From: mitchecp@whitman.edu (Carrie Mitchell) First of all, before I get to the actual dream, I have to say that I really enjoy getting your newsletter. I have only gotten two issues so far, but they are very interesting and bring up good points of debate. I especially like the dream section. I think it is cool that there is a place where devoted Beatlemaniacs can tell these stories to others who won't look at them like they have suddenly sprouted a guitar from thier forehead or something. Okay, now the wierd part: #1 I don't really remember how the dream started, but I was at a friend's house (one of those friends who is not actually real in real life, but in dreams you seem have known for years). She has rented a couple of movies, and we are going into a room to watch them. She opens the door, and although the room has aobut 20 people in it, the only one I notice is John Lennon, who is reclining on a bed, intently looking at a videocassette box. I walk over and ask what movie it is. He replies "The Adventures of Pippi Longstocking. It's my favorite." I think I woke up then, from the shock. Pippi Longstocking and John Lennon... what a combo. #2 This time, I was in some sort of parade or procession with John, Paul, and George. Instead of Ringo being there, Graham Chapman from Monty Python was there. So we are all walking and talking just like old friends, and also handing out tickets, I assumed later to a Beatles concert. Later, I notice that Graham Chapman has gone missing. Paul and John and George are quite a ways in front of me now, so I run up and tap Paul on the shoulder and try to explain that we have lost Graham. he hands me a ticket, just like I was waiting in line or something. So I try to tell John, who does the same thing. This is a bit irritating, so I stop and ask someone if they know what happened to Graham. They tell me he's dead. (He did die sometime in the 80s, so this is not really a big shock.) I run back up and try, this time, to explain to George that they will have an awfully hard time performing without Graham, and that he's dead. George looks at me and says seriously, "Well, John's been dead for years, and it hasn't been a problem yet." And then the dream kind of trailed off... I guess they must've got on all right... odd, though. --Carrie Mitchell From: FabGearNo9 I dreamed that I was in Japan (see, I'm taking Japanese classes at school so Japan has become a recurring subject) in the early sixties and I was walking along one of those pretty bridges that had a lot of cherry blossom trees around it. This young woman who was quite unattractive came up to me and asked me why I was here. She said plainly, "This is my bridge. You must not stand on my bridge. Get off of my bridge or I will have to push you off." I asked her who did she think she was. She said "Get off of Yoko's bridge or I shall push you off!" I then realized this woman was a younger version of Yoko. I walked off the bridge, not because I was afraid of being pushed, but I was just afraid of her. So I kept walking when I saw John wearing a top hat. He tipped his hat to me and said "G'day, young lady." He was headed in the direction of the bridge. I said to him, "Don't go on the bridge, there's a woman there who will push you off." John looked surprised. "That's evil!" he cried. "I will never ever ever cross that bridge in my entire life." He walked away and I was proud of myself for diverting the meeting of John and Yoko. From: JenHild120 MY most common dream it always starts out in the future, when i'm about 25 years old or so (11 years from now) and i have been a part of the invention of a TIME MACHINE. i get picked to test it out, because everyone else is afraid to. my first decision is to go to the year 1964 and meet the beatles. well, i do this, but unfortunately (yeah, right) the time machine breaks down, and the materials to fix it have not been discovered yet!!! so i'm **forced** to live in 1964. this is GREAT, though, because i have quickly become extremely good friends with John. we hang out together, and read each other's poems.....then flash forward to 1980....it's december and i guess i'm visiting john and yoko or something, i'm not really sure. well anyway, they are planning to go out, and then i remember what happens that night!!! i plead with them to not take a walk in the park, but it doesn't work!!!! so i sneak out behind them, and i end up taking a bullet for john!!!! (don't worry, it only hit my shoulder) so then, john is allowed to leave a full and happy life, and his (attemped) assassin goes to jail, for attempted murder =0) From: therubbersoul@juno.com (Justin J Jolkowsk) In the last issue, aniota@swbell.net (frank), shared some dreams of the Beatles, well, I too have had a dream with John Lennon in it. Here goes... I don't remember much of the dream, but what I do remember is that John Lennon and I were playing around like we were little kids, all except we weren't little kids. We were just having fun, and I remember being very happy. The only thing I remember him saying is that religion is dead. When I awoke, I was sad because that is when I remembered that John Lennon was shot years ago when I just a baby, and that made me realized that that joy and fun I had with John could never happen. Justin J TheRubberSoul therubbersoul@juno.com http://members.tripod.com/~therubbersoul/home.html "Everybody must get stoned" ~ Bob Dylan