Beatles Dreams - Part 2

I had a dream about John a little while ago (He's basically the only Beatle I dream about)

Beth and I were driving to Las Vegas or New York to see John Lennon. It took hours and hours to drive there, but it was worth it. We got to meet John! He was really nice to us and signed my notebook. Well, he didn't sign it, but he did look through it and crossed a page or so of writing out. We also talked about signing cell phones later, for some reason. After we saw him, we had to drive all the way back home (don't ask me why because we would have to drive down again the next day. So on the way back, we ran into these people 'rebelling' against the police and killing them (and they were dressed in Star Wars gear -- I knew that movie would give me nightmares). So to avoid traffic, we started flying (in a car). Somehow these animals that were down on the ground ended up in Beth's car. I asked her if any were dead, and she said they were all alive except for a horse. (A horse in a small car, mind you). And sadly, that's all I remember.

John was only in it for a little bit, but he was sooo nice to us in the dream

I had an interesting dream about Paul McCartney last week. I wrote it down in my journal, and here it is since we're sharing.

Sitting in a dark limousine, and out of the shadows, I can see Paul sitting across from me.

“So, what’s it about, luv?”

“It’s about an air balloon.”

“An air balloon, now?”

“Have you ever seen how high they go? So free, gliding over the horizon without any cares. Free, you know?”

He shook his head to agree. “I know.”

“And then, a basket of disappointment is attached and the balloon drops lower, but disappointments aren’t enough to lose much attitude. Hurts, misunderstandings, age, deaths, well, that can bring it to the ground, can’t it?”

He slipped from his side to mine, and the warmth of his arm brushed mine.

“Things can’t go on forever,” he said.

And then I woke up.

A month ago, my husband had a dream about Paul too. He said, Paul came to the house and began autographing everything in site! Even the walls!

(This is the part where I revive this thread for the sole purpose of bragging about my own dream.)

I had a lovely dream pertaining to George. I think it started out in Wal Mart or something, it was raining and he needed a ride. So of course, my family gave him one, and we took him home. The rain had ruined his pants so, in a great example of dream logic, I offered to lend him a pair of mine. Since he was nine inches taller and built considerably wider than me, they didn't fit right, but they turned into shorts, so no matter. He seemed to have fallen in love with my bed, which, in the dream was a Tempurpedic mattress. (I should've realized it was a dream right then.) So he decided to stay the night for some reason, and while I wasn't going to kick George Harrison out of my bed, which he thought was the bee's knees, I certainly wasn't going to sleep on my floor and get rugburn either. Naturally, we shared my twin bed. Yes we did, and there was comfortable room, too. He stayed for breakfast and I recall some remark about free food that he enjoyed. He left later that "day," and I was sad. He took my pants, too.

That same night, I had another dream about telling one of my friends of the encounter. I commented on how hard it was to beleive that the whole thing wasn't just a dream.

...I had to go and wake up, didn't I?

I had a lovely dream about John last week...don't remember much of it except that it involved some truly sublime kissing...all I know is that I woke up smiling...ahhhhhh.....

Dont you just hate waking up after a beatle dream and going.... aww it was only a dream.... darnit..... I hate that......

I once had a dream where the reason my friend Sophia and I are never able to find a copy of Magical Mystery tour from any rental place or any store, was because Paul was so embarrased about it, he dressed up in a giant pink walrus suit, rounded up every single last copy and burned them. It was very strange.....

Originally Posted by Loony_leo

Dont you just hate waking up after a beatle dream and going.... aww it was only a dream.... darnit..... I hate that......

I once had a dream where the reason my friend Sophia and I are never able to find a copy of Magical Mystery tour from any rental place or any store, was because Paul was so embarrased about it, he dressed up in a giant pink walrus suit, rounded up every single last copy and burned them. It was very strange.....

Other than the walrus suit, I could almost see that happening. But then, the walrus was Paul. ...Or John. ...Or maybe they were both walruses.

Well after i think a month or something i had a Beatles dream yesterday, but i didn´t like it so much..John was very upset and was yelling about something i don´t remember, anyway, George and Ringo just continued talking, and Paul who was singing "Fine line"(LOL), starting to walk to the door but John stoped him just before and told Paul that everything was his faulth, Paul didn´t do anything, finally John calmed down and said..i´m sorry.Then Brian came and called them saying that their parents finally had arrived......and then i woke up. lol, i should stop reading Beatles fanfiction for awhile

How I miss this thread!

Originally Posted by george_on_cloud9

How I miss this thread!

And your dreams about seeing George naked, Cloud. We know what your one sweet dream is made of!

I have had many, many Beatle dreams over the years but the weirdest one would have to be one I had about 5 years ago (I just KNOW that I have posted about it before on some dream topic here) where I walked in to my bathroom and all four of them were sitting together taking a bath! Either George or John was holding a flower in his teeth. I stood there for a while just looking at them thinking "ummmmm what the hell are they doing in here" and then John handed me a book saying he had just written a story. I looked down and it was entitled "A Lightly Smoked Cigar". Madness! I woke up right after I had had it and I was a little freaked out when I went into the bathroom that morning and looked right at the spot where they had been bathing a few moments before in my mind! It had been so life-like and clear!
A really nice one that turned sad was that a circa 1965 Paul had told me that he was in love with me (in my mind I was saying "this is just a dream" but then I would say back to myself "no it is real" so I was so happy and totally believed it was real!) and we had to pretend that we didn't know each other in front of people. We say at a wooden picnic table for a while exchanging glances pretending we didn't know each other but then we had to run to a train or something and we were holding hands and I felt his hand leave mine. looked down and saw I was holding his glove and he had got lost in the crowd! Booohooooo!
I believe that sometimes I can control my dreams (not the one I had last night though where I dreamt that I watched my mother get a HUGE electric shock)....might go and dream up some Beatle stuff now!

