Saturday, November 3, 2012

Dream a Little Dream

FRIDAY, MARCH 25 6:00 to 8:00 PM , Class Fee $15.00 In this class we will go along with the theme of the month and work on DREAM ANALYSIS. Come prepared to dive in to some of your most profound dreams. We will look for methods to decipher and clarify their message. For more information call or email Lynda Forbes, Master Astrologer and Teacher *** *** ****. Other classes and appointments for private readings are available. Visit my website www.lyndaforbes.com
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Dear Craig

I was unable to attend your DREAM ANALYSIS on the 25th, I did send the class fee of $15.00 in with my associate and dream partner Leonard Titacus since I had already reserved a spot. So I was wondering if you could help me decipher a reoccurring and disturbing dream that I have been experiencing. I feel that there may be a real ominous premonition involving the fate of my loved ones and I'd really appreciate your insight. Here goes:

I am sitting in a classroom with a guy that looks like my friend Artie, except Artie doesn't have glasses and this guy does. But it's not suppossed to be Artie, he tells me or I just kind of know that his name is Cranston. Then I think we are some sort of teammates possibly in a gameshow or playing a trivia game, and we are trying to communicate to each other the answer to a really difficult question, but Cranston never moves his mouth, so he maybe using telepathy on me. Suddenly I am in my grandma's living room at the house she lived in when I was 7 or 8. Cranston is gone, and my cousins are there and they are trying to get me to smoke cigarettes, but I haven't smoked in like 6 years and I don't want to start again. I look outside and it starts raining like a hurricane, and there are these NAVY SEALS wearing like those frogsuits storming the beach, and my grandma doesn't even live at the beach. So suddenly I somehow know that there is going to be a tornado and my dog is outside somewhere, so I end up driving a golf cart up and down the streets of some little town in India trying to get someone who speaks english to help me find my dog...and at this point I realize I'm full on naked. And I never find my dog, just a note from Cranston that says "You have passed Level 1 but the real test is in the Wizard's Palace"...

Sometimes I wake up sweating, other times I have urinated the bed. My friend Leonard thinks that it means I should play the lottery. What do you think it means? Please Help.

 Dream Weaver
Tug
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I am confused. Was the deposit for my class sent to my office? I would love to help with this and I truly believe this is the start of a brand new cycle. Send birth info or come and see me and I'll be glad to help. The Wizard's Palace is more than likely referring to this huge build up in Aries (new beginnings, creative energy) that is going through right now. It IS tricky when it comes to timing so I need to know more about the person.

Blessings,

Lynda
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Craig

That is really weird that you should associate the Wizard's Palace with Aries because that's what I was thinking too, except the last time I had the dream Cranston drew the sign of Leo in the sand with the Wizard's staff. The new cycle is confusing me too, because each time I have the dream it is in the middle of the lunar cycle and my wife's mentsral cycle, so i really can't pin it down. Leonard thinks that it is a dream within a dream just like on that movie "Inception." I am wondering if you have a machine that allows you to enter my dreams so that you can help me enter the Wizard's Palace because I think it holds the key to some unanswered questions. Leonard asked if you could help answer a dream question for him too. He has a reoccurring naughty dream about his sister-in-law but he never gets past second base without waking up. Is there a dream machine that would keep him asleep long enough to finish the dream. Please help....I need to know what this dream means...maybe I can save myself from dying in my sleep like those kids on Elm Street.

Dream On,
Tug

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Tug, I cannot do that for you as much as I wish I could, but I think the element of fires is part of your clue. It's about learning how to be assertive in a productive way. Leo is about courage and integrity. I'm likening the 'Wizard' to the Hermit in the Tarot. A source of direction. Right now, most of us feel the pull to get moving toward new things but it's not time. dig into the things that are of interest. Plan on moving forward later towrd the end of the month.

I'm afraid the other dream is a bit beyond me except we are all 'rebooting' our relationships for the next year and a half. Perhaps his draw to his sister in law is a sign that certain things need to be worked on in his marriage. If you folks were born in the 70's-early 80's, it makes more sense to me.

By the way, how do I know you? Did I meet you at a fair?

Blessings,

Lynda
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Craig

It's been awhile since I last wrote you, I have been catching up on some much needed sleep. I actually slipped into a coma for about 3 weeks, the doctors can't quite explain it, there's no medical reason. While I slept I found myself in a strange maze that was ruled by David Bowie...he had kidnapped my little sister and I met strange and unusual creatures on my journey to save the baby. I even wound up in a bog of eternal stench where the ground farted. I'm not quite sure what it all means. The weird thing is my buddy, who had the thing for his sister-in-law, also wound up in an unexplained coma and dreamt for 6 wks straight about his sister-in-law, but when he woke up he learned he was being molested by an orderly. Very sad, he poops 9 times a day now. No explanation needed for his dream, we're pretty certain that he just has a thing for her and thats why he dreamed it was her touching his butt. Anywho, I'd love to know what your favorite David Bowie song is, I like Major Tom. BTW I believe that it was a fair that we met at, but no ordinary fair, it was.........a job fair. That's where I found employment as a dream interpreter. Peace be with you.

Mr. Sandman
Tug

Slider On Over to Me

Missed Connections:

you were at white castle in anderson at about 11pm on wends. you kept looking at me...
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Dear Craig

This is probably a long shot, but I saw your missed connections ad, and I had to reply and see if it is really you. I happened to be at the White Castle in Anderson on weds around 11. I noticed a girl and was checking her out, but I was afraid that my breath smelled like stanky @$$ White Castles and that I might fart or possibly crap my pants if I walked over and talked to her, plus we're at a White Castles, nobody hits on someone at White Castles except really dirty poor people. But why let my fears and hang-ups get in the way of true love, right? So here I am several weeks later, with my bowels mostly cleared of greasy patties and soggy onions, just pouring my heart out to you. So I was thinking maybe I could take you out to a Denny's for a Barnyard Buster around midnight sometime, or maybe we could get a half stack of flap jacks at a Wafflehouse tomorrow morning after last call. Write me back if you too believe in true love, and if you are mostly to partially disease free.

Tug

Poor Ol' Wooden Head

Disclaimer: Before reading this post it's best to know the song Kaw-Liga by Hank Williams Sr or Jr http://www.cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/williams-hank-jr/kaw-liga-997.html
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hand carved cigar store indians and totem poles in three different styles and sizes 2'-6'. Need more info on availability and pricing call

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Dear Craig

Hiddy Ho. I seen you got them Ingins for sale. What's them Ingins made from? Knotty Pine?  I seen you have a few different poses to choose from, how's about one with his Sunday feathers and Tomahawk, you got that one? Could you make his poor old wooden head look more red? Or does that need to develop over time due to a lack of kissing? Do you have any Ingin maidens for me to put out in front of my antiques store? How long of a wait on a replacement maiden, in case a wealthy customer comes and takes her away? You think them Ingins ever wish they was still an old pine tree? I got cash write me back.

Thanks Kemosabe
Tug
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Hello,

Most are made from different types of hardwoods. Sizes range from 2-6 foot and prices range from $125-800. The one with the tomahawk one is made from fiberglass/resin and goes for $650. Have a 4 foot maiden holding a bunch of cigars and 2 feathers made from wood for $375. Let me know if you need anymore info or call ***-***-****.
Thanks, David
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Craig

I appreciate your quick response, you are a professional indeed. I really would like to work with you on this, but I cannot accept a fiberglass Ingin. The idea makes my face turn red and gets me fixin' to scalp someone. This Ingin needs to be 6ft tall, with Sunday feathers and a Tomahawk, he should be constructed of knotty pine, and his facial expression should be that of a lovesick and lonesome fool. Like he just ain't never had no kissing. I am sure as an artisan and craftsman you will have no problem meeting my demands. The maiden that you have sounds fine, however I would prefer that she be 4ft 2 5/8 inches due to the proportions of a gumball machine I have outside my antiques store, I don't want her messing up my Fung Shwai. I'll give $350 for her, cause I think your bustin' my marbles. Lemme know your best price on the Ingin Brave.

I'm an Indian Outlaw
Tug
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Hello,

OK with $350 for the Indian Maid. How do you want to arrange pick-up ? Where are yo located? I live 20 miles west of Cols. near rt 42 and I-70. Let me know or call
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Craig

Now let's slow down here a minute. I don't want to make 2 trips, so I need to know if you can meet my specifications on the Ingin Brave, because the maiden is absolutely worthless to me if I don't have the Ingin Brave. The daggone song is hardly even about the Ingin maiden, the true protagonist in this story is the Ingin Brave, surely you understand that. Plus we're gonna have to meet half way, I've never been as far as rt 42, but my buddy said that it's a real trashy area and full of hillbillies and inbreds, he said that I better not take my 2001 dodge dakota out there round them pieces of trash. And I'll have to take his word, he knows alotta about these kinda things cause he used to be poor. Now the other thing I wanted to clear up is the matter of Indian Giving. I'm gonna have my lawyer draw up some papers to make sure you ain't gonna try and give me these Ingins and then turn around and want them back. Question, You ever seen Disney's Pocahontus? You know in real life she was only 11 years old, that daggone John Smith was a sick SOB, probably lived on rt 42 according to my buddy. I ain't trying to offend nobody, I'm just stating what I've been reported on. Anyhow, I'm hoping we can settle this whole thing up for around $900, both Ingin Brave and Maiden to my specifications, and counting on a delivery to midway tween here and there. What says you, friend?

Pow wow
Tug
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Tug

Me thinks you are wacked out. Just a guess

David
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