PARANORMAL JOURNAL ENTRIES
Daniel W. VanArsdale
It's a poor sort of memory
that only works backwards. -The White Queen
This is a chronological list of possible
paranormal experiences. Most involve seeming precognition in
dreams or waking states, by myself or someone well known
to me. Most of the accounts are from my personal journal which
I have kept, sporadically, since 1968. This journal now comprises
23 volumes. In the first several years dream accounts predominated,
often followed by interpretations from a psychological perspective.
Later more daily life was recorded, and in the past few
years very few entries of any kind appear. I never expected
this writing would be made public, so some of it is in an abbreviated
style, and most of it was not composed with the care I would now
prefer. However, to provide the best evidence for or against paranormal
content, I have preserved here much original text. Such text is
always dated, and appears in quotes. There may be minor
edits but only if they do not effect evidential value. Deletions
may be indicated by "...". Particular thoroughness is exercised
in those several cases where a dream was written down
before events happened that matched dream content.
Many composed comments are dated "3/2010" when I initiated
this web page. Comments added to quoted original text are
placed in square brackets.
Some more events have been added since 3/2010 and I will
continue to add items that seem appropriate. Some of the accounts
here are not evidence for the paranormal. These are given for their
possible interest, or to make some point. Of the anticipated events
here, none were of any great significance to myself or others.
It is all trivia, as far as I can tell.
In a final section I have identified some recurrent features
of the dreams here, and offered some general comments about
precognition. This subject is not only
an unwelcome guest in the scientific world view, neither does
it fit in comfortably with religious philosophies. When I began recording my dreams 40 years ago I did not
believe that "precognition" was possible. However personal experiences
eventually convinced me of its reality, though whether there is
a "knowing" involved, or just some mysterious and noisy repetition,
who can say? In any case, the world appears to be far more complicated,
more interconnected, than we can currently comprehend.
1. Phantom Home 2. Heidi's Dream and Headache
3. Calling Danny 4. Surprise
Permission 5. Out of Control
6. Capadoccia 7. Special Delivery 8. Black Uniforms 9. Triple Coincidence 10. Snow Queen
11. Crab or Lobster
12. White Rainbow 13. Superior Hangings 14. Freed Animals 15. Tunnel Flower 16. Quatal Nunashish 17. Buda Pest
18. Piano Tuner 19. Amazing Glass 20. Shadow
Shadow 21. Twin Pipes 22. Two or Five, Whatever 23. Simultaneous Alarms
24. Another Aunt 25. Closet Outlets 26. Goodluck Jonathan
27. Coxeter, Page 216
28. Twin Problematic
Greetings 29. Dog Stories
30. Southampton Hospital
1. Phantom Home
1945, age 8. Text: 3/2010. From memory.
From 1943 to 1946 my family lived in a small house on the
summit of the Palos Verdes Hills (southwest of Los Angeles).
The house was adjacent to a Press Wireless receiving station
where my father worked. At this time there were few roads or
structures in the area. We were surrounded by open fields which
were usually planted in lima or garbanzo beans. One day I walked
about a half mile to the south along a dirt road. I heard music
playing, and looked
across the fields, about a mile, to a spot where there was a ramshackle
dwelling abandoned when its Japanese residents were interned. But
instead of seeing this "Jap shack" (as the locals called
them), I saw a well maintained home with a green yard. The
music was coming from this house. I was surprised that a house
could have been built so quickly, but took it as a fact. When I
returned home I told my mother where I had seen this new house.
She said this was impossible, that no construction had taken place
there. The next day I looked for the new house but it was no longer
to be seen. Instead the ramshackle dwelling was back in its place,
surrounded by dry weeds. My brother and I eventually explored
the area. The image to the right is of a small (3.7 inch
high) bottle from Japan that I found in a refuse pile
next to the abandoned house.
2. Heidi's Dream and Headache
9/1969, late evening. Oxnard, California. From my
journal, volume #1.
DREAM (Heidi): "She
goes out with a man (sometimes me but changing toward the end)
for an evening date. He drives a car in which the back has
room to sleep in. That back and the whole car are "beige".
They go to a movie which costs $4.10 each. Later, though
the back of the car is available, they go to a motel.
They get a room upstairs. There is a large window out of which
she sees a car go by in the night. This slightly disturbs her and
her escort pulls the drapes." END
3/2010 (Revised 1/2015), Lompoc.
