Some nights the picking are slim, but other nights I’ve remembered as many as eight dreams. I’ve been asked whether I’ve always been able to recall my dreams, and I think I have. As proof, here are some dreams I scribbled down from January through March of 1970, when I was only 14.<\/p>\n
Some of you have told me that you look forward to learning each morning what I dreamed the night before. You might enjoy this blast from the past.<\/p>\n
Others have told me they wonder why I share my dreams at all. You won’t.<\/p>\n
I’d read a paperback about lucid dreaming—this was a period when I was reading a lot of Edgar Cayce—and so I decided to attempt it. I was never successful at it; that is, I was never able to control where I went in dream. But when I woke, I was able to bring back many surreal moments. Here are a dozen of the most interesting ones from that period.<\/p>\n
I was walking on ceiling in an anti-gravity atmosphere. Filled with seats like from a movie.<\/p>\n
Two men are pushing a rock down a ditch. Their boss comes along and kills one of them but spares the other one.<\/p>\n
I am doing experiments on mice. The mice are spelling words by crashing through holes with letters on them.<\/p>\n
A stuntman in a motion picture is being whipped. Something goes wrong and the whip really works. He becomes completely deformed somehow. A boy turns him into a monster in a comics shop.<\/p>\n
Person floating down river covered with a plastic shield or force field.<\/p>\n
I get a phaser. We get in car and I try using it but it doesn’t work. We go to Coney Island. … When we are leaving, I phaser a radio that is in front of dad. It all disintegrates but one metallic part.<\/p>\n
Reading Fantastic Four<\/em> comic book.<\/p>\nThere is a fight between Hulk, Dr. Strange and me (Thing). The front door gets knocked off. At the end, Hulk is in my room and throws stuff (books) all over the place.<\/p>\n
Someone stole a script from me while I was on another planet and became famous on it. To get revenge I come to earth with evidence. While getting out of spaceship had to run so that we could destroy it so no one could learn her secrets. We stole a miniature tank from the army and destroyed the ship.<\/p>\n
One of my friends dies but a man living with us brings him back to life.<\/p>\n
I go back into the past with [REDACTED]. We never leave the car. We meet a caveman. An ostrich takes something of ours and runs away. He tries to get it back. I open the window of the car and the ostrich tries to stick his head in and I close it on him.<\/p>\n
A man tries to kill me because I killed his son on Pearl Harbor Day. He then sees a stamp that stated the time that it started and realized that he killed his son, not me.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n
I guess I haven’t really changed that much at all in the past 41 years.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I guess I was tweeting my dreams before Twitter was even invented. I’ve been sharing my dreams online since I started blogging in 2007. And once I got hooked on Twitter, I continued the practice there, which made sense, since not every dream deserves more than 140 characters. Some nights the picking are slim, but […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[18,12],"class_list":["post-3018","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-comics","tag-dreams"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3018","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3018"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3018\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3018"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3018"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3018"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}