From: David D. Eisenstein To: David Eisenstein Subject: Journal Entry. Please print and include. Date: Sunday, November 26, 2000 22:59 Forgot to include .gif enclosure, which diagrams the street. (Enclosure named "dream.gif".) ---------- Forwarded message ---------- Date: Fri, 24 Nov 2000 12:23:07 -0600 (CST) From: "David D. Eisenstein" To: "David D. Eisenstein" Subject: Journal Entry. Please print and include. A dream: Many parts. Relaxing dream. scene: I am travelling down a tree-lined street. Companion. Some important papers, stuck to top of car, blow off while driving. Canot turn around to get them, having to press on. (Don't know why). However, noting that papers fell off, turn left into first available side-street. Available: Oncoming traffic is clear to make easy left. 1st-available side street short dead-end, half-gated: Can pull in, but cannot leave without someone operating gate for egress. Stopped. Went to house of owner of gate. (What may have been phone call to replace lost items on street): Some phone call -- find travelling friend in New York. Context: Trying to locate him; he's en-route home, airplane; needing to convey important msg. Perhaps about lost papers. Ice cream. Gatekeeper sells cone? Concern about ice-cream allergy with friend in New York (as excuse to pinpoint and leave message?) --------- (remembering part one) Ah, coming back. Circular story. Big dream -- a tale. Many coopoerative people, each with roles / parts in this play. Like a flood, but not exactly of water. Like travelling down street with comfort of mall, but instead of stores along the way, are just places. Places with magical, ystical things at each location -- opern doorways, stairs into pretty and nice places on opening along street / hall. I am sometimes accompoanied by 2-3 beautiful women, or other friendly companions as I flow into / out of scenes travelling along this route. It is in the travel down this way in which story unfolds. There are seekings, and a few troubled feelings or worries as we travel along hall. One part - story starts in home of fellow on corner. Home part of block of medium-sized downtownlink buildings. Detachable home though - floats (later). WE have a meeting there. Creatures / characters in this dream have elemental properties. Presence of some enable others to come alive / animate, perhaps from a solid condition before. Or events animate some. Animation of some enables next leg of journey in story. The ones that are enabled that most affect me are three beautiful ladies, each of slightly differing talents or gifts; but each like close sisters. In fact they are sisters. They all like me, and each wants to have a part (separately or together) in enabling some special pleasure to me. I joyously anticipate the pleasure part of this story with these three, looking forward to the visit of their home on the bank by the water's edge, down the street going west from the corner-house(boat's) place. Some incidents i the story-line: (fuzzy) Walking along boardwalk/maill. No, ca only really remember scenes. Whhat was doing? There wwas talk. Excited and hushed some times. There was a high-school, in which we were meetign. Never anything hurtful or angry happeing in this dream. Always cooperation. The high school leads to a trek around the corner. Community involvement in event flood. Eventually elements combine triggering the creation of opportunities for the mutual joy with me and these three women. Thse are happy, flirtatious moments. Although the time never seems to arrive in this dream when we act upon these flirtations, there are many moments where the dreams/joys are about to come true. But, as in real life, although the players are willing, the spirit of avoidance of abandonment into ecstatic joy is avoided. That's the first part of the dream. The story comes to its conclusion; but it is circular. The ending of one iteration of the story is the beginning of the next. Which may be the same story played over again. Perhaps with variations. And maybe, maybe, the next iteration of the story ... the joy will be realized, not averted. ------ (back to part two) Back to the gated-street. This is the 2nd part of the dream. Ice cream. I call all over the place, perhaps using thephone at the ice-cream store/gatekeeper's house. I manage to track down the fellow (perhaps named Boyd? perhaps Doe?). I find the hotel he is staying in and manage to get a message to him, and know that the message is in his hands. Two ladies, whoa re friends of his, are arriving somehow, but independently from him. They are anticipating his arrival. I am pleased, joyful and proud to be able to go over to their booth and talk to them... (somehow, I am now on the tree-lined parking lot across the street from the gated street. This lot doesn't have parking spaces -- it has booths.) I go over and tell the ladies what I know of friend's status/arrival. They already seemed to know some part of it -- at least the time he is expected to arrive. I tell them of a potential he has to take an earlier flight; one I may have informed him of in my communique, and expected him to act upon. They seem to think it unlikely that he would, for they had already made arrangements to meet with him at the pre-arranged time. These ladies are very pleasant to me, and they like me too. This dream devolves into a three-story restaurant setting. I am in the restaurant, sort of. The owner and I are good friends. I know him well; he is from way back somehow. I am on the second floor of the restaurant. Downstairs is the kitchen and his living quarters; the kitchen area is very large, and connects to other areas / businesses / hallways to other places on the set of stores next to the parking lot that supports these businesses. Anyway, story goes that this really is a television show. The owner of the restaurant is portraying the character of the owner for the show, and I am a character in the show who is a good friend of his. Television show / real life at the same time? Perhaps. So I am there inside, and I am curious, and am on the stairs going down. His quarters are at the bottom of the stairs on the right, the kitchen is in a door in front. His door to his quarters /bedroom is open, and I overhear conversation, in there, so I look in so I can watch without being observed. He is having a conversation with one of his beloved friends and I am surprised to see it is not my favorite: the one I have a crush on. I thought the one I had a crush on was cast in this thing; nevertheless, she is very nice and pretty and obviously beloved of him; perhaps in romantic relationship with him. B I see him on the stairs and we walk up together, talking. I ask him if the one I have the crush on is still part of the picture. He assures me that she is, and is actually very nearby. I am elated to hear that, and am excited at the prospect of seeing her. A little later, I find myself wandering about in the parking lot. It may be that the one I have a crush on is the sister of the travelling friend in the first part of the dream. Dunno. Anyway, I end up next to the car of my crush, and kind of stay nearby there. She and the restaurant owner are coming up there, talking and laughing. She greets me. I feel she offers something to me, which I am happy to accept. A promise or gift of knowing a way to be exposed to her better without exposing myself -- because the gift she offers may be knowledge of re-runs I can get with her cast in it. Or perhaps, since I am an actor here, knowledge of future shows where she is also cast where I can be part of it too. Anyway, with that polite and happy exchange, they both get in car(s) and depart perhaps to the same destination but without me. I wrap myself in a tarp and roll around the parking lot in it. It is a bright, cheerful, sunshiny day. Rolling around, I know I am okay, because I know I can hear when any car approaches. Dream(s) fizzle out here ....