I was between jobs and in the process of moving, and had been
out of state for over a month. So I was looking forward
to an evening out with my girlfriend Heidi, and met her at her
home in Camarillo in the early evening. Almost immediately she
recounted the above dream she had had the night before,
expressing surprise that she had remembered it so well. This is the only dream that
Heidi ever reported to me, as I recall.
We drove to Oxnard and had dinner at a Chinese restaurant that
I had eaten at several times. Heidi had never been in
this restaurant before. After dinner we drove to a friend's house
where I was staying alone (he was on vacation). Shortly after entering
the front door, Heidi looked across the living room at a sliding
glass door and an odd look crossed her face. A lone car
had just passed on a road behind the house, and Heidi said the
interior of the house, and the lights of the passing
car, looked exactly like what she had seen in her dream.
This was the first time she had ever seen
my friend's house. Then she put her fingers to her right temple
and complained of the sudden onset of a migraine headache, a disorder
that often afflicted her. I pulled the drapes
closed across the sliding glass door, thinking she felt
observed. I had not taken her comment about the dream seriously.
At this time in my life I did not believe precognition
Later in the evening we drove back to her home in Camarillo.
I had used her car to take her to dinner, instead of my truck.
We parked in front of her house, and she looked back and expressed
surprise at how similar her car looked to the one in the dream.
Her father had taken out the back seat that morning to move some
prunings. The upholstery in the back was beige, as in
the dream, and there was a pillow and blanket that one could use
for sleeping. Before, in telling me the dream the first time, we
had both assumed the car in the dream represented my
truck, which had a small camper. The association with her car had
not occurred to us until she looked back over her shoulder
at its interior. I still did not take her comments about precognition
seriously. But then she asked: "I suppose you're going to tell
me the meals cost $4.10?" For a moment I did not remember
the price of the meals. But soon I realized the meals in fact cost exactly $4.10
(two combination dinners at $1.95 apiece plus 20 cents tax). I had decided we would go to this restaurant before
told me the dream, and had anticipated that we would order the
combination dinners. This $4.10 "coincidence" shocked me, and it
was at this moment in my life that I first began to think that
precognition was possible. And then I remembered that I had
considered taking her to a movie, and also had thought that
we would go upstairs to the second floor in my friend's
house. That was where my bedroom was, but Heidi's migraine
pain had continued so I had taken her home early. After
I returned to Oxnard I wrote the above dream account in my journal,
and also made notes about what had happened that evening.
Except for some very minor edits, I have
exactly reproduced the brief description of the dream
above as I recorded it in 1969. This event occurred within a week
or two after Sept. 18, 1969 (the date of the previous entry in
my journal). I did not date this entry. The above account of events
subsequent to her telling me the dream is mostly based on the notes
I made at the same time. According to the Social Security Death
Index, Heidi died in 2006.
2011. Lompoc. By searching on Google using "migraine,
paranormal" I discovered that migraine headaches are
often associated with paranormal experiences. I had not previously
3. Calling Danny
November, 1969. West Los Angeles, Pico Blvd. From memory,
I was lying on my back on my bed on a Saturday afternoon,
alone in my apartment. I dozed off a bit, which was rare for
me at that age. I had a dream, or more like a hypnagogic hallucination,
that I heard the phone ring. I picked up the receiver and an unfamiliar
female voice said "Danny?"
I awoke immediately and marveled at the seeming reality of the
experience (the phone was not ringing), and thought about it.
The only people who still called me "Danny" were my mother and
brother. But this was not my mother's voice. Just then the
phone actually did ring. I picked up the receiver and heard,
in an unfamiliar female voice, "Danny?" It turned out to be a friend
of my mother who had known her in Saudi Arabia, and had just visited
her in Florida. My mother had given this woman my phone number
in Los Angeles to call me because she was coming out here. I was
not told to be expecting a call. This is the only time in my
adult life that I have gotten a call from someone, who
was not my mother or brother, who called me "Danny."
I did not record this experience in my journal. But over the
years I have told it to many people and remember it well. By
contrast I have rarely recounted precognitive dreams, which
are more complicated. Often the listener to this will respond
with a similar experience of their own, such as thinking of a
person just before they call.
4. Surprise Permission
January 21-22, 1970. Los Angeles. From journal, volume #2.
"Went to bed using the 'meditation on the throat' technique to
enter the dream state consciously."
