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6 July 2014
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22 January 2014 

6:31am

Sky999

Ahhh Girl said 
^parlance, were they fighting blue-meanie?

Last night I dreamed that on the Ultimate Classic Rock Artist of the Year poll that parlance posted on the news thread Paul only had 2% of the vote and Black Sabbath had 82%. I said, "Hell, no, this isn't how this poll is going to turn out." I was planning my mobilizing strategy to rectify this unholy situation.

I have the page on my bookmarks toolbar in FireFox.

Hey it could have been worse. Black Sabbath is pretty awesome. a-hard-days-night-george-9

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22 January 2014 

6:38am

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Annadog40 said

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Annadog40 said 
I'm not sure if this counts since I dreamed about the Beatles bible forum people not the Beatles themselves.

Anyway The dream starts where some guy post a topic about going on an adventure and stuff. So me and some other forum people say OK and get teleported to a random mesa. And everyone is given a random superpower except one person.

I find a bow and arrow and some targets and like hit the target and ya.

Then some how me and LongHairedLady fall off the mesa but we were saved by mja6758 who found out they have telekinesis.

That's about all that happened we just stayed on the mesa and never figured out how to get down and all starved to death.

Crazy!  What did I look like in this dream?  My avatar? lol

Pretty much except you were younger and more female

So Paul in girly-er form? a-hard-days-night-george-2

I must have been way better looking in your dream then!  a-hard-days-night-paul-10

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5th February 2014

4:47pm

Parlance

Oops, meant to post this here.

I dreamt I was in NYC this week and I attended the Fest for Beatles Fans.

Won't be doing that, but I'll be going to the LA version later this year!

parlance

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10 February 2014

4:11pm

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I went to a Ringo concert with some friends. We were sitting in a balcony. Ringo and his band were behind a heavy gauze curtain arranging the stage.

One of the guys in my group commented on the earrings I was wearing. They were a bit of a mix between/something like these

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The one on my right ear had little pink hearts dripping on it. The one on my left ear had little white ballet slippers. The guy asked me why I was wear two different earrings and what the significance of each one was.

Here's what I told him. The hearts were for McCartney since I love him so much. The ballet slippers were for Ringo because he fills me with so much joy that it makes me want to dance.

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11 February 2014

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Last night I dreamed that a friend I haven't seen in a while was getting married and I was invited, but the wedding took place during lunchtime on a workday.  My friend has a goatee and is bald.

When I got to the building where it was, I realized he had joined the Satanic Church and was getting married in a Satanic ceremony.  He was acting very different with his bride to be, laughing diabolically and saying evil things.  I sat in one of the pews in the back and he didn't notice me.

The service began and the facilitator put on this music that sounded like people groaning with growling sounds and dissonant string instruments.  As the music came on, he began to look around at all the people present, and I realized this was some kind of fear-inducing vibration that was meant to scare people away who weren't supposed to be there.  I just thought about something else and ignored the music.  I looked around and saw a few other people I know.  They had all secretly joined the Satanic Church and continued as usual in other aspects of their lives at the same time.

The service involved call and response readings and it was designed so that those who had been invited could come back at some point after the wedding and undergo a novitiate ceremony to join the church.  I could feel the negative energy just building up throughout.

When it was over I realized that somehow I had been undressed during the ceremony.  I grabbed my clothes and put them back on and saw that it was 5:00 and somehow I had missed the rest of work.  I hugged my friend and left.

Because I was late, I started running, and this attracted the attention of a sentinel wearing a costume stationed outside.  He called these strange four-legged animals who came and surrounded me. One was mottled and black and white and looked like a cross between a calf and a coyote with vaguely human facial features.  They were "sniffing" to see if I had any fear.  I passed through them and I couldn't find my car, and so I went up the road to a little white house on a hill.

Once inside, I met George Harrison and his mother. It was a young George, probably around 17 years old.  George was just waking up and it was time to go to work the next day already.  We worked together.  He asked if I was going to wear the same clothes from yesterday.  I hadn't had a bath either.  We went looking for the car, which was a little white four-door, and I think that is when I woke up.

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