Stephen C

Thanks so much for the update, Snipes. it sounds like you've gained some clarity about the cats in your dream. At times where I'm not recalling my dreams and I want to reconnect with my unconscious I will ask my unconscious when laying down to sleep to "Please show me what you'd like me to know." and let it know I'm curious, or I'll send it my curiosity. That's helped me. I've found my unconscious won't put in much effort in communicating with me when I'm not really listening, if that makes sense. Also, if I find myself pushing my dreams to the side when i wake up I make a conscious effort to spend more time recalling my dream. I'll either lay there and think about how I felt throughout the dream, or do it while I'm getting ready for the day. The little girls don't seem to be very in touch with the cats experience and preferences. For example, they pick it up roughly and put it somewhere it doesn't really want to be. I don't think the cat appreciates this. I try to never pick up cats because I dont sense they ever like it, when it comes time to bring the cat downstairs I'll put down a shopping bag and lure it in there, then I'll gentely scoop up the bag and carry it downstairs.

In the dreams I have with a cat or cats, they stick to me, and don't want to be without me. They do claw me, but there's a sense of neediness, clinginess, not that there's anything wrong with neediness. In real life cats and animals in general warm up to me very quickly, I can't tell you how many times I've been told by a pet owner "She/he usually doesnt like anyone! That's so weird!" There are two little girls, sisters (9 and 7) in the apartment below me. They usually keep their apartment door open for air flow/ventilation (I assume) and when one of them sees me walking up or down the stairs they run out and say HI! and I always spend some time talking to them, asking how they are, and what they're up to. Sometimes they tell me stories, the little one is such a quick talker and I can tell it's because she has to be because her older sister is dominating in a certain way, which i pointed out to them last time we spoke. Anyway, there's a lot I can say about them and my interactions with them, they seem to like me very much and I get a sense that they don't want me to ever go once we start interacting. They recently got a new kitty cat because their last cat ran away a year ago. Last year that cat would climb up the fire escape and come to my window and start meowing. I would always let it in and let it hang out for awhile and snoop around, and I'd eventually bring it back downstairs to the girls. It would always make it's way back up to my window until it finally ran away from them. This cat they just got always comes out into the hallway when I'm there talking to the girls and last time the younger sister said "I don't know why, but whenever you're here the cat comes out to see you. It doesn't do that with anyone else!". Just last night I was laying down listening to myself, my thoughts, my Parts / mecosystem stuff and I hear a cat meowing outside my window so i go to open it and it's the kitty from downstairs. This is the second cat of theirs that makes it's way up the fire escape to my window and starts meowing. I don't even understand how it knows I'm up here in this apartment, but it does. Eventually I brought it back downstairs and the older sister answered the door and I pointed down to the cat and she said "How do you keep getting our cat?!"Some of the thoughts I was having about this is, well...lemme say first off this sounds kind of grandiose, and mystical. let me know if this be bullshit. I get a vibe from people that they sense something about me that they love, and they want and (sadness, tearing up as a type this) the world is so much lacking in empathy and care. Genuine care, that doesn't involve someone looking for something to gain. I think people and animals sense that in me...not always, sometimes I am so blended with other Parts of myself I can be cold, defensive and maybe even mean. But, when I'm feeling at my finest, peak Self energy, living things yearn for me in a certain way I can't describe. it frightens me at times, I don't have enough to give. Sometimes I'm even having trouble giving myself what I need. I wish i could do more, I wish I could soak up all the suffering in the world. Anyway, I know that this is your thread, Snipes so I'm sorry for making a post so centered on me. This might not have anything to do with your dreams, but I think it's worth telling. Oh, also...in the dreams, the wounds that are inflicted on me by the cats disappear immediately, almost as if I have Wolverine like regenerative abilities or maybe the wounds are just illusions, but the pain is very real and it scares the shit out of me.

Can't have a pet elephant here. What about for you, Ster?

I've had a reoccuring theme of cats attacking me in dreams, your descriptions resonates with me a bunch.It might be worth asking the cats who they are, what their goal is, how they feel and if they like what they are doing. Any information you can get from them will be useful. I know cats can't talk, but in my experience everything in my dreams has something to say, even inanimate objects.

I think it might be useful to toss whatever people say about single motherhood into the trash and just focus on getting your children what they need and want as much as you can. It sounds like you are already working towards that. Asking them for feedback, suggestions, preferences, and advice is going to be useful, I think.

[^o)] Anyway, how about a chat about beauty tonight? See what we can come up with.

If we were all one, we'd need a lot of diapers.

I got a lot of "My house, my rules. Get your own house one day and you can do whatever you want, but not while you're staying here." from my mother growing up. I got the feeling that I had no home, I was homeless all my life. At best I was a guest somewhere and if I was lucky and behaved how they wanted me to, they would let me stay. That shit was really wack.

I'm glad she didn't throw a shoe.

It's ok, between the time I posted and you reponded I totally became a ho.

He probably got more food in prison than he was able to get outside of prison. How is that funded? Theft.

I'm not a ho.

When someone puts forward this argument, steal their stuff to give to a homeless person and see how with it they are. Or, you can just let them know that you're going to inform local homeless people that they can steal the persons stuff without having to worry about the police being called or charges being pressed against them.

Brilliant point. Point? No seriously, how do I get that to go down? I like money. Thank you. Great point that their real belief in that philosophy would be displayed by their willingness to put their money where their mouth is. As for making that happen, good luck. Heh, thanks. I'd probably find the answer by studying religion.

Brilliant point. Point? No seriously, how do I get that to go down? I like money. Thank you.

It would be cool if people advocating "we are all one" transfered their savings and earnings to my bank account.

Adam Kokesh never leaves his house without two cannons.

You're welcome. I'm sorry this was the case for you growing up It's not true that you can only imagine where your fear of confrontation stems from, you know for certain where it stems from.

Not true. Humans are not born "pushovers" or afraid of confrontation. This sounds like a story.

This reminds me of the movie 'Artificial Intelligence' except in the movie the mother at least had the decency to leave her son all by himself in the middle of the woods and not with the state.

Most likely. Possibly. Sometimes. Haha, me neither. =D

Nope, I don't have a special code, sorry.

Maybe we can get in from the sewers? =D

You thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?

There's the Anarchy in NYC event coming up this weekend. I know quite a few FDR members will be there. Heads up.