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8 November 2012
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kedame said:
I had an awesome dream the other night…one of those dreams where you wake up feeling great. I was at some little concert in a school gym. It wasn’t a really big thing. Then, suddenly Paul is up on stage (current Paul). I looked at him and thought, “Oh, Lord, he’s gonna dance.” And sure enough, he starts the kind of dance that makes kids embarrassed of their parents. It looked like he was going to fall off the stage, and I told him not to, but he did anyway. He had to stand on my knee to get back onstage. It was weird because I had to hold his hand, and I noticed his hands weren’t pretty. I don’t like ugly hands, and in reality, Paul’s hands seem pretty normal. Then, he started singing. My old softball coach was the dj, and she was singing back-up (badly). Then, this screen falls on Paul. He moved to a different stage, and a bunch of girls followed him over there, including me. Then, most everyone except me left or weren’t paying attention to the music. The odd thing is that he wasn’t playing any of his own songs, only covers. When the concert was over, I got to talk to him. I asked if he was bruised, and he said he was pretty banged up, and he didn’t have any fun because people weren’t excited enough. I then told him I have ALL of his albums…42 in total, with some bonus material as well. I told him he was my favorite artist, and he gave me a BIG hug and said I could get a picture if I wanted. It was a great hug, the kind you wish you could get after every long, horrible day. My sister took the picture, and he left, going down some back stairs. I yelled at him that he needed to come back to the area to do a proper concert.
That was the end. It’s one of the first full Beatles-related dream I can remember really well. It was so realistic.
That’s sounds more like a nightmare to Paul! Poor fellow… And yes, his dancing makes me kind of awkward too… Seriously, you have 42 albums of his?? Has he even made so many?
12.19am
8 November 2012
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seaglass eyes sunny smile
I had the most horrific Beatles dream a few months ago, where I was watching television and the news guy said Paul had died. I woke up literally screaming into my pillow and crying hysterically. It was dreadful.
On the bright side, I had a better dream last summer, where my friend’s soccer coach, who’s from Liverpool, was chasing me through my school gym, with a knife, and I was going to hide under the rack for the exercise mats, except John was already under there, so I was going to hide somewhere else. But he told me I could sit on his legs as long as I didn’t make any loud noises leading to our discovery. So I sat on his legs. It was a good-if-kinda-weird dream. (The John bit was good, the being chased by my friend’s maniacal soccer coach bit not as much)
Yeah, I have a really weird subconscious 
. (Imagine Ringo rolling his eyes in his head as he says this…)
“Now And Then , though, someone does begin to grow differently. Instead of down, his feet grow up toward the sky. But we do our best to discourage awkward things like that.” “What happens to them?” insisted Milo. “Oddly enough, they often grow ten times the size of everyone else,” said Alec thoughtfully, “and I’ve heard that they walk among the stars.” –The Phantom Tollbooth
12.20am
8 November 2012
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8.31pm
mr. Sun king coming together
Okay, you know my last dream? The NYC with Joe and al? Part two happened last night. So, we’re walking around Time Square, and then M3 and Mith go off shopping. I remember Joe asking Mith to get Ellie a nice gift. Then me, Zig and Joe went to a bar (haven’t a clue how I got in). It was called Winnies (after Churchill. This is getting weird, as a bar in Montreal is also called that). But then the cool part happened. Paul came in the bar (this was opening night of Ocean’s Kingdom ), and somehow recognised Joe. He introduced himself to us, some pictures were taken, and then Paul bought the round of drinks. Then I awoke, laughing my ass off to the memory of Montreal with my brother. Oh, and I forgot something. Just before I awoke, Mith/M3 came and found us, canticles over Paul, and showed Joe a beautiful ring for Ellie. I love my dreams.
I tried to think of something powerful and moving… and failed. “You were given a choice between war and dishonor – you chose dishonor, and you shall have war” – Winston Churchill
12.21am
8 November 2012
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10.03pm
mithveaen
That’s nice.. I wish I could dream more about the Beatles.
Sadly, my only Beatle dreams now are having this puppy named Thingy. 
Here Comes The Sun ….. Scoobie-doobie…… Something in the way she moves…..attracts me like a cauliflower… Bop. Bop, cat bop. Go, Johnny, Go. Beware Of Darkness … I believe in SH…
12.22am
8 November 2012
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7.22pm
CranberrySauce
I had the weirdest dream last night…
Part of it involved me reading a newspaper article about how George and Paul’s moms were arrested for swearing in ten different languages.
