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Archive for April, 2015

Fynn, Mom’s Book, Guy’s ClothesMonday, April 6th, 2015


I’m changing my name to Sean Michael Fynn. I add up Fynn numerologically and my whole name comes out to be a 9 and I think to myself, does that mean this will be my last life? When I wake up, and do the math and it’s actually a 5. Interesting…

I’m with a small group of people and this man asks everyone what they think about the colours of his clothes. He has them wadded up and you can see tan, purple, pale yellow, and other pastel or light colours and white in the middle. A woman asks him to let her see the white a little more. They are his underwear, briefs… he puts his clothes down and picks up his briefs and they’ve been chewed up. It looks like they were put into a paper shreader.

My mom is using a printing machine that’s manufacturing books. The machine is spitting out books and I’m worried that my mom is going to get hit by one, but she’s standing on this line and manages not to. I then put in my own book to test how it gets printed. I open it up and it doesn’t look right but then I look at my mom’s book which is some sort of travel book, and none of her images are showing. It’s too bad because she printed stacks of them. I tell her what happened, expecting her to freak out, but she’s actually ok with it.

Thoughts: I think that in my dream, there was only Fyn which adds up to 9, not Fynn.

Gambling StarSaturday, April 4th, 2015


I’m sitting on a small ranch waiting to go somewhere thru the house that’s there but the guy who lives there is some sort of musical celebrity and he’s getting ready to go on tour. A large black and white limo pulls out of the garage and takes off. Then, a large military vehicle painted bright red and gold pulls with a pickup truck attached to it and swings the truck around sideways with no effort. This is the guy. He’s brazen. He peals out of the driveway with yee-haw. Later, I’m in a casino near the bar. A person comes up, head down, cashes in a few chips and leaves. Another person comes up, cashes in. Then, the music star comes up with this paper sack full of winnings and plops it down. He’s very confident and he leans against the bar with his long golden hair and says something like, “You know why I win? ‘Cos I got a winner’s attitude.” Later, I’m by the bar and he walks up again with another bag of cash and asks to reach into it and see how much I can grab with my hands. So I stick my hands in, but I arrange the cash so that it’s stacked up on top of itself and I pull out most of what’s in the bag. There’s even cash in my mouth. He looks at me quizzically, kind of honouring my creativity but then starts to pull the loose bills off the side ‘cos they’re not actually in my hands. He whittles it down to a reasonably sized wad and surveys it. Then he takes the money from my hands. I pulled the cash out of my mouth and reach over to the bar to wipe my saliva off it. He pulls out a checkbook and says, “Okay, I’ll give you 200.”

Maori Psychic, FragmentsWednesday, April 1st, 2015


I went to see a woman who did readings and healings and she was doing some cross-polination of Chinese and Southeast Asian practices. I was sitting there while some things were being done and she told me that a Maori pristess or something was coming and it was a great opportunity for me. The woman who showed up was definitely caucasian and dressed up in a really gaudy outfit. She had a strange accent, and started talking to me about things related to my destiny. We got up from where I was sitting and went to a little table in a courtyard near a street where there were other shops and some really interesting carvings against a wall to my left. While she told me that everything was in alignment for me, I was looking at the carvings that looked to be of bone. They seemed to be of Greek heroes, and you could see the wires from the bows. I wanted to take pictures because the lighting was so cool. The woman started to talk about something important when this guy came waddling across the street in a dragon costume. We asked why he was wearing it and he said because it made it safer to cross the street. When she started talking about something else that I was actually interested in hearing, some people in the cafe across the way started doing some sort of musical number like a flash mob. It was silly and I awoke.

I had arrived at a house in a big red pickup. It was in a forest somewhere and I had parked in a neighbor’s driveway and had dropped some things about in different places. We found out that a fire was coming and we needed to evacuate which was too bad. I needed to get back to the truck and pick things up so we could leave.

I was talking with a man and we went into the house and I sat in a chair to find that Mel had taken apart my capo and I was trying to get all the pieces back in order so I could put it back together.

I had materialized in a large drain pipe in a forest. I saw a cute furry creature and when I walked out of the drain, whispered to it. It started to approach me but I noticed that it didn’t look really healthy and I didn’t want to touch it. I exited the drain and turned left and saw a man that I started to follow and converse with. He had really long dark hair.


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