ships before they were destroyed. We had to stop our last game before it was over.

Early Monday morning a close friend in another state dreamt he was on an archaeological expedition. He dug up several people who were miraculously still alive. Then there were three enemies that looked like Klingons. My friend and several Star Trek characters shot the Klingons over and over with phasers before the Klingons finally died.


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Dream Telepathy

Sunday September 1, 1985

A close friend was spending the weekend with his parents in another state. His mother had mentioned a newspaper article to him which he had intended to read but had not gotten around to reading. One of the things she commented on from the article had to do with the number of public restrooms per thousands of people in Russia. My friend went to bed and dreamt of performing a space walk to repair his ship while orbiting one of Jupiter's moons. He was very concerned about the possibility of accidentally puncturing his suit with one of his tools.

I dreamt I was on a space mission. I was very concerned about a fellow astronaut's space suit. The owner of the suit had died and the suit did not fit the replacement astronaut properly. Later I dreamt of entering a small restroom on my way to a meeting. The restroom was absolutely filthy. I knew it's condition was due to the fact that it was the only facility for use by nearly 500,000 people going to the meeting.


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Overlapping Dreams

Thursday August 22, 1985

A close friend and I both dreamt of driving in the country as part of a longer dream. We both dreamt of stopping at a small country store. My friend dreamt he was wandering around the store looking for the proprietor. He remembered going outside and talking to someone in the parking area before going back in.

I dreamt of driving away from town to get my thoughts together after arguing with someone. When I was ready to return I looked for a place to turn around. I saw a little country store ahead on the right. I pulled into the parking area and saw my friend coming out of the store. I stopped and spoke with him briefly and then had a disoriented moment trying to figure out which way I was going. My friend directed me away from town since that's the way he saw me heading when I pulled in. I drove off in that direction, remembered that I had simply pulled into the store to turn around, turned around, and drove back to town.


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Dream Telepathy

Wednesday August 21, 1985

I watched the TV show "In Search of... Moon Madness" with Leonard Nimoy Tuesday night. I turned it off and went to bed before the show was over.

My closest friend dreamt of being in a spaceship that had problems. He and some others escaped from the ship to the ground below in a lunar landing module. After landing, Spock (Leonard Nimoy) was present, but there was something wrong with him. There were two Spocks -- one seemed unnatural and the other seemed normal.


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Astral Projection with Dual Consciousness

Monday August 12, 1985

I lay on my back trying to astral project from 10:30 PM to 12:30 AM. At 12:30 I gave up and decided to go to sleep. I rolled onto my stomach and turned my head to the left. A couple of minutes later I felt the internal motion sensations I've learned to associate with astral body separation. I felt my astral body move away from my physical body. My vision was very fuzzy. There was a faintly-illuminated, out-of-focus object in the center of my field of vision. It was as if I was looking through spun glass or cotton. The illuminated area in the center caused a tunnel-like effect in my perception. The object I was trying to focus on looked like it was five or six feet away.

I moved my head to get better focus and several things happened at once -- the object I was looking at moved, I became disoriented momentarily, and everything went black. A few seconds later I felt somewhat stabilized and my vision returned. I could see the light object I'd been looking at. It was my physical head! My head was lifted slightly up off the pillow and looking at me. My physical eyes were open. Suddenly I was aware and perceiving from both bodies simultaneously. Through my physical eyes I could see the bedside table and the bedroom wall directly behind the table. Astrally I could see my physical face looking at me. I felt disoriented for a few seconds and then stabilized.

I realized that to see my physical body from the angle and distance my view indicated, I was seeing through the bedroom wall and the bedside table. I wondered if those physical obstacles were why my vision was so poor. However astral vision works, I was looking through solid objects to see my body. Then I wondered if the gray fuzziness was because I was looking through my astral cord. I studied the area between me and my body trying to ascertain whether or not there was a cord. I couldn't see a cord and deduced that if one was there I was looking straight down it.

I kept feeling unstable like the experience was about to end. I guessed that the instability was because I was only five or six feet from my body. I figured if I could get away I could extend and clarify the experience. I visualized my best friend sleeping in bed and myself standing next to his bed. Nothing happened. I tried to fly straight up into the air like Superman, but was jostled and disoriented again by movements in both bodies. I looked at my face again and realized what was so unnerving. My past experiences of looking at my own face were always in a mirror. When I look in a mirror my reflection always does exactly what I do, but opposite. If I move my right the mirror image moves its left. In this situation my face and upper body were making the same movements I was making in the astral, which was very unmirror-like. When I moved my astral right, my body moved its physical right. That difference was quite disorienting.

At least three times, I tried to move and briefly became disoriented. Finally I made another strong attempt to fly away. The result was feeling motion and a big jolt. Suddenly I was completely back in the physical, propped up on my right elbow, and staring at the wall behind the bedside table. The bizarre experience was over.


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Dream Telepathy

Wednesday August 7, 1985

I went to sleep designing my record album data base -- categories, sort keys, data fields, etc. I was also thinking about how to test my stereo's microphone which I had just soldered. The problem was that I had just recorded on my last blank tape. My project leader at work had criticized me that day. I was frustrated by his comments. Those were the topics I was thinking about as I fell asleep.

That night a close friend dreamt of looking through record albums while I stood behind him watching impatiently. Finally he tried to tape some music and was irritated to discover that he had used all of his blank tapes.