The other half had something to do with tangoing hipsters shortening the week to just Thursday, Friday and Saturday.
I am now confused.
Because the wind is high, it blows my mind.
12.24am
8 November 2012
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11.59pm
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CranberrySauce said
I had the weirdest dream last night…
Part of it involved me reading a newspaper article about how George and Paul’s moms were arrested for swearing in ten different languages.
The other half had something to do with tangoing hipsters shortening the week to just Thursday, Friday and Saturday.
I am now confused.
But if they shorten the week Sunday won’t come afterward!!!! 
Curse you, Rebecca Black…
I’ll have you know, the bit about multi-lingual swearing made me laugh. Somehow I can imagine Mrs. Harrison doing that, actually. Not Paul’s mom though.
I’d be confused too if I dreamed that.
“Now And Then , though, someone does begin to grow differently. Instead of down, his feet grow up toward the sky. But we do our best to discourage awkward things like that.” “What happens to them?” insisted Milo. “Oddly enough, they often grow ten times the size of everyone else,” said Alec thoughtfully, “and I’ve heard that they walk among the stars.” –The Phantom Tollbooth
12.24am
8 November 2012
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2.58am
mr. Sun king coming together
I just woke up from a little mini dream, but it was awesome. So, Paul does his final tour, a Nlrth American tour, with a show in my hometown of Ottawa. Well, the date of the show happened to be the second of three nights my cousin from out west was in town. She’s a Beatles fan, who hates Paul the person, but likes/loves some of his work (no real desire to get too deep in the solo work). So, after an awkward conversation with her mom (who IRL I’ve never met, and doubt has an Australian accent), I talk to my cousin. I remember the last thing she said as we entered the concert was, “Boy, you guys have ridiculous prices for your pizza!” God , any dream with her is great. Nighty night.
I tried to think of something powerful and moving… and failed. “You were given a choice between war and dishonor – you chose dishonor, and you shall have war” – Winston Churchill
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AliJaggerMcCartney
AliJaggerMcCartney said
I just woke up from a dream where John and Colin Mocherie were having a staring contest xD
Part two of the dream came last night!
(and btw all of the guys are cerca 1965 and it takes place in an empty Whose Line set)
Ok so while John and Colin were having a staring contest, Ryan Stiles and Paul walk in with chips and bean dip and sit down to watch Ringo and Brad Sherwood play cards, and in the corner where they play News Flash, George and Drew Carey are taking turns riding the mechanical bull.
And then Mick Jagger falls through the ceiling then goes to smoke pot with Keith Richards and Wayne Brady.
Anyway it was AWESOME!!!!!!!
APPLE! 
Good Dog Nigel. Arf, Arf, he goes, a merry sight. Our little hairy friend. Arf, Arf, upon the lampost bright, arfing around the bend. Nice dog! Goo boy, waggie tail and beg. Clever Nigel, jump for joy Because we’re putting you to sleep at three of the clock, Nigel. –John Lennon “In His Own Write”
12.29am
8 November 2012
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12.44pm
oneafter909
Oh my God . I just realised that it was Whose Line!
That’s so epic!
Step on the gas and wipe that tear away.
12.30am
8 November 2012
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2.49pm
McLennonSon
I dreamt once (I think so) my dad was getting late for work (it was like ’62) and we went for a Beatles Concert at the Cavern, and then Brian came and looked like Kit Lambert, just looking there,
And I woke up. 
That’s what you get if you’re reading Anthology too much.
My Music Blog. One and one don’t make two One and one make one.
12.33am
8 November 2012
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12.24am
AliJaggerMcCartney
I had one last night! 
