Most dreams below are still mine, as few readers have sent me identity-bent dreams yet. Are they rare, or are such dreams uncomfortable to admit to? They could (I guess) show insecurity about your own identity, or inferiority feelings you're embarrassed to reveal (do you feel you're not OK as you are?), or show a hunger to appropriate another heritage.
But often I think such dreams are quite the opposite--broadening experiences. Immersion in another culture, without risk or jetlag! To wear another's face, or, deeper, to experience another's roots and language, is powerful--after that, it's hard to fear or put down someone you've been.
Such dreams may have simpler agendas, though; using culture, language or race in purely symbolic ways--shorthand quickly setting up a scene to revealing more complex truths. Such dreams may play with embarrassing stereotypes; but don't assume this means you're ethnocentric or racist just because dreams exploit clichés! The real point may be subtle.
And such dreams sure get your attention! Shock radio of the night.
RELATED TOPICS: I'm Just Not Myself Today: dreams where you've changed (this page is a subset of it) - other subsets: dream jobs: welcome to your new career! - cross-age dreams: you're much younger or older - cross-gender dreams: you learn how the other half lives - you're not even the same species - cross-platform dreams: you're not even carbon-based life! Silicon, steel, energy, data, spirit... - See also the full INDEX OF SUBJECTS.
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|A BEAM OF FLIGHT: by Wayan; 1992/4/19, a dream of love and shellshock.
I'm a dance teacher, I'm King Kong, I'm a shell-shocked elf, I'm a wild bird flying...
CAUTION: GAY-POSITIVE ROLE MODELS, OH NO!
|BILL COSBY'S WIFE: by Wayan; 1994/5/5, an insulting dreamtale.
I'm Bill Cosby's wife, finding it hard to cook for him without a stove or fridge...
CAUTION: SLANDER, I HOPE
|THE BROADS: by Wayan; 1978/11/19, a dream on lowlife potential.
Everyone wears a big cowboy beltbuckle. Twist it and your bodymass re-distributes! But mine...
CAUTION: CRASS AND CRUDE
|CHANGES, or, A WHISPER OF RESISTANCE: by Wayan; 1980/9/25, a dream of identity-chaos.
An identity earthquake that just wouldn't stop. I transform half a dozen times, and so does everyone else...
|CHEAPSHIP!: by Wayan; 1996/8/6, a nightmare on my own stinginess.
I'm a crewman on a ship that's falling apart, and I do mean that literally...
|A CRAIGSLIST BARGAIN: by Wayan; 2006/10/1. A dream of another life; possible ESP.
Iím an Asian kid in Pacifica, California. My parents annoy me, so I offer them for sale on Craigslist. A cop appears...
|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
|DAWN'S DIVORCE: by Dawn Z; 2002/3/1-21, an outrageous dream sequence
While going through a painful breakup, I kept having sexy, lucid, psychic dreams...
|FLEEING KAMPUCHEA: by Laura Lawrence; early 1990s?; recurring nightmares to heal a future patient
My Cambodian village was burned, my family murdered. At 12, I was the oldest survivor; I led a band of kids toward the border...
|GIANT'S HANDS: by Wayan; dreamed 1981/12/23, a split-consciousness nightmare
I was a giant carefully, guiltlessly flattening San Francisco--just following orders to recycle it! While my mind inside the giant's mind was appalled...
|HICKOPHOBIA: by Wayan; 1996/5/13; 2-page dream-comix (or plain text version)
Whenever I run out of ballet class to Japanese without asking my classmate Wendy out, I change sex...
|HISTORY CHANGES: by Wayan; 1994/11/22, a dream of an alternate life.
I'm the token Chinese guy in a jazz band in backwoods Brazil, in the old colonial days, when...
|HOLY ZEN MONK: by Wayan; 1978/4/24, a dream of suicide as political protest
I'm a Zen monk riddled with holes from a weird disease the government denies is real. So as a protest, I stand naked atop a wall and let the air-sharks take me...
CAUTION: SURREAL SUICIDE
|A HOTEL ODYSSEY: by Wayan; 1994/2/21, a Borges dream.
I live in the Infinite Hotel, but the other guests in my wing are no fun. It's time to set sail...
|THE ICE CREAM KISS: by Wayan; 1993/11/27, an uncomfortable dream.
I'm Joe Leaphorn, in (of all places for a Navaho detective) a coven in San Francisco watching a creamy...
|ISHI AND SNOID: by Wayan; 1993/8/4, a dream of stretching.
I'm a California Indian wandering through time, keeping the secret of time-travel from the reckless...
|IT'S A DEAD MAN'S PARTY: by Wayan; 1988/10/18, a nightmare of identity.
I find myself at a creepy party supporting a dead man who's running for office. And am I Dan Quayle?
CAUTION: HORROR BEYOND HORROR. YOU ARE DAN QUAYLE.
|THE LADY BATHES IN GRIEF: by Wayan; 1983/5/31, a long-haul psychic dream.
Why'd a spirit-woman come to our reservation to mourn a drowned guy? Her mirrors & candles tell us...
|LION-GIRL TRIANGLE: by Wayan; 2000/12/11, an uncomfortable sex-dilemma dream, possibly predictive
I'm a betrothed teenager having to choose between mates, in an alternate Africa where lions are people--and occasionally adopt humans...
|LION-MEN: by Wayan; 1995/7/9, an eye-opening dreamlet.
I'm a traveling Zen warrior talking to a circus girl in a barn. Four guys enter--and my life changes forever.
|LOLA: by Wayan; 1995/4/22, a wild dream: psychic, shamanic and... economic?
