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HOMELESSNESS

Dreams of refugees and homeless people--or of being one.

The World Dream Bank has 1500 dreams and dream images plus 500 other pages on dreamwork and shamanism, creativity, genius, art, surrealism and fantasy. Unless otherwise noted, all material copyright Chris Wayan, 2001-2006.

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	BATTERED, WITH SYRUP: by Wayan; 1998/11/21, a healing dream. I'm a battered girl who sings in a mall. The Mall Dictator (of all people) helps me start to heal, and learn to fly... CAUTION: BATTERING AND ITS CONSEQUENT DAMAGE
	THE BIG CRUNCH: by Wayan; 1979/5/9, a cosmic nightmare. I'm being stalked. I take drastic measures. Like pulling the universe down! And is THAT enough? CAUTION: DREAD
	BIKE FROM A BOMB: by Wayan; 1981/3/14, a bikemare. Idiotically, I bet I can escape an atomic bomb on my bike. Maybe if I ignore stoplights... CAUTION: IRRESPONSIBLE WEAPONS USE
	BLOOD RUNAWAY: by Wayan; 8K, 1994/8/8, a non-nightmare. Some men get squeamish about menstrual blood, but this girl's plight was extreme... CAUTION: EWWWW!
	CYCLOPS, or, THE ANSWER TO MY PRAYER: by Wayan; 1993/8/24, a spiritual nightmare. In the far future, I relive Odysseus' tale. To save my life I must give up realistic hope, and focus on... CAUTION: CANNIBAL MONSTERS
	GALLERY GAWKERS: by Wayan; 2003-5; sketches of San Francisco characters For two years, I sat at the desk in our co-op gallery, and secretly sketched our bewildered, art-assaulted customers...
	GARDEN OF THE GODS: by Wayan; 1995/10/6, a dream of slowth. In the Garden of the Gods, I sit through sun and rain. For the gods aren't the gardeners, but the crop...
	GOLD EATER: by Wayan; 560K, 9-page comic of a 1993/1/15 dream. I'm an orphan shapeshifter enslaved by a gold-eating monster. But I meet a cat-girl with a hammer... CAUTION: BAD FOSTER-DAD; CAPITALIST MONSTER; VIOLENCE TO INNOCENT VENDING MACHINES
	GOSPEL GIRL: by Wayan; 1986/11/17, a stubborn dream. I'm a girl in a desert who God tells to preach a new gospel. But the locals, unlike ancient Rome, have guns... CAUTION: VIOLENT MARTYRDOM AND A KID WHO DOESN'T KNOW WHEN TO QUIT
	GRAMPA HAS SPOKEN: by Wayan; 1989/11/26, an oracular dream. In a worldwide junkyard full of warring spooks, I finally meet the one whose message I need to hear...
	HELPLESSLY LUCID: by Alder; 2007/6/23, a lucid dream in which I’m powerless! I’m a homeless elf. We’re a persecuted minority group. I know I’m dreaming and try to change it but...
	HUNTERS' FIRE: by Wayan; 1997/9/8, a nightmare that may be a memory. I'm an orphan shot at by hunters. They shoot my sister! But no one believes me... CAUTION: VIOLENCE
	I CAN'T JOIN THE TRIBE: by Wayan; 1997/8/12, a nightmare on madness. After the eco-crash, I try to join a tribe in the jungle that was Oakland. But they reject me, for good reason...
	I OVERSLEPT: by Wayan; 1992/6/12, a dream of loss. I oversleep more than usual, and wake to find a friend is dead. Or more than one. Maybe... everyone?
	I WAS A SEX SLAVE: by Wayan; 1994/11/20, a dream on isolation I'm a slave dancer. I run for it, and make it over the border. But my owner comes looking for me... CAUTION: NUDITY, SLAVE SOCIETY
	JOVE'S LIMBO: by Wayan; 1994/11/27, a dream of astral muckraking. Half elvish, rejected, I wander the worlds, and find a limbo built by Zeus--but do the inmates deserve it?
	KIDS' WORLD: by Wayan; 1996/8/2, a dream on solitude. The children of some castaways refuse to go 'home': to them, this shore IS home. So what won't I leave?
	KISS OF A SAVAGE: by Wayan; 1993/10/28, a dream of deep time. I wake to find I'm a museum exhibit 15,000 years from now, and I'm an utter primitive...
	THE LEMON SEA: by Wayan; 1982/2/22, a dream warning. I wake up as someone else. I go through her working day, till Captain Kirk comes to take me to...
	MIGRATION THROUGH FIRE: by Wayan; 1999/9/3, a dream of what matters. I'm a shaggy primitive whose tribe's outgrown our caves. We migrate, and meet two new species of people...