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Overlapping Dreams

August 1985 (first week, day not recorded)

A close friend dreamt that the Three Stooges used NLP (neuro-linguistic programming) techniques to achieve their success. Some girls tried to teach him a song that for some reason he could not learn. Then he visited a giant restroom.

The same night I dreamt that several girls tried to help me write down the notes to a song I did not know. I could not remember the song no matter how many times they sang it. After each note, I made the girls sing the next note. They could only comply if they did the dance move that went with that note. I thought how NLP students would enjoy the way the girls stored the notes kinesthetically. While the girls were teaching me I looked to the right down a long hallway. At the far end I saw my friend walk into view, turn, and go into a restroom.


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Dream Telepathy

Friday July 19, 1985

I spent a miserable night trying to find and catch or kill a cricket that prevented me from sleeping for more than a few minutes at a time before it would start chirping again. Of course every time I got up and started looking for it, the cricket would stop chirping.

The same night a close friend dreamt there was a cricket in his room. He searched for, found, and caught the cricket, which he then fed to his pet tarantula. He had the same dream (with only trivial differences) several times during that night.


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Dream Projection & False Awakening

Tuesday July 2, 1985

This was one of my strangest astral projections. I had just visited my parents in the home where I grew up in North Carolina. It was my first night back in my home in South Carolina.

I became conscious in pitch blackness and knew I was projected. I also knew I was standing vertically a few inches off of the floor. I was slowly swaying and bobbing back and forth. I couldn't see anything.

I raised my right hand in front of my face and concentrated on sending psychic energy to my hand to make it visible. I remembered what I had learned about directing energy into my hand for healing and for spoon bending. I waved my hand back and forth as I tried to send energy into it.

After several seconds my hand began glowing a faint green, like watch hands used to glow in the dark. I wondered if somehow I was making my body's phosphorous accumulate in my hand. I could see trails as I waved my hand, as if whatever was glowing in my hand could not keep up with my hand's movements. I wondered if instead the trails were afterimages, although astral eyes do not have the chemical processes of physical eyes. I continued to wave my green hand back and forth in front of my face as I tried to understand what I was seeing. My middle three fingers were so bright they had halos extending out into the air around them. My little finger, thumb, hand, wrist, and arm were also glowing green, but they were very pale.

I decided to see if I could shoot a flashlight-like beam from my palm. I held my palm facing outward and concentrated on making light shoot from my palm to illuminate whatever it hit. I was not successful.

I held my left hand up too and began waving both hands back and forth in front of my face. I wanted to be able to fully see my surroundings. I concentrated on gaining full vision. Suddenly I felt a shifting motion and I projected again, backwards about a foot or more. I could see my first astral body from behind. It was standing about a foot away waving its arms in front of its face. I could also see my newly-projected body's hands waving back and forth in front of my face. Both bodies were in the same position doing the same motions. I thought how strange it was to project from my astral body into a second astral body.

Then I woke up. I felt fully conscious and awake. I was standing in the doorway of my childhood bedroom, facing across the hallway. I didn't understand how I had been asleep while standing. I remembered driving back to South Carolina. I didn't understand how I was in North Carolina. I wondered if I was asleep and dreaming, or if I was astral travelling. I discounted both ideas since I was obviously completely awake in the physical. When I wondered if I was astral travelling the memory of the astral experience I had just had came flooding back. I rehearsed it repeatedly because I did not want to forget it. I kept reviewing the arm-waving projection experience until I was convinced I would remember it.

Then I really awoke in my bed in South Carolina. I was astounded by the clarity of the experience and thoroughly baffled by my misperception of being fully awake in the physical when I wasn't. I don't think that had ever happened before.


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Dream Telepathy

Sunday June 30, 1985

I dreamt my mouth was about to be operated on. The doctor was going to hollow out my molars.

Three days later my mother told me that my father had an infection underneath one of his molars. She said due to his allergies the doctor was afraid to inject antibiotics to kill the infection. She said the infection was spreading into the surrounding tissue. She said the next Monday a doctor was going to do exploratory surgery under the tooth. He was going to clean out as much of the infection as possible.

I had not known anything about my father's infection.


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Precognitive Dream

Wednesday May 15, 1985

At the time of this dream I was Safety Coordinator for my company's Information Processing Center in which I had my office. I had responsibilities that included evacuation plans, fire and security control panels that alerted a local response team, fire extinguishers (including an automated Halon system in the computer room), and more. I was very alert to safety issues.

I dreamt I was eating lunch when I was interrupted by a small fire. I quickly put out the fire and looked up at the smoke detectors on the ceiling. I worried that the smoke would set off fire alarms alerting and disturbing everyone in the building. I knew the time was between 11:00 AM and 12:00 PM. My first thought upon waking from the dream was that it was prophetic and the building's fire alarms would go off that day.

Later that day I was eating lunch in the break room when a coworker hurried in to tell me the fire alarm was ringing in the computer room. The time was 12:36 PM EDT. We had been on daylight saving time for about two weeks. The eastern standard time was 11:36 AM.


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Psychometry & Telepathy

Saturday May 4, 1985

I visited a friend and tried to perform several psychometric readings. Some of my impressions were weak and apparently inaccurate. Here's a record of the successful readings.

My friend handed me an Oriental wooden box.
I saw a small table, smaller than a card table and larger than a TV table. I saw human teeth and handcrafted German wall clocks.
My friend said he had bought the box in the early seventies in a shop at Disney World's Magic Kingdom. He remembered the shop had German clocks hanging on the walls. As he was leaving the shop he embarrassed himself by tripping over a wooden table that was the size I described. The box was a puzzle box and my friend did not remember how to open it. Nor did he know what was in it. He experimented with the box and finally got it open. To our surprise all it contained was several human teeth.