I've had 2 dreams there both pretty loong sooooo heres the 1st 1 i ever had

Ok so I'm a security guard for the beatles and there running out of a car 2 a building so im holding ppl away from them then a bunch of ppl leave except these three girls i knoe in life but in the dream they had no idea who I was well then everything blacks out and theres a field wit a lil trailer where the beatles are and im blocking and entrance and theres those 3 girls again tryin 2 tlk there way through 2 get 2 the trailer and im the ooonly guard therer. So after tryin 2 tlk there way past me i start fighting them all one on one takein down each one then 2 of them leave and then for some reason I j stood there while 1 girl pasted me and started running torwards the trialer and im freakin out chacing her and just screaming (even though i knoe its a girl) "catch that MAN! Catch that Man!" and theres also a port a potty next 2 the small trailer and my best frnds mom is standing there looking like she has 2 go 2 the bathroom. "I scream at her and say "Get that mad MAN! Hurry!" she argues and says I gotta go potty! and goes strat into the port a potty and then the girl still running and then randomly passes the trailer a runs into the woods and is still running. I stop take a rest look inside the glass door u see the beatles feet cuz there knees r on stools look back down at the ground trin 2 catch my breath...then I turn run into thetrailer when randomly all the walls r surrounded by coaches and everyone is wearing white night gowns (ppl there John, Paul, George, Ringo, My bestfrnd Faith, and me faith's mom still in the port a potty) Faith is John's girlfrnd in this dream George is also next 2 faith and paul was waiting 4 me 2 come and is tlkin 2 ringo and I just say really loud "Theres a mad man out there!" (still knoeing its a girl!) and im pantin and John says "whts goin on? r u ok" I just stare at him and then sadly I get wakin up by my mother...

now the second dream I had isn't as long...here i go!

So i tell my mom that I have a job inteview in some vacation country I can't remeber where will just say Jamacia ne ways My family gets 2 go lessiure while Im thinkin my job inteview will b born (when i had this dream i wasn't even old enough 2 GET a job! lol!) ne ways I walk into this lil cafe thats on the like top floor and so i walk in a There John sittin there I said "Hey I knoe u ur John Lennon but u were murder" John "wht r u tlkin bout I was never killed if i was i wouldn't b here!" I said "thats true" So we start tlkin then I realized I tlk 4 too long and missed my job interview i said "Ih no! I missed my job interview!" John said "No ya didn't cuz im the guy who was suppose 2 interview u and i think u got the Job!" I was sooooooo happy I said "thank u thank u!" And he and i Hugged good bye he said "cya monday" I said "Cya" We hugged goodbye again then i woke up sadly.....

I looooove beatle dreams! ahhhhhhhhh! makes me happy!! ^.^ lol!

This is the current dream thread - someone started a new one. Perhaps it is time to close the new one as this has only 8 pages?

I have a recurring dream of hanging out with John, smoking pot. And another about seeing them in Hamburg.

Originally Posted by george_on_cloud9

"It was someday in England, inside in a Pub... Then later George Harrison walks in the Pub (his look was the old George from years ago..., before his death... he was cool!)

I didn't see him entering the Pub... I was drinking a Guiness. Suddendly he came up to me to talk to me... Geez! it was so good to talk to him! And he was talking to me very at ease... We talked for a long time... until someone at the counter of the Pub asked George to perform a little bit. He accepted and someone lent him an accoustic guitar... He started singing (I didn't know what song was it...)

Olivia and Dhani was there too; I didn't see them entering with him.

Before performing, he gave me his waistcoat and his mobile phone to take care for a while. Wow! That smell of leather from his waistcoat...

Well, it was time to go... I thanked George and said hello to Dhani and to Olivia...

I was on my way to get the underground, and he asked me if they could accompany me to the underground (it was already dark), and I said yes. So the 3 of them accompanied me to the underground...
and then I woke up...

Weird, wasn't it?

I don't remember this dream either... But then... I liked it...

Originally Posted by george_on_cloud9

"Well... my dreams looked weird! And one of the Beatles was... ... in the BUFF! That was George!
I was in it, with the 4 Beatles (although I didn't see Ringo in sight)... anyway... It was in a room (or a corridor...) People were sleeping there, including them and me. I was sleeping peacefully; while suddenly I heard a pitch of a whistle. Then the guy sleeping next to me, on the other bed woke up. I looked up to see George, but as I saw him clearly, I saw that he was wearing a "Bra" on his chest!
Afterwards, he went somewhere... then minutes later, he was bare naked in front of me!!!!!!!!!!
I was red as a tomato!!! What I did was scream at him saying "Get out of my sight!!!!!!!" And George only laughed! Later, Paul McCartney asked me a question: "Well, how was it?" All I know that my first word that got out of my mouth was "SOFT!"
But the next morning (still in dream), I went to George's bed, and instead of being angry, I smiled at him and gave him 2 on his cheek.
IMAGINE THAT? When I woke up, I felt horrible!"

This dream is a LEGEND!!!

i had a creepy dream that i was john the night he was murdered and that was when i didnt even know hardly anything about him...

I had a dream a couple of years ago. It was probably 64' and they were on tour somewhere and I was in a hotel room with them. They had cute little suits on...and of course moptops(sorry i can't help it). We were kinda packing and George and Ringo wanted to put a huuuuuuuuuuge zero into my suitcase for some reason. The tried to sit on it and so on but they couldn"t do it. W.E.I.R.D.