DREAM: "I got up & went to bathroom, came back, my
pants dropped on the floor & stayed there. I got in the
bed. The sleeping bag mat was on the floor beside me. I got off
the bed and lay on my back on it. My knees were against my chest.
Either I or someone was holding my legs this way. ... There was
an uneasiness - as if resistance against a sexual advance - resistance
and helplessness. Suddenly I realize I am hallucinating the experience
- not 'dreaming' - or dreaming and knowing it ..." END
"PS. Afternoon that day - the Yoga position - told
us to fart - the mat - unexplained pain in throat - ... shoes were
Later that day, after
I had written down the above preface and dream exactly
as above, I went to a scheduled yoga class at UCLA for the first
time. We exercised on mats about the size of a sleeping
bag mat. Well into the class the instructor had us lie on our backs
and bring our knees up to our chests and hold them that way. He
then embarrassed us all (I presume), by advising us that we should
go ahead and "fart" now, that this position was designed
for that. No one in the class farted. At the same time I noticed
an unexplainable pain in my throat. Only when writing the PS, in
the evening of the same day, did I connect this pain in the throat
with the "meditation on the throat" technique that I had used
the previous night. I am aware that the PS reads as if
not written on the same day, but it was. This was in my second
journal volume, and only later did I strive to be more accurate
and complete with my entries.
Out of Control
5/22/1971. New Port Richey, Florida. From journal, volume #3.
DREAM: [Much omitted] "Later I am alone
in the back seat of the car in a small local town. ... The
wind is blowing strongly and I notice an approaching whirlwind.
I'm concerned that it may move the car (which is parked next to
a lawn - court house?). It [the whirlwind] centers on the car and
the car moves over the curb and onto the grass. Other whirlwinds
appear and the car moves faster and faster in one large circle.
I think of trying to get into the front seat but I debate that
it may be dangerous to climb over, or that I don't have
time. The car is going at a dangerous speed (40 mph) and I fear
it will hit something." END
COMMENT: " ... But most interesting is the fact
that the manifest content seems based on a scene in a movie I
saw the day
after the dream! (Fathom - Raquel Welch - saw
the last part of this movie). In one scene she was alone in a light
airplane that was spinning down out of control. She struggled
to get into the front seat to control the plane."
The movie Fathom is
available for online viewing on Netflix. I recently watched it
and confirmed that the scene described above was present.
8/26/1971, 4 AM. New Port Richey, Florida. From journal,
DREAM: "I am a leader - or usually just a working member -
of a construction crew that is erecting a sky-scraper in
an ancient town in the Middle East someplace (Turkey?). The town's
name is 'Selechrine' (pronounced 'Selekreen') and is an archaeological
site of an ancient city (later ascertained to be early Christian
or Byzantine). Its main feature is a labyrinth of vast tunnels
and underground churches. The new construction is understood to
be a hotel for tourists, though there are virtually no people presently
living at the site. ...
"I am on the 15th and top floor of the uncompleted
building; the floors are not in, but others and myself move about
unconcerned on the girders high above the ground. [Much omitted]
Now ... I descend from the building and enter the tunnels.
"(This phase of the dream is somewhat distinct and
more interesting than above). The tunnels are perhaps 50 feet high
- and further down them I will find high vaulted chambers like
underground cathedrals. I think of the enchantment of them - wonder
at their antiquity, but Christian symbolism makes me think 'they
are not so old after all.' [Much omitted] Now I begin to see vast
underground chambers - all made with stone - their interiors dilapidated
and worn - damp and in shadows - but always the overhead vaults
secure. Projecting stones appear on the floor. I have turned
about now and am returning to the surface. In an underground
cathedral on my left I see a robed man and wonder if these
holy places are still being maintained. Continuing upward,
soon a man overtakes me from behind and talks to me (always slightly
behind me and out of sight). He speaks of his regular long walks
in this and other tunnels. I don't speak for some time - and I
wonder if he is a denizen of these regions - perhaps some
occult figure. But now he mentions he is working on other tourist
buildings in the area - a complex called 'Futurama.'
3/2010 (Using notes made on 8/26/1971, afternoon)
I recorded this dream and the first comment on it upon
awakening at 4 AM. The above fragments are exact quotes from
that record. At about noon that same day my mother suggested I
look at an issue of Aramco World magazine
(May - June, 1971) that I had not seen before. She thought I
might like to look at some pictures of birds it contained.