My friend handed me a carved, varnished, wooden frog -- like you might see in a shop selling African handicrafts.
I saw a Frisbee and a woofle ball, and tried to stop since I had expected to see art objects. My friend made me continue. I saw jelly beans, Mexican jumping beans, jacks, and several board games.
My friend said the frog was his longest-owned possession. He said it was given to him when he was a pre-schooler and he had kept it with the toys in his toy chest throughout his childhood.

Twice while my friend was in another room looking for suitable objects, I had strong impressions and called to him. Once I yelled that I saw a writing pen and he yelled back that one was in his hand. A short time later I yelled, "Are you thinking about your rabbit's foot?", and he was! I did not even know he owned a rabbit's foot.

My friend handed me an unused musket bullet.
I saw an aquarium with no water in it, skulls, seashells, coral, green plastic plants, aquarium rocks, a wooden porch, an electric chandelier, sloppy shelves, and a snake skin.
My friend was amazed. He said at one of his former houses there was a small wooden back porch with untidy shelves. There was a terrarium containing gerbils and the musket bullet. On the shelves were rocks, seashells, coral, plastic plants, animal skulls, and a snake skin. The porch was off the dining room which had an electric chandelier.


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Psychometry

Wednesday May 1, 1985

I had recently been introduced to psychometry and I had received accurate impressions from two objects I had tried to read. I told a friend about my experience. One evening at his house I decided to try again. The experiment was quite successful. Here's a record of my readings.

The object was a wristwatch my friend retrieved from another room.
My impressions: I saw a buckeye, a field filled with stumps, a green or yellow marble, a pretty girl (whom I described in detail) whose name sounded like "M", and a blue button.
My friend said one buckeye had been in the box containing the watch for years, he used to frequent a stumpy field while wearing the watch, the box with the watch contained one marble -- a clear marble with an interior design that was green on one side and yellow on the other, while wearing the watch he had been friends with a girl who matched my description and whose name was "Kim", and the box containing the watch also contained one loose gray button.

The object was a book my friend retrieved from the other room. (I did not record the title).
My impressions: I said "money" and "coinage" (which did not seem related to the book).
My friend went to the other room, came back, and said books on investments had been on either side of the book on the same shelf, and his coin collection was on the shelf above the book.

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Precognitive Dream

Wednesday, May 1, 1985

On Wednesday morning I had a dream in which I was in a room with a girl who had built a strange contraption out of a telephone, vacuum cleaner, and typewriter. The girl was on my left. Two young gray-suited businessmen came into the room. They were on my right. They tried to convince me to buy the machine. I could see that the machine was moving, but I did not understand its utility. I decided the machine would not be useful to me.

When I awakened from that dream I could not see how it related to any recent experiences or anything I had been thinking about. The dream seemed surreal and out of place in an otherwise normal night of dreaming.

I was a programmer for a large international corporation. On Thursday my boss unexpectedly asked me to represent the systems development group at a meeting with our operations manager and salesmen from another company. The meeting was outside of my normal job responsibilities and I was apprehensive. I entered the meeting room and felt a rush of deja vu. The operations manager was on my left and two young men wearing gray suits were on my right. The two young men explained how this piece of software they wanted to sell us would solve our remote printing problems. They ran a demonstration of the software and the demonstration failed. The men explained that the software had been written in BASIC by one of their company's customers and was not yet perfected. I did not understand the details of how the software was supposed to handle the remote printing problems we had not been able to solve internally. The men were unable to explain the details in a way that made sense to me. I recommended to my boss that we not buy the software.

The more I thought about the dream and the meeting, the more amazed I was at the warning my subconscious had given me. I was going to be in a stressful situation outside my comfort zone, and my boss was relying on my judgement for the whole programming group. It would have been detrimental to my self-esteem and to my credibility within the group if I had recommended software that would not work for us.

Similarities between the dream and the meeting included the following:
four person meeting,
two young men wearing gray suits on my right,
fourth person in room was on my left ,
the young men were salesmen,
the product demonstration showed no useful results,
the salesmen could not explain how the product worked,
the product had been built by a third party,
my feeling of apprehension and confusion,
both devices dealt with communications and printing,
both devices sucked. (grin)

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Dream Telepathy

Monday morning, April 29, 1985

I went alone to see the movie "Mask" Sunday night. I was affected by the central motorcycle gang and the pleasant memories it invoked from my pool-playing days.

My best friend dreamt of a confrontation with a motorcycle gang.


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Dream Telepathy

Friday, February 2, 1985

Unknown to me a close friend spent his evening watching other people play pool. He did not play.

That night I dreamt of attempting to play pool with a disinterested and uncooperative opponent. (I was an avid pool player prior to 1981, but after 1981 I played less often than once a year.)


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Dream Telepathy

Early Wednesday morning, January 30, 1985

I did not eat breakfast cereal and I had not bought, eaten, or looked at cereals in years. I never went down the cereal aisle when I shopped for groceries. Tuesday evening I went grocery shopping. I decided to buy some cereal. I spent about ten minutes in the cereal aisle being amazed at the multitude of choices and the abundance of monsters pictured on the boxes (i.e. Booberry, Frankenberry, Count Chocula, Donkey Kong, Donkey Kong Jr., E.T., Gremlins, and so on).