How the hell do I summarize this? Lola, a werefox I'm hot for, becomes my feudal Japanese brother, and her fox-shape reappears as the truck-driving maid for a Han Dynasty lady. We counter the interdimensional energy vampires by importing ghost unicorns on sailing ships, who have an orgy...
Two weeks later it all comes true. Literally? No. But closer than you think....
|MAGIC SCHOOL: by Wayan, 1982/1/26: a waking event and replying dream.
Phyllis Schlafly, killer of the Equal Rights Amendment, provokes a dream of being Captain Kirk trapped in a magic school with no way out but the graduate exam... Can I learn the lesson of the tree?
CAUTION: POLITICAL JOURNALISM BEFORE THE DREAM. OH NO!
|A MAMMOTH FIGHT: by Wayan; 1996/2/26, a dream of another life. A tacky other life.
I'm a fight promoter whose biggest deal ever is maybe too big for me. How'd it become a four-way bout?
CAUTION: CRASS ACT
|MARINE GEOLOGY'S NOT IT: by Wayan; 1984/6/2, a dream farce.
After finding marine geologists in my chocolate pudding, I'd rather be a Frenchman and insult my wife...
|OPHIDIOPHOBIA: by Wayan; 1986/2/12, a dream on race and religion.
I'm a therapist with a client diagnosed paranoid--but are his doctors racist? He's not just black, but scaly...
|THE PEGASUS CHILD: by Wayan; 1982/4/4, a dream of family diversity and spiritual advice
Dad's human, Mom's an owl-lynx, the kid's a baby Pegasus... and I, W.C. Fields, fat cynical drunk, am the babysitter...
|POIROT'S FLIGHT: by Wayan; 1994/11/15, an anti-lucid dream.
I summon an aeroplane to escape a trap. Lucid? Not at all! Why should Poirot bother with such abstractions?
|THE REAL MAO: by Wayan; 2006/7/9 and 7/11: two dreams (one possibly psychic) about an appalling book
Jung Changís exposé of Mao's brutal deeds and legacy provoke dreams I demand that leaders listen...
|THE SHAMAN INSPECTOR: by Wayan; 1996/7/31, a dream on core values.
My work as a federal shaman inspector involves judging a rainbow of traditions by a few basic principles:
|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...
|SILK PINS: by Wayan; 1992/5/13, a self-mocking dream.
I'm a trade rep for Terra, on a new world. But an old rival, a rep from another world, arrives, and...
|SUPPORT TEAM: by Wayan; 2005/6/6, a dream-comic on what creative leaps need
I'm a married couple--the cook and laundress for an English observatory in 1948. Why are we testifying to a Labor Party committee that we WANT to be servants? Well...
|TALISMAN: by Wayan; 2016/3/3, a dream hinting I need some long-term dreamwork!
I'm a boy from a Southwestern tribe whose rite of passage is a bike race. I wear a jasper pendant with mysterious powers...
|THINGS WASH OFF: by Wayan; 2009/4/22, a dream fingering the cause of a breakup; Dreamverse #49
Those Hollywood lovers in the tub seem perfect together, until... oh, read the title!
CAUTION: RACE- AND GENDER-BENDING
|TRUE LOVE = CHOICE! by Ms. Mira; Jan. 2008, a dream-lesson on compassion and free will.
I'm on an alien world inside the minds of two women and a child struggling with moral choices in a civil war...
CAUTION: DEATH, LOSS
|MY TUTELARY UNCLE: by Wayan; 1993/5/28, a shamanic dream.
I'm half Anglo, half Kwakiutl. My uncle the shaman died, but he still wants to teach me his medicine...
|AN UNEXPECTED MOVE: by Wayan; 1998/12/17, a peripatetic dreamtale.
In the Los Angeles ruins, a wizard-gang jumps us. Trapped, I try a desperate move never seen in LA: I use my feet...
|THE VOICE OF GOD: by Wayan, 1993/1/31, a psychic nightmare-epic.
I go half-mad and massacre a whole cult, till my gun manifests stigmata: a gory miracle. Then I'm one of the cult members, struggling to ignore the Voice of God pushing all us mortals to murder in His name.
I woke up haunted, and wondered for weeks what this was about... until the Waco Massacre.
CAUTION: CREEPY VIOLENCE, CREEPY GOD, CREEPY PREDICTION
|THE WHO IN HELL AM I: by Wayan; 1984/1/28, a stubborn dream.
I'm Pete Townshend of the Who, climbing stubbornly out of Hell by noticing what I don't want...
|WHO'LL BE MY LOVE?: by Wayan; 1986/4/14, a dream noir farce; part 4 of UNICORN TAG.
I'm a hardboiled detective wincing as I grill a meek little psychic (who might just be me) about embarrassing subjects like unicorns, and love...
CAUTION: A UNICORN WHO MAKES EVEN THE COPS BLUSH
|WHOSE DREAM WAS IT?: by Wayan; 2008/10/18, a nested-dream poem, Dreamverse #35.
I'm a Chinese kid fleeing the Japanese Occupation in 1938. As we near San Francisco, I wake to find it's all my dad's dream. Wait... he's alive again? But he wasn't a refugee. Is this a pastlife memory, and if so, whose--his or mine?
|YOU REALLY AREN'T LUNCH; 2012/6/11 by Maia Spencer; a cledonic dream of facing fears
Hiding in the woods I meet a Cyclops. But I'm not me, I'm the editor of the World Dream Bank...
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