Taking it up, I noticed that an old friend whom I had met in
Saudi Arabia in 1954 had an article in it - The Caves of Cappadocia. I
read it for a while without associating it with the dream, until
I came to words about the underground "imitation vaults" and pictures
of "cave-churches." Cappadocia is a famous Byzantine archaeological
site in Turkey. I thought of the unseen man in the dream who was
working on "Futurama." Skeptical, I wondered if I could have seen
the article before and forgotten about it. No, I would surely have
remembered an article by my friend of years before. Though we had
not maintained contact, I remembered his name well, and knew that
he was employed by Aramco. I documented this apparent
precognition shortly after first seeing the magazine. I have provided
a complete and exact transcript
of the recorded dream made before the fulfilling
event, and the comments made immediately afterward. I still possess the spiral bound journal book (#3),
and keep the issue of Aramco
World inside it.
10/1/1971. New Port Richey, Florida. From journal, volume #3.
DREAM: [Much omitted] "Then someone entered my room - I
didn't see him but it was a male voice telling me the 'blimp
racing team' at UCLA had dreamed of me and ... they would be
3/2010 (based on notes of 10/1/1971)
After a bit more of the dream I awoke with the feeling that
the dream was precognitive, but could think of no one from
UCLA that might contact me. Suddenly the door bell rang. It
was a special delivery letter for me from the National Oceanic
and Atmospheric Administration in Boulder, Colorado. I was not
at all expecting to hear from them because they had returned some
employment forms I had submitted several weeks before. My image
of this organization was that they were the people who released
weather balloons (cf. blimps). I had gone to college at the
University of Colorado in Boulder, and also to UCLA. I had
no chance to record this dream before the fulfilling event occurred,
but did so in detail after receiving the special delivery letter.
I have uploaded the complete dream transcript and original
commentary here. I put
the envelope in my journal. It is still there.
I have put a scan of this letter here, front and back. At the
time, the door bell rang just after I woke up and was
pondering the strange dream. You can see on the image of the back
of the envelope the post office time annotation Oct. 1, 1971, 7:30
11/25/1971, 3 AM. Live Oak, Florida. From journal, volume #3.
DREAM: "I am living in times of great protest among the youth.
It may be contemporary but there is some implication it is in
the future ...There is to be a great rally in a large
oval stadium. I join crowds headed for the stadium. We cross a
river and enter the stadium. ... We take a position before the
crowds in the stands. I look to our right and see armed troops
dressed in black and standing in ranks." [Much omitted]
11/25/1971, 7:30 PM. Live Oak, Florida.
"Recorded previous dream in the morning.
That afternoon I heard there was going to be a Thanksgiving
Parade in Live Oak [where we were visiting relatives of my
mother]. I had not known of this parade previously. I walked
over to the court house where the band stand was (a decorated flat
bed truck trailer), and situated myself across the street from
it. After a while the parade started up and after a few lead vehicles
the local junior Naval ROTC marched by. They came from my right,
in ranks, with rifles, dressed in black! Compare this to the dream
report: 'I look to our right and see armed troops dressed in black
and standing in ranks.' ... the parade proceeded in the direction
of a football stadium. ... It should be noted that I saw one
of these boys in uniform before the parade, but after the dream. However
I could have arranged myself so the unit came from my right.
Note again (cf. "Cappadocia'') that
the dream itself had a 'time travel' theme."
9. Triple Coincidence
Events: 12/1971. New Port Richey, Florida. From memory,
Sometime during 1971 I had briefly discussed precognitive
dreams with my father, and he did not believe that the phenomenon
was possible. Neither had I until a close friend had a convincing
example a couple years before. My father's disbelief in precognition
did not concern me, but his rejection of even the possibility of
consciousness after death seemed to be one cause of his depressing
belief that his life was meaningless.
I had been speculating about the nature of consciousness,
thinking of an individual awareness as manifesting whenever
certain processes took place. Based on these speculations, I
hatched a quirky plan to try to induce my father to have a precognitive
dream, hoping that this might greatly expand his belief in what
was possible. Precognitive dreams had forced me to recognize that
there was much about the world that we did not know. However I
did not expect this to work - for one, my father did not seem
to be interested in his dreams, and I could not remember him ever
recounting one to me. Still, one night, after he had gone to
bed, I went to the beach several blocks away and spent a
couple hours going through a procedure that I had devised based
on my speculations about consciousness. This involved repetitive
visualizations attempting to produce in my own brain the essential
process that gave rise to my father's consciousness, and attempting
to make a change therein that might cause a precognitive dream.