That night a close friend dreamt of fighting a "monster-man" on a rooftop. After a struggle, my friend managed to throw the monster-man off of the roof. He quickly went to the edge to watch the monster fall. My friend was surprised to see the monster fall into a giant cereal box. The monster landed in the cereal and sank out of sight.


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Dream Telepathy

Early Sunday morning, January 27, 1985

Unbeknownst to me a good friend spent the weekend in another state visiting his parents. He spent Saturday afternoon working with his father to build a bird cage for a conure. He and his father built a frame and then wrapped wire screen around the frame.

I dreamt of being on a porch (open on three sides) with the same friend. We were hastily putting screen around the porch to keep the birds out. There were no birds yet, but we knew there soon would be.


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Clairvoyance

early 1984

For a couple of days I had noticed oil spots under where my car had been parked at home and at work. I meant to check the oil but kept forgetting.

One night I became conscious in my astral body. I was opening the hood of my car. I checked the oil. It was dangerously low, below the acceptable level.

The next day a thought association made me remember the experience. I went out and checked my car's oil. The level was exactly where it had been when I checked it while astral projecting the night before.

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Dream Telepathy - the Beginning

November-December 1984

I was reading The Second Chronicles of Thomas Covenant by Stephen Donaldson. It was a fantasy trilogy that I really enjoyed. One day a friend told me what he had dreamt the night before. I recognized his dream as being similar to what I had read before going to sleep the same night. Several days later he mentioned another dream and again it paralleled what I had read that night. When it happened a third time I realized these were not random coincidences but some sort of dream telepathy. I began keeping a record of the occurrences.

I read of Covenant desperately seeking and climbing rocks to escape the wild vegetation produced by the "fertility sun". The same night my friend dreamt of climbing rocks amongst dense foliage.

I read of Covenant and his band trying to survive a journey through Sarangrave Flat -- a danger-filled, sentient, unwholesome swamp. The same night my friend dreamt of being in an evil swamp.

I read of Covenant and his band being held captive by the Kemper of the Keep. The Kemper was an ancient, powerful sorcerer who had built a castle in the desert. The same night my friend dreamt of being held prisoner with several others by a powerful wizard in a castle.

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Psychometry & Psychokinesis

April 20-27, 1985

I attended an NLP modeling workshop which focused on individuals who exhibited psychic abilities. The main presenter was NLP cofounder John Grinder. Featured guests included Finbarr Nolan and Kevin Ryerson. The workshop was held in Miami, Florida. I had remarkable psychometric and psychokinetic experiences which I recorded. Psychometry is psychically sensing information about an object's past by handling the object. Psychokinesis (also called PK) is physically influencing an object by means of thought.

During the psychometric session people sat on the floor in groups. Each person put a personal object into a pile for other members of the group to read psychometrically. For my first attempt I meditated while holding a pair of feminine glasses. When I told the woman I thought owned them my impressions she didn't know what I was talking about. When I repeated my insights to the rightful owner, she said everything was correct. I had seen a stylish, modern room with lots of windows. It was very cold and snowing outside. The furniture was all in matching glass and chrome. The tables were clear glass with chrome frames. The chairs had chrome arms. The woman told me that I had described her living room. She was from Minnesota (which has snowy winters).

My second attempt at psychometry was equally successful. I was given a leather change purse to meditate on. After a few minutes, I began seeing brief scenes. First I was on a college campus at night. There were students walking on dimly lit sidewalks going from building to building. Next I saw a house overlooking a large body of water. Finally, I saw a room that was decorated very masculinely in earth tones. There were books everywhere. The room felt extremely safe and comfortable. When I found the purse's owner and related my impressions, the man was astounded. He said he was a lawyer from Maine. He taught at the local university at night. He lived with his family in a house on top of a cliff overlooking the Atlantic Ocean. Whenever he needed to get away from it all, he retreated to his library in the basement. It was his sanctuary. Its decor was as I described.

I attended a PK party hosted by Barbara Wagner. She handed out spoons and forks to everyone. She stood on a table where everyone could see her and guided us through the thought processes that would hopefully result in our utensils becoming pliable. I think everyone felt pretty silly standing around talking to their spoons. I know I did. Her guided instructions went on for several minutes. I think everyone thought nothing was going to happen. Then the son of an attendee, a boy about ten years old, succeeded. He was standing right in front of me holding a fork pointing upwards in his left hand and gently testing the tines with his right index finger. Suddenly the tine he was testing bent to about ninety degrees and then got hard again. After that everyone started succeeding at once. My spoon became soft and bent easily. I was amazed. I kept trying and bent the spoon several more times. Each time it would suddenly become soft and pliable, I would bend it with almost no force, and then it would become hard again. After the party I went to a convenience store and bought some spoons which I took back to my hotel room and bent. I have no idea how the phenomenon works. One interesting thing about spoon-bending is that the spoon only bends when you stop concentrating on bending it. You concentrate for several minutes testing the spoon a few times a minute. Then you get tired, stop concentrating, and the spoon bends. At least that's the way it worked for me. Here's a picture of some of the spoons I bent.



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Precognitive Dream

December 31, 1984

I dreamt I dropped a lit cigarette butt in a friend's new car. I watched in horror as the cigarette burned a hole in the car's gray upholstery. I felt terrible about the mishap.

A few hours later the same day I was driving my car (which I had bought new in August). It was a hatchback with gray carpeting in the storage area. I tossed my lit cigarette butt out the window, but it hit the edge of the window and blew back into the car. I stopped the car and turned around to find the butt. It was sitting on the gray carpet where it had already burned a hole. I was overwhelmed with the sense of deja vu from my dream of a few hours earlier. My view of the cigarette burning the carpet was identical to the image I had seen in the dream.

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Dream Projection

Saturday June 23, 1984

I lost consciousness while trying to project to visit a friend and regained consciousness floating near the ceiling. I did not recognize the room, but I sensed the house was a specific house on North Main Street in Davidson, North Carolina (a house I never lived in). I also sensed that my sleeping body was nearby. The room was well lit by bright sunlight streaming through several windows. I tried to will away the dream world. I wanted to see where my astral self really was. Nothing changed.

I intentionally drifted downward to float through an open doorway into the rest of the house. As I approached the doorway I became aware of people moving around and talking in the next room. I felt an urgency not to be discovered. I remembered my plan to visit my friend. I thought I should be able to visit him instantly and leave the dream world behind. I tried, but nothing happened. I felt like the only way to get to my friend was through the room with the people.

I began flying frantically around the room in fear of discovery. I dodged a chandelier. Then I realized I could go through things. I intentionally flew straight into the wall at the outer corner of the room near the ceiling. When I struck the wall I was instantly wide awake in bed.

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Projection with Friend

Friday June 22, 1984

I dreamt a friend who was more psychically developed than I, agreed to help me astral travel. He handed me a transistor radio and told me to keep it on station 7. Later I was standing at home watching TV. The sound was off because I was listening to the radio. I noticed the TV picture and the radio sound were in sync and the announcer was talking to me. Then my friend was standing in front of me facing me. I was holding a half-filled grocery bag of stuff I thought I'd need on the trip, including a Polaroid camera. My friend asked me if I was ready, grabbed me with both hands, and we skyrocketed into the air. I became lucid when I felt separation from my body. I felt extremely energetic, free, and alive as we flew.

Then we were in a busy tavern several centuries ago and I faded back into dream consciousness. The tavern was not in the US but I could understand everyone. The patrons were predominately burly, bearded males. I told my friend I had to get back because of an important obligation. He said since we were time travelling we could stay as long as we wanted and he would get me back at the same time we left. There was a hassle with some guys in the tavern and they took the stuff from my bag. I managed to keep the camera. I held it up to take a picture for proof and my friend told me not to. He said many people travel back in time as we had done and they all had to be careful not to change the past. I argued that we could do anything and if it altered the future, history would simply change and no one would know the difference.

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Astral Kidnapping

Saturday June 2, 1984

During the preceding three weeks I read Projection of the Astral Body by Sylvan Muldoon and Hereward Carrington (a great book), Practical Astral Projection by Yram, and Study and Practice of Astral Projection by Robert Crookall. I was currently reading Leaving the Body by D. Scott Rogo (another great book). I'd had a hard week. Friday night had finally arrived and I wanted to astral project. I listened to two relaxation tapes lying on my back in bed. I then tried to project from about 1:00 AM to 4:30 AM.

I was on the edge of consciousness intermittently watching hypnagogic images. I felt like my astral body had loosened and was slightly out of coincidence with my physical body. I tried to roll left out of my body. Suddenly I felt like I was sliding downward and to the left. I lost all sense of body and location. My field of view was filled with what appeared to be an out-of-focus, rectangular, vertical, Oriental tapestry. Although not sharp, the picture on the tapestry looked like an ornate, stylized dragon.

Then I seemed to be looking down a dark tunnel with a large square opening at the far end. I think the perception of a tunnel was because everything above, below, and to the sides of the square was dim and vague while the square was bright and sharp. I became aware that my heart was pounding and that I was consciously breathing. I felt like I was succeeding.

The square covered about an eighth of my field of view. It was above and to the left of center. The square was like a window through which I could see doorless archways, columns, stairways, and corridors. The scene was changing as if someone were traversing the labyrinth holding a camera. I was not moving. The sides of the tunnel were not going past me. Each turn taken was to the left. My sense was not that the traveler was lost, but that he was simply taking the route that needed to be taken to get to where he was going. The architecture reminded me of the M. C. Escher print "Other World". The colors were shades of yellow and brown.

I had recently discussed astral projection with a friend who was more psychically developed than I. He had offered to assist me in the astral dimension if he could. I mentally called to my friend and then tried to go to where he was, but nothing changed. I was simply a passive observer. The longer I watched the square the more rapidly the scene changed. It never moved so fast that it blurred, but it changed very rapidly.

Suddenly the square I was watching vanished and I was being pulled from my body by two points just below where my neck and shoulders meet. I noticed that my bed, body, and room seemed to be positioned differently from reality. There were two, dark gray, unwholesome beings hovering just above me on each side. Each being had a hand under me just below my shoulder blades. They were pulling me straight out from my body -- upper body first, feet last. The beings looked similar to the way I had envisioned goblins when I read The Hobbit. I did not believe they were real. I was not afraid. I waited passively to see where the adventure would lead. I also felt perturbed that whatever powers control such experiences saw fit to let me experience being lifted out by vile creatures rather than by good creatures. I remembered what Yram said about willing away unwanted entities. I tried and nothing happened.

I could understand the beings' communications with each other, as if they were telepathically muttering to one another as they tried to finish pulling me out. They were not working for themselves. They intended to take me to their master. Then the one on the left said, "He's conscious." The one on the right responded, to me, "You're coming with us." They said more that I've forgotten.

