mail art Dream Project - dedicated to Marilyn Dammann "Shadow"

In this project I want to gather the dreams in the textual or visual versions from all those who want to share them. If you want, you can send to me your dreams via snail mail or via e-mail. You find the addresses in my profile.

venerdì, settembre 16, 2005

Christine Tarantino

giovedì, settembre 15, 2005

Angela Genusa



http://agenusa.blogspot.com/

http://choppedlivre.blogspot.com/

mercoledì, settembre 14, 2005

Johnny Jane




http://stellar808.blogspot.com/

Johnny Jane

Johnny Jane


I just happened to have done a card referring to dreams. Amazing. I have pre-cogninitive dreams. Trouble is I can’t distinguish between them and “ordinary” dreams. I only realize they are pre-cogninitive when the dreams come true.
Oddly or not the dreams are not about the precognition of events. Rather, what I see in my dreams are places or things to which I have have never been before.
Some people may say: “ Oh, you’ve been by these places before just never paid attention to them”. This is not the case. The dreams are places where I have never been. In one case I dreamed of a house on a hill. In this case, I had been by the hill before. Before long a house like the one I saw in my dream was built where previously
no house had been.

Vycki Angel

Vycki Angel

Piet Franzen/sidac

Piet Franzen/sidac

martedì, settembre 06, 2005

Gianluca Scordo


Mara Armaroli


Sogno o son desta?

Mara Armaroli

lunedì, settembre 05, 2005

Iqbal Behleem

Dream for Peace

My dream is to see smiles
On every face and soul
My Dream is to see everyone
Calm with Peace to grow

To grow with the Blessings
To grow with Harmony
To grow with Love and Friendship
To grow with Peace and ease

My dream is to see all Nations
With no injustice but Peace
With equity and self respect
And everyone Life with ease

My dream is to see everyone
Enjoying Life with Peace
Peace for themselves and there Children
Peace Peace and Peace

Iqbal Behleem
Karachi-Pakistan.
August 28, 2005

sabato, settembre 03, 2005

Christine Tarantino

Christine Tarantino

venerdì, settembre 02, 2005

Dawn Amato

GOOGLE DREAM POEM
(of love and spaceships and you)
I dreamed I saw St. Augustine, Alive with fiery breath I Dreamed I Had a Girl in My Pocket I Dreamed I Married Perry Mason I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night, Alive as you and me I dreamed I had gone to that city That city where never comes night I dreamed I was trapped in a miniature golf course Last night I dreamed I ate a ten-pound marshmallow I Dreamed I Moved Among The Elysian Fields I dreamed I killed God and woke up I dreamed I saw a mighty room, The room was filled with men. And the papers they were signing said They'd never fight again. I dreamed I already loved you. I dreamed I already killed you. But you rose again; another form I dreamed I died, ended up at the gates of Heaven I Dreamed I Was A Ballerina Recently I dreamed I talked to you. You were in the desert, and you said That I would never want for love, I dreamed I was a butterfly, flitting around in the sky I Dreamed I Was in a Hollywood Movie I dreamed I played basketball with Michael Jordan Last Night I Dreamed I Saw My Mother Young I dreamed I was being crushed by a lot of snakes I dreamed I could fly and got away from all the horrible people I Dreamed I Was St. Francis in My Maidenform Bra Last night I dreamed I tried to kiss you. I very much wanted to. But I finally understood that you don't love me ...not like that. I dreamed I saw Maimonides On the downtown train Fighting with a homeless man I Dreamed I Was Elvis I Dreamed I Was Walking Into World War Three I Dreamed I Was An Eskimo I dreamed I lived in a castle in Spain I dreamed I had an interview with God I Dreamed I Lived Like A Princess In Rome I dreamed I was there in hillbilly heaven Oh, what a beautiful sight! I Dreamed I Lay Where Flowr's Were Springing Last night, Last night I dreamed I went to. Manderly again I dreamed I was an astronaut who landed on the moon: I dreamed I walked in zero-g but fell to Earth too soon. I dreamed I saw a million angels Coming forth to rescue me I dreamed I lost my teeth I dreamed I was a gypsy riding the land With a tambourine and a gypsy king Last night I dreamed I had insomnia. I woke up exhausted I dreamed I was Jesus with amnesia in a white desert, cold, barren DO I DREAM HE'S STANDING BY THE DOOR I dreamed I was a sailor I dreamed I was a mermaid On an island I lay in a mystical bay,: In the dream I dreamed I was dreaming. Yet I thought in the dream that I dreamed I dreamed :I dreamed I crouched within a circle of stones I dreamed I was a goldfish Then I dreamed I kissed... Then I dreamed I kissed...I dreamed I threw someone out a window and when they hit the ground they shattered Your reverence, I dreamed I saw a pond which was deep in the middle and shallow by the shore. It was filled with all five kinds of lotuses, I dreamed I had a girlfriend She called me honey I dreamed I was cool I dreamed I had a boyfriend He called me dear I dreamed I was beautiful I dreamed I rolled on the ocean floor I dreamed I slept on the ocean bed I dreamed I could hear a train whistle I dreamed I was dying I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly I dreamed I was flying Your reverence, I dreamed I saw a golden plate worth a hundred thousand pieces of money. People were holding it and coaxing an old skinny jackal to urinate ...I dreamed I owned two chimpanzees, and that computers were alive and had sprung arms and legs and were trying to catch me. I dreamed I stole two old ladies' purses from a bar bathroom I dreamed I was Princess of Bombay Inspecting my army one Monday A thousand men came marching by Each looked like you Today I dreamed I was in the middle of a volcano and instead of burning I was drowning in the lava. I dreamed I was a sly red fox and I was in a big blue box one day I dreamed I was walking along in the dark and was all of a sudden surrounded by dogs, I dreamed I saw the silver spaceships flying in the yellow haze of the sun I dreamed I became a bird Where was the voice of the bird in the dream? I dreamed I was I dreamed I was a shadow I dreamed I lived I lived beneath the burning I dreamed I was I dreamed that I was gorgeous I dreamed I stopped; I turned around, I thought, "Why am I leaving?" And the dust stretched on before me Soft as breathing.

For Marilyn "Shadow" Dammann, why did you leave us, bereft without you.

Renee Wagemans

Journey through the portals

burgundy is my mood on a
magenta night
when all my dreams are on the out
feelings of
friction
dazzling around
going higher
than I can ever see
when I’m aloud to see
beyond the boundaries
of the portals
of heaven

silence
listen
there comes the burgundy
I can't wait
to let my dreams come back
to me
they're nurtured

all is magenta
fractal colors
carried by the wings of angels
next time
I won't let
my dreams on the out
I'll go myself

my dreams
teach me
teach me
to let go
to trust
and embrace the burgundy
of my mood
on a magenta night

Renee Wagemans


http://poetryblurrs.blogspot.com/

giovedì, settembre 01, 2005

Dorothea Fleiss

http://www.dorothea-fleiss.com