I did not tell anyone about this project, nor could anyone
have found out.
The next morning my father acted no different than he normally
did, and I assumed that my odd project had no effect on him.
Living in the house next to us was an elderly couple my father
called "Captain and Kitty." In the early afternoon Kitty
called my father and asked him to take her husband to the hospital,
something he had done before as I recall. Neither my mother nor
I went with him. Soon after my father returned from the hospital
he said something to us that was close to this.
"Last night I
had a strange dream. I kept hearing a voice over and over saying
that it wanted to give me a number. Finally, figuring it might
be a number I could bet on, I asked what the number was. The
voice said 'one twenty-nine'. I asked what the number meant.
The voice said 'You will find out.' That was the end of the dream,
and I remembered it when I woke up, but did not think much about
it. Later, after I had gotten the Captain into his hospital room,
I turned to Kitty and told her to be sure to remember the room
number so she could find it when she came to see the Captain
the next day. I looked up at the room number and it was one
twenty-nine, the same number in the dream."
As I recall, neither I nor my mother said much
in response, and I never again talked to my parents about
this incident. They have since both passed away. There is another
"coincidence" to this, my birthday is January 29, in other words,
'one twenty-nine'! I did not even think of this until
a week or so later. Though I had written down many dreams
in my journal, including some dreams of others, I never recorded
these strange events until now. For this reason I do not know the
date of the incident, though it likely was in December, 1971.
The three "coincidences" are: (1) My father reported that he
had a precognitive dream on the very night that I tried to
induce such, unknown to him. (2) My father dreamed that he
would find out what the number 129 meant, and the next day the
room number assigned to his friend by a hospital was 129. (3)
The room number was the same as the date of my birthday. I acknowledge
that the following two objections carry some weight.
(i) Since I did not record the events at the time, considerable
drift or elaboration in important details could have occurred over
the decades. However this was an amazing event to me; I believe
I still remember it clearly after the passage of 40 years. At the
least, I remember with total certainty that my father reported
a precognitive dream on the one night that I attempted to induce
such. I referred to this event briefly in a 1984 journal entry
and again in 1994 (see below).
(ii) My father could have simply made up the dream after he
returned from the hospital, perhaps in order to please me. In
that case, only coincidence #1 remains totally valid, but #3
is likely valid unless my father also lied about the room
number. This objection is not easily refuted, unless one knew my
father and thus knew how unlikely he would have sought to deceive
me in this way, even if done thinking it was in my best interest.
Actually, my father thought that my interest in precognition was
harmful to me (maybe he was right). And deception by others can
not explain the first precognitive dream I reported above involving
the images of Cappadocia.
10/7/1984. Evening. Oxnard, California. From journal,
In discussing the "Superior Hangings" dream (see later) I
wrote in my journal the following. "In my very remarkable
precognitive experience involving a deliberate attempt to induce
such in my father's dream, the "coincidence" involved the number
129. This was also my birthdate, January 29."
1/29/1994. 11:23 PM. Oxnard, California. From journal, volume
"Ate lunch with Bruce at Tugs. Later I told him
of my little miracle in New Port Richey, and my method of 'making
things happen' by pattern matching. I won't see him again before he goes in
for the bone marrow transplant Monday. I gave him a hug when I
4/23/2017. My friend for 57 years, Bruce Lowery, died on
4/11/2017 of multiple myloma, which he had suffered from since
7/26/1975. Los Angeles (recorded in Oxnard). From journal, volume #3, 6 page
stapled insert. Some minor revision.
"Charmaine's Precognitive Imagery."
"Yesterday evening (Friday) I went to Los Angeles
to see Charmaine for the first time in many months. After dinner
we bought tickets for a movie (The Fortune) and first browsed
in a small store near the theater in Westwood. It had a large stock
of note cards - many with children's book illustrations. I bought
three, showed them briefly to Charmaine but it was rather dark
at the time. The next morning she told me how her therapist was
having her create images and act in them. She had mentioned this
briefly before I had bought the cards the day before. In one of
her images she imagined herself on an ice flow, there was a throne
and her therapist had her imagine sitting on it. When she told
me this I realized I had a card of "The Snow Queen" illustrating
a Hans Christian Anderson story. Producing this we noticed it had
a woman sitting on a throne on a block of ice in an ice flow! In
another image she had seen herself as wet, emerging from the