The last of my astral body pulled free and the beings flew upwards and backwards. They clutched me close blocking my view of where we were going. I called for my friend and the creatures laughed at me. They accelerated. Then the one on the right put its open mouth on my open mouth as we flew. The sensation was extremely unpleasant. It's upper jaw was inside my mouth so that it's upper teeth pressed my tongue against the floor of my mouth. I could feel the pressure, the teeth, the warm wetness, and the creature's hot damp breath. I did not taste or smell anything. I was reminded of an old woodcut I saw once in which a demon was stealing the breath from a sleeping child. I was repulsed by the experience and decided not to go with them. The instant I made that decision I was fully awake in bed with my eyes open and my heart pounding. There was no trip back and there were no unpleasant repercussions upon reentering my body. The clock said 4:35.

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Projection, False Awakening

December 1, 1980

This was an astral projection attempt in the afternoon. I performed relaxation exercises and tried to astral project. I lost consciousness.

I became conscious floating in slow horizontal circles while anchored from below. I could not see or hear anything. I assumed my projection had been successful and that I was floating over my body in my bedroom. I had no control. As I contemplated my situation I realized I felt like the knot on a lasso being twirled very slowly above the head of a cowboy.

I abruptly reentered my body because I was being jabbed in the ribs. I opened my eyes and saw my brother. He was standing beside my bunk bed poking his fingers into my side. I was lying in the top bunk.

Then I awoke for real, alone in my real bed. There were no bunk beds and my brother was not in the room.

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Lucid Dream, Time Travel

June 28, 1979

This dream occurred in the afternoon after I fell asleep while trying to astral project to the future. My intention was to go into the future and find a calendar or some way of ascertaining the date. When that future date arrived I would be able to verify the experience.

I awoke walking in the country. I say I awoke because I felt completely conscious and lucid. I remembered my plan and wondered if I had succeeded. I wondered what time and place I was in. Then I realized I was a little boy, around eight years old, although my adult memory was intact.

I joined the two families that were standing around two covered wagons. There were eight kids (counting myself) and five adults. I knew I was part of one of the families. My family was very close and very religious -- Christian. I went over to another little boy about my age named Mike and asked him what year it was. He said it was 1858. Everyone accepted me as if nothing was wrong so I played along trying to fit in and wondering what I should do. I played with the other children, ate dinner with everyone, and slept with them that night.

The next day we continued our journey in the wagons. In the afternoon we stopped for the day and had a meal. After eating, while everyone was still together, I stood up and addressed the group. I told them I was astral projecting from the year 1979 and I did not know how to return. I said I was worried because I had already been there about 24 hours. The length of my visit made me think I had somehow become stuck there in the wrong time. The adults chuckled among themselves and talked about my overactive imagination. The children were bewildered. They had no idea what I was talking about. No one believed I was serious. The group broke up and everyone went about his business.

I approached the oldest son in our group when he was alone. I pulled out my wallet and showed him my driver's license and student identification card to substantiate my story. He did not believe me until I showed him several US coins bearing various future years. The coins convinced him that I was telling the truth. I then realized if I had astral projected back in time and possessed a little boy, I would not have my wallet and coins. I still felt lucid and awake. I wondered if I was having a very vivid dream rather than an astral projection. I decided if I could fly, then I would know I was dreaming.

I walked over beside one of the wagons and tried to fly. I could. I flew around the clearing so that everyone could see. The children clapped in delight and the adults stared in amazement. Everyone watched. I was no longer concerned about being stuck in the wrong time. I knew I was dreaming. I tried to convince everyone that I was asleep in my bed in 1979 and that they were products of my dream. My attempt was futile. They had their world and I had mine.

Later, I accidentally broke Mike's favorite toy. I tried to give him one of my bicentennial quarters to make amends. I dropped the quarter. When I bent to pick it up I found a handful of coins on the ground from before 1858. They were all halves and dollars. I put them in my pocket to take back with me as proof of my visit.

I called the families together and said that soon I would fly away and never come back. I said I wanted to tell them about the future before I left. I told them about the Civil War. I told them that three important battles would be at Vicksburg, Gettysburg, and Appomattox. I told them that General Grant was going to be President. I told them many more things about their future. Then I said goodbye, left them, and woke up.

Copyright 2007 Jon Maloney

Projection, Possession, Evil

September 20, 1977

This was one of my most intense dreams.

I was standing above a natural-looking grass amphitheater in the country. It seemed to be dusk and the amphitheater was filled with mist. I was at the top center of the slope leading down to the stage area. The place felt familiar although I could not remember ever having been there. The theater's shape and size reminded me of the large theater at Pompeii (which I visited in 1970). As I peered down the hill into the mist I noticed dim lights that looked like they were from houses. The place felt ancient, powerful, magical, and evil. I was nearly overwhelmed by the intense feeling of evil power.

I walked down a faint path toward the grassy stage area below. As I stood in the center of the stage area I noticed two plain wooden chairs at angles to each other a few feet from me. I also noticed two solid stone cylinders lying on their sides near the chairs. I looked up at the surrounding slopes and noticed the fronts of small houses built into the hillside. Each house was recessed into the ground so that it was only visible from the downhill side. The feeling of supernatural power became increasingly oppressive and an intense dread came over me. I felt like I had to sit down.