	MY ART'S IN THE MUSEUM, ALL RIGHT: by Wayan; 1996/2/19, a dream on self-theft. At last, I get shown in the museum! Sort of. Homeless people sell my art from carts in the lobby. Stolen!...
	THE NOTE: by Wayan; 1977/1/1, a psychic nightmare. On New Year's Eve, I dream my college no longer welcomes me, and wake to find it's true...
	OR... IS IT YOU?: by Wayan; 1990 nondream digital painting on marginality. When I was battered, I briefly lived on the streets. What struck me was how fragile most of us were... CAUTION: GRIM
	ORBITING THE CRYSTAL PALACE: by Wayan; 1998/1/12, a dream of making home. A wild flying dream lands me among feral children fighting to live in a glass conservatory of lost flowers...
	OWL AND CHEESE: by Wayan; 1986/7/8, a dreamtale of a Shadow? An alien woman makes a mess of our economy, ecology, world--but insists she wants to be my friend...
	THE PARABLE OF THE CAVE: by Wayan; 1993/9/18, an antisocial dream. Plato never did say what shed the light that cast those shadows on his cave wall. I find out. CAUTION: CUT-RATE APOCALYPSE
	PLUTO THAWS: by Wayan; 1973/1/19, a mythic dream set on Pluto. A quarrel between psychic adepts heats up to a war, thawing Pluto's surface. What'll the ice-tribes wish for?
	POTLATCH SMOKE: by Wayan; 1988/5/10, a dream of shamanic responsibility. Refugees flood the spirit worlds! War looms. Wolf, Silky, Dr Who, even the Bug-Goddess of Love are alarmed. I'm just a blonde ditz, but I help inspect realities till we trace the source: a Tlingit potlatch? Why?
	A RENAISSANCE WOMAN: by Wayan; 1997/7/3, a dreamtale. I'm an abused girl turning tricks to survive. But this is San Francisco: I join a prostitutes' co-op, and meet... CAUTION: PROSTITUTES WITH SELF-RESPECT, OH NO!
	RESCUE FEVER: by Wayan; 1994/2/3, a dreamtale on rescue fantasies. A refugee girl crawls into my bed. We become lovers. I protect her. But over time... am I holding her back? CAUTION: ABUSE? OR NOT?
	THE SELL-FISH WITCHES: by Wayan; 1983/6/29, a dreamtale. My sister and I are runaways, developing psychic powers. A cult of fish-selling witches wants to use us... CAUTION: SIBLING INCEST, SPELL ABUSE
	SELL THE GODS, AND RAISE HELL!: by Wayan; 1994/1/26, a dream riddle. Reactionaries smash a paper. To rebuild, the editor must sell tiki carvings! But gods don't LIKE being sold... CAUTION: MORAL QUANDARY
	A SHELLFISH EPIPHANY: by Wayan; 1996/6/14, a spiritual dream. I'm a Japanese pearldiver; our family's cast away on a coral islet. One day, lonely, scared, I cast away fear...
	SPORECOUNT: by Wayan; 105K, 1990/1/5, a dreamtale on change-phases. I'm a hot archeology student till I open the wrong tomb. A plague turns us into green moldy monsters... CAUTION: DISEASE, DEATH, GRIEF, SHAME
	SWAN: by Wayan; 225K (5 images), 1995/4/8, a stubborn dreamtale. I wake amnesic in a cabin in Alaska, in a dress printed with self-putdowns. I track down who cursed me...
	THE TAO OF DENNIS THE MENACE: by Wayan; 1986/4/17, a dream of a wise mentor. Chased by purple squid from Jupiter, I seek refuge with a guru the Goddess recommends for me...
	THEY DON'T BELIEVE ME: by Wayan; 550K total, 15 illus., 1989/10/4, an unbelievable dream. My dog and I are abducted by aliens who turn us into cats. We escape, and turn feral to survive. I'm back in school now, and in therapy... but how we got back, and what happened along the way, even my own shrink won't believe... CAUTION: LEWD SQUID AND KLEPTOMANIAC BUGS
	TOO MUCH TO BEAR: by Wayan; 1997/4/28, an alternate-world nightmare that knew its math. I dreamed that nouveau-riche half-ton polar bears invaded San Francisco, evicting us locals... CAUTION: VIOLENCE COMING TO YOUR TOWN SOON
	TRUSTING FOXES: by Wayan; 175K, 2 big pp, 1997/8/20, a comic of a psychic dream. A lawyer sends me a letter full of fox-girls! In Asia foxes mean trouble, but instantly I know they mean...
	WATERCATS: by Wayan; 170K, 1987/9/10; a psychic dream of another life. I'm a biologist who finds an 'extinct' species in a slum. But the survivors speak: they tell me I'm one of them, just hypnotized to think I'm human... And when I wake, another kind of cultural hypnosis is exposed: