By the Mighty Mumford

Dreams reoccurring,

The ones keeping emotions stirring…

Is it the thing on rails

Or the woman who sails,

On, leaving a dreamer’s heart yearning?

Too much of a klutz to build steam,

A scrap yard would think him a dream…

Gas-powered fine

Of a certain design,

Would a dinky pull him without scream???

–Jonathan Caswell

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now, about my dream

No Talent For Certainty

you said you had a dream we met;
a thing we just might do, one day.

though in my dream, it was at night…

a misty, rainy sort of night,
but in a well-lit city park
that kept the midnight far from dark,
and where i called you by your name,
and you embraced me as a friend,
and all the world was wet with tears

for things and places torn and gone,
for dreams that lawyers take away,
for hopes left up on doctor’s shelves,
and cold gray rooms that some romanticize —

but all of that, we didn’t say,
because we knew the other knew,
and lives are rooms behind locked doors,
though our words may be keys…

and then you spoke, although
your words were song;
the misty park dissolved
before too long,
and i awoke, not knowing what
you said,
but with your music
still inside

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The Defenders Voice Acting?

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I had more dreams but I did not voice record them and I went back to sleep, and so now I barely remember part of one or two dreams but I am not sure if I was in this dream or these dreams or not but I do know that I was in one or more forgotten dreams.

All that I can remember of this dream or these dreams is that maybe one part involved some sisters, maybe there was some kind of relationship issues between the two sisters, and there was maybe something involving some girls who were either their daughters or them when they were younger; but that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream or this dream.

The next part of the dream or the next dream involved what seemed to be the cast members of The Defenders miniseries…

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A Rapper And A Drive-Through And The PA FR

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Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream is that I was walking in a fictional city, and at some point I entered a building where an event was taking place (maybe an awards show-like event).

At some point the host or whoever called someone on to the stage to maybe present something, and I think that this person was a fictional famous rapper wearing dark-color clothing and a baseball cap and a do-rag.

After the presentation / awards show / event / whatever, I ended up talking with the host and the rapper, and the rapper recognized me and the rapper seemed somewhat familiar to me.

The rapper told me that they were related to me, maybe cousins, and we started talking about that and about maybe the last time that we saw each other years ago and about their career et cetera…

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