I moved one of the chairs so that it was between the two stone cylinders. Then I sat down in the chair and looked at the cylinders. They reminded me of ancient idols. Each one was about five feet long and two feet in diameter. As I looked at one of the cylinders I noticed there was a lifelike woman's face in relief, protruding from the side near one end. I walked over to the cylinder, grabbed the end bearing the face, and heaved the cylinder into an upright position. The woman's face was lower than my own. I examined her gray stone features and my sense of dread increased. I then walked over to the other cylinder with the intention of standing it up too. Before I reached it I felt a supernatural force overpowering me and I was gripped with terror. In panic I tried to run to the path leading up the slope. I knew if I could make it to the top of the hill I would be safe. The power was too great. I had barely reached the bottom of the hill when I felt my astral body leaving my body. I felt my knees buckle. My body crumpled to the ground.

Then everything became very strange. I experienced dual consciousness. I was conscious in two places at once -- both in what felt like my primary self floating above the theater, and in my other self which was a woman standing on the ground at the bottom of the hill. I knew the woman had forcibly ejected me from my body and had then possessed my body. Enough of me remained that I was still conscious in my body with the woman. I knew the woman had been trapped in the stone cylinder. I also knew that a man, the woman's mate, was trapped in the other cylinder. The woman was ecstatic. She exclaimed, "Oh yes! Yes! I've wanted this for so long! It's wonderful! Just to touch you! Hold you! To taste! To feel!"

Then there was a violent jolt as my astral self slammed back into my dream body. Simultaneously I was awake sitting up in bed with my heart pounding.

Copyright 2007 Jon Maloney

Lucid Dream Projection

July 6, 1977

There was along dream preceding this projection. I'll start just prior to the projection.

A crowd of people was chasing me intending to do me harm. I ran to the top of a small hill and turned to meet my pursuers. Suddenly there was a pistol in my hand -- a .38 caliber revolver I think. I did not want to shoot anyone and be in trouble for murder, but I pointed the gun at the lead pursuer and told him to stop or I would shoot him. He stopped and we were at a brief stand-off as the other people began to surround the hill. I turned and ran through the only remaining gap in the attackers. As I ascended another small hill I saw an angry mob carrying guns and coming at me over that hill.

I stopped and realized my only hope of escape was to fly away. I remembered in similar dream situations I had been able to fly. I knew that if I were able to fly I would also be astral projecting. I hoped that my sleeping body was relaxed enough to allow the projection. I visualized flying and jumped into the air. I floated for a moment and then slowly gained altitude. I wanted my astral body to get far enough from my body to break the attraction so that I would be free. I knew that the distance required to break the physical attraction in the astral would coincide with the distance required in my dream for me to elude my pursuers. I floated about a hundred feet off the ground at a speed of perhaps thirty miles per hour.

When I was safe from my pursuers I realized could come down. I slowly descended thinking that when I touched the ground in the dream I would simultaneously be reentering my body. When I landed, an abrupt and dramatic change of consciousness occurred. I felt like I had just awakened. I was unusually alert, aware, and exhilarated. I wondered if I was in a dream world, an astral world, or astral travelling in the real physical world. I could not tell. I walked on for a few seconds and lost consciousness.

Copyright 2007 Jon Maloney

Dream Astral Projection

Since this is the first dream post, I'll relate some background. For part of the seventies I kept a tape recorder beside my bed and recorded my dreams as soon as I awoke. In the late eighties I listened to the tapes -- seven sixty-minute tapes and four ninety-minute tapes. I transcribed the dreams that included conscious astral projections. Then I reused the tapes for music. Dreams in which I flew, time-travelled, or had psychic experiences other than conscious astral projections were not preserved.


June 10, 1977

I was with two coworkers at some type of secret class. We were in a large room with ten to fifteen other attendees. We were sitting on the floor in loose groups listening to the instructor who stood at the front of the room. My coworkers and I were very tired. Somehow I knew there was a large body of water right outside the room.

Suddenly the instructor spoke loudly. "Alright, now we are going to see if we can get out astrally. I want everyone to stand up. Stand up stiff and straight. Close your eyes and imagine vividly what I am saying. You are each enclosed in a column like a concrete building column. It is tightly fitting around you. Suddenly you begin to grow. You are getting bigger and bigger. At the same time the column is getting smaller and smaller. You are being crushed more and more tightly. And all of a sudden you are out!"

I felt the astral separation and I floated upwards as my body fell limply to the floor. I looked around the room and noticed that I seemed to be the only one who got out. Everyone else was milling around the room. I was concerned about my body. I was afraid the people might think I was dead or something and begin messing with my body -- checking it or moving it.

I noticed another coworker standing between me (the astral me) and the teacher. I drifted over to her intending to make her see me. I got right up at her face, waved my arms, and clapped my hands. She did not see me. Finally I either kissed her or licked her face. (I thought of both but could not remember which I did.) It worked. Both she and the instructor became aware of me at the same time. I said, "I thought you couldn't see me." They did not hear me, yet they said, "We see you."

Then I drifted around the room and out a window. I drifted into an upstairs window knowing that we were not allowed upstairs. I scanned some books and documents that were lying on a table. I do not remember their content. I drifted around upstairs awhile longer and then drifted back downstairs. The teacher said we were going to go upstairs to look at the book. I said that I had just come from upstairs and I had already seen the book. I stayed downstairs floating around the room, but I had difficulty remaining aloft. I would descend almost to the floor, try to go back up to the ceiling, float upward briefly, and descend again.

