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The Interpretation of Dreams, Sigmund Freud

The Search for Wisdom

About the Book


Sigmund Freud’s audacious masterpiece, The Interpretation of Dreams, has never ceased to stimulate controversy since its publication in 1900. Freud is acknowledged as the founder of psychoanalysis, the key to unlocking the human mind, a task which has become essential to our survival, as science and technology have rushed ahead of our ability to cope with their consequences. Freud saw that man is at war with himself and often unable to tolerate too much reality. He propounded the theory that dreams are the contraband representations of the beast within a man, smuggled into awareness during sleep. In Freudian interpretation, the analysis of dreams is the key to unlocking the secrets of the unconscious mind.

The Author

Freud was an Austrian neurologist and the founder of psychoanalysis, who created an entirely new approach to the understanding of the human personality. He is regarded as one of the most…

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Pluto in the 12th house

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image“Tell me what you know about dreaming, dreaming, you don’t really know about nothing, nothing, tell me what you know about them night terrors every night, 5 am, cold sweats, waking up to the sky”-Pursuit of Happiness by Kid Cudi (who has Pluto in the 12th house!)

All of us dream, but I promise you,  no one dreams like someone who has Pluto in the 12th house. I’m surprised that this hasn’t come up more in astrology message boards and groups, but, in true 12th house fashion, those of us with this placement keep it to ourselves. Because sometimes, the dreams are… weird. But we find power in all of the darkness and weirdness, and that’s what’s kind of, sort of, beautiful about this placement. But why?

If you don’t already know, Pluto, which rules Scorpio, is named after Hades, the Greek God of the Underworld. Like Hades, Pluto can…

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A Semi-Lucid Dream Where I Am Being Tested By Lu (Lucifer)?

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All that I can remember of the end of this dream from last night is that I remember being outside during the day in the city of D, I remember standing in front of an abandoned-looking store (the store seemed like it had been closed down and abandoned for a while but was still in pretty good condition) in the Walmart parking lot next to what I assume was the Walmart building, and earlier in the dream I had heard that my former classmate JC was running for political office (public office) in an election but I did not know where or what political position he was running for.

The abandoned-looking store was open and I assume that the lights were on so I walked inside, no one was inside but there was probably a television on that was talking about and showing Donald Trump’s political campaign, and there was…

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Saving Maze (Mazikeen) From A Hostage Situation

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I am not sure if this was one or two dreams, and so I will separate them as two different dreams.

Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream is that it took place during the evening and / or night at this point in the dream, which was probably the end of the dream, and at some point I happen to meet my brother GC’s former male classmate C.

My brother GC’s former classmate C started talking to me and maybe eventually he started talking to Dashie (Charlie Guzman) and TPindell (Troy Pindell) from YouTube who also happen to be in the area, and C invited us to his house so we went to his house (maybe we walked, but I can not remember).

C lived in a very small and cramped abandoned-like one-story house across the street from my uncle WC’s house, and…

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Friday Fun: More about SLEEP

ADD . . . and-so-much-more

Love/hate relationship with sleep?
Me too, so …
Let’s laugh the whole thing off

© Madelyn Griffith-Haynie, CTP, CMC, ACT, MCC, SCAC
from the Sleep and Friday Funnies Series

Quick Intro before we get to the Funnies

Since my Sleep Awareness post somehow jumped the queue and posted itself at the same time as Part-1 of my PTSD Awareness article, I decided to wait a bit to give readers a break before posting PTSD Awareness Part-2 (as well as a shot at catching up for those of you who want to have time to at least attempt to get a decent night’s sleep).

My apologies for seeming to inundate with info – certainly not intentional.

Here’s hoping that something light and humorous on one of the topics will make up for it: our mixed feelings about sleep.

We need to contribute just a bit of levity to…

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Dreaming of Cancer Sun 🌙

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Oh cancer season. I want to share a few scattered thoughts about this energy.

Planets behave as we behave. The emotional nature of the moon is manifested most openly through cancerian energy. The birth of the emotional element of the zodiac brings to mind the things required of us to be whole, knowing the inner and outer layers of consciousness and subconsciousness. The sun casts its shadow on the surface of the moon, so our conscious awareness is ultimately connected to our emotional responsiveness.

What instantly comes to mind when I think about cancer energy is that scene from Belly (1998) of Keisha (Taral Hicks) laying across the bed in utter comfort and deep dark blue aesthetic:

keisha Taral Hicks, Belly (1998)

This! Pure cancer aesthetic right here. The fittedness of the blue wavy texture. The darkness of the room, the snugness of the bed, the feeling of sinking into comfort…

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Corrupt Police Trying To Make Chiana A Sex Slave?

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Last night I woke up one or more times needing to urinate but I did not feel like getting out of bed so I kept going back to sleep, I remembered some dreams but I would forget them after going back to sleep, and so now I can only remember part of the end of my last dream.

The end of this dream was partly inspired by Episode 1 (Eye Of The Beholder) of the television show Fear The Walking Dead (Season 3), which I watched last night.

All that I can remember of the end of this dream from last night is that it took place during the day, and I was in the front of my parent’s yard when I heard and saw a disturbance going on up the street between a male police officer with light-color skin with dark hair wearing maybe a…

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Leo Planets and Writing Forecasts for Yourself: Dreams of Curing Caner

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Though I have not mentioned this before, one fact is true about my astrology forecasts: I often write them for myself.

Any astrologer who truly believes that their forecasts are “neutral” and “unbiased” is a bit of a fool.  The fact is that, despite our best efforts, biases of different kinds creep in.  This is why I always set my charts for Plano, Texas (where I am located) rather than New York or London or Los Angeles.  (Exceptions do exist.  A railroad crash in Philadelphia is set in Philadelphia, where the event occured.)

Knowing this, I embrace it rather than reject it.  I have several Leo planets in my natal chart, and that can make me “self-centered.”  But it also means I recognize a “self-centeredness” that many have, but fail to recognize or acknowledge.

I wrote last night, for today’s forecast, these words:  “You will have an important hint…

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Nemesis Next II

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A reader contributes a Dream…

I was with my first lover (we had a very sweet relationship, but I got married to someone else and though we tried to keep our friendship, it went sour towards the end)… in the dream we held each other and it was very sweet and intimate and a feeling of pure joy and happiness being there in their arms.  And in my dream I said to my daughter… I have never loved anyone as much as I loved them… if my parents were not completely against me marrying them we would have been together.

“I don’t think I have any regrets of not marrying them… I would not have been where I am, and my parents may have been right as to stereotype what my life would have been like with them… but who can tell what anything coulda/woulda been right?”

Yes, Dreams…

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