Ok, so I find myself walking along the hallways of a huge Victorian style mansion/lake house with a whole bunch of other tourists (the stereotypical kind of tourists with the Hawaiian shirts and the cameras), it looked like a dimly lit Buckingham Palace on the inside and when you look outside from the roof-to-floor windows, you could see the traditional English garden and the lake (which was a beautiful turquoise color) behind it. And then the tour guide (who appeared out of nowhere) announced “Now Mr. Starr will not be signing autographs or doing much visitation with guests until the designated hours, he wants to remind you that he is a very busy man. But he apologizes for all inconveniences and loves all of his fans. ” And I’m almost about to jump out of my skin because I realized I was at 
‘s house! And now someone over the P.A. system (
‘s so awesome, he has P.A. system in his house) says “The lake is now open for swimming to all visitors” and so I rush off to the lake and I’m already wearing my swimsuit and I jump in the water and see that it’s more like an ocean in there because of the depth and the different kinds of colorful fish (somehow I can see underwater without goggles 
in this dream) after swimming for a while, I dry off and put my other clothes back on and I go up to the balcony. I look down at the garden and I see 2011 
playing his drum set with 1985 
on guitar. I was about to flip out when 
looks up at me and smiles.
The dream ended there unfortunately because my sister woke me up, but I have reason to believe that I then died with happiness because 
smiled at me 
Good Dog Nigel. Arf, Arf, he goes, a merry sight. Our little hairy friend. Arf, Arf, upon the lampost bright, arfing around the bend. Nice dog! Goo boy, waggie tail and beg. Clever Nigel, jump for joy Because we’re putting you to sleep at three of the clock, Nigel. –John Lennon “In His Own Write”
12.34am
8 November 2012
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11.31am
oneafter909
Damn. I want Ringo’s house.
Step on the gas and wipe that tear away.
12.34am
8 November 2012
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12.36am
AliJaggerMcCartney
Me too 909!
Good Dog Nigel. Arf, Arf, he goes, a merry sight. Our little hairy friend. Arf, Arf, upon the lampost bright, arfing around the bend. Nice dog! Goo boy, waggie tail and beg. Clever Nigel, jump for joy Because we’re putting you to sleep at three of the clock, Nigel. –John Lennon “In His Own Write”
12.35am
8 November 2012
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seaglass eyes sunny smile
Oooh, I had one. I was at my brother’s football game with my friend, and I noticed Paul was in the stands too. (Modern-day Paul) So of course I completely freaked out. Then, I looked across the field and there was ANOTHER Paul, except he was wearing this really tacky purple Hawaiian shirt. My friend and I were trying to find out which one was the real Paul, but I woke up just before we did.
“Now And Then , though, someone does begin to grow differently. Instead of down, his feet grow up toward the sky. But we do our best to discourage awkward things like that.” “What happens to them?” insisted Milo. “Oddly enough, they often grow ten times the size of everyone else,” said Alec thoughtfully, “and I’ve heard that they walk among the stars.” –The Phantom Tollbooth
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oneafter909
Actually, I was going to say Paul was the one in purple.
Just kidding.
I haven’t had a Beatle dream for a Long, Long, Long (ha) time.
Step on the gas and wipe that tear away.
12.38am
8 November 2012
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oneafter909 said
William Campbell!
Yeah, that’s what I thought. I woke up and decided I need to stop discussing the “Paul is Dead” theory with my dad. He likes finding “clues”, analyzing them and laughing over how stupid you would have to be to believe they’re true.
In the dream I’m pretty sure Paul was the one in the normal shirt, although I never actually had proof.
“Now And Then , though, someone does begin to grow differently. Instead of down, his feet grow up toward the sky. But we do our best to discourage awkward things like that.” “What happens to them?” insisted Milo. “Oddly enough, they often grow ten times the size of everyone else,” said Alec thoughtfully, “and I’ve heard that they walk among the stars.” –The Phantom Tollbooth
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12.29pm
oneafter909
I like the Paul is dead hoax… it’s interesting. I tell my dad all the ‘clues’ and he just get’s crept out, haha.
Step on the gas and wipe that tear away.
12.39am
8 November 2012
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My mom didn’t know it existed till dad and i explained it to her. She keeps going “but it doesn’t make sense! why would anyone THINK that?!?”
I was wearing my Paul tshirt near this three-way mirror once, and I said “Hey, if you look at it in this one mirror it still says ‘Paul McCartney ‘!” My dad then said “If you look at it in a regular mirror it just says ‘Paul is Dead'”
“Now And Then , though, someone does begin to grow differently. Instead of down, his feet grow up toward the sky. But we do our best to discourage awkward things like that.” “What happens to them?” insisted Milo. “Oddly enough, they often grow ten times the size of everyone else,” said Alec thoughtfully, “and I’ve heard that they walk among the stars.” –The Phantom Tollbooth
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