Then I was standing beside the instructor and I realized he did not believe I was projected. I tried to float upwards, but I could not. I had an idea and said, "Watch this." I stood straight and tall and quickly bent both my legs upwards at the same time. Rather than falling down, I hovered there about a foot off of the floor. The instructor shouted, "He's out! He did it! He made it!"

That's all I remember.

Copyright 2007 Jon Maloney

Intentional Astral Projection

1972, day unknown

I lay on my back in bed at night and tried to astral project. I wanted to visit a good friend who lived several miles away on the other side of a lake.

I separated and flew straight up through the second floor and the attic. I was looking down as I rose. I stopped rising perhaps fifty feet above the tallest nearby oak trees. I could see the streetlight by the road in front of my house. The lamp's glow was dim and surrounded by gray mist.

I remembered my goal of visiting my friend. As soon as I thought of my friend I began flying through the air toward his house. The town beneath me was shrouded in gray fog. I seemed to be flying about 30 miles per hour. I enjoyed the sensation of flying above the town, and then the lake. I flew much lower as I crossed the lake. I saw a faint glowing light reflected on the lake's surface. I wondered if it was a reflection of me or of the moon. My speed slowed and I began descending. I watched the reflected glow as I got closer and closer to the water. I tried to fly upwards, but I couldn't alter my course.

I hit the surface of the lake and snapped back into my body violently. My heart was pounding and I felt nauseous. I rushed to the bathroom thinking I was going to vomit. I did not. The feeling of nausea lasted several minutes.

Copyright 2007 Jon Maloney

Intentional Astral Projection -- Time Travel?

December 19, 1971, Monday 3:50–4:10 PM

I lay on my back in bed and tried to astral project. I wanted to visit my older brother who was his room at the opposite end of the house.

I felt detached. I felt like I had been thrown out into space. I was spinning (more slowly than a top). Everything was black. I felt like I was falling very rapidly, or moving in a direction other than down. I was afraid. There was a loud, roaring, rushing sound inside my head. I stopped moving.

I was floating near the ceiling and looking across an unfamiliar room. The room reminded me of a cabin at a summer camp. There were beds along the left and right walls, with their feet pointed toward the center of the room. There was a closed door at the far end of the room. Someone was asleep in a bed on the right at the other end of the room near the door. There was a knock on the door. Then the door opened and my brother stood in the doorway. As the door opened the person in bed sat up and I snapped into the body. The person in bed was I. The noise in my head was so loud that I couldn't hear what my brother was saying to me. I felt disoriented as if I'd been jolted out of a deep sleep. I could not talk. The noise stopped abruptly, just in time for me to hear my brother's final words, "...you better hurry. Dad's getting pretty upset." He closed the door.

I knew that in another room my father was standing beside a coffin containing the body of my mother. My brother was standing a few feet away. They were waiting for me.

Suddenly I was back in my real bed. There seemed to be no trip back.

Although this projection occurred over thirty-five years ago I still remember it clearly. It was a powerful and disturbing experience. My parents and brother are still alive.

Copyright 2007 Jon Maloney

Introduction

Throughout my life I have experienced psychic phenomena - lucid dreams, out-of-body experiences, and telepathy. Astral Projection is my favorite psychic experience, but it is difficult to achieve from a waking state (at least for me). The most common psychic phenomena I experience is dream telepathy, however, I've also experienced precognition, psychometry, psychokinesis, remote viewing, and clairvoyance. On this site I will share many of my psychic experiences, beginning with my earliest records and progressing to the present.

In contemplating whether to publish my psychic experiences I quickly came up with the following list of reasons for doing so.

1. I would like to increase the visibility of psychic phenomena. I think such phenomena are important parts of reality that must be recognized and included in our incomplete scientific worldview.

2. Often people are frightened by psychic experiences. Perhaps some people will find this site, read experiences similar to their own, and realize their experiences are normal. Such people may find comfort in knowing they are not alone.

3. My data should be available to researchers.

4. I dislike the social taboo against psychic experience. People are uncomfortable discussing dreams, out-of-body experiences, telepathy, and similar experiences. People who openly share such experiences are often ridiculed and not taken seriously. I think the world would be a better place if people freely discussed psychic phenomena.

5. I would like to organize my experiences and save them in one place. Creating this blog gives me an opportunity to do that.

6. I probably will gain new understanding and insights from rereading my records. I may recognize important patterns.

7. I have noticed the more I think about psychic experiences the more likely I am to have them, so working on this blog will probably induce more experiences.

8. My psychic experiences will give family, friends, and acquaintances a way to know me better, if they so desire.

Psychic experiences are controversial. I realize that an experience I interpret as telepathic could be dismissed as a random coincidence by someone else. However, an internal psychic experience is real to the experiencer and cannot be refuted. The controversy lies in what a psychic experience means. For example, if I experience an astral projection there's no question that I had the experience. The question is, "What does the experience mean?" Did I have an unusual dream? Did my consciousness travel to another physical location? Are time and space illusions that I temporarily transcended? Did some part of me explore an alternate dimension not yet discovered by science? The answers to these questions are not known, although theories are plentiful.

I should emphasize that every account is as accurate as I can make it. I have edited the entries for clarity, brevity, grammar, spelling, and punctuation. Reading the Wikipedia article on Invasion of Privacy convinced me not to use real names, so I have obscured the identities of other people wherever necessary.

Enjoy the entries. Thanks for visiting. Your comments are welcome.

Jon Maloney

Copyright 2007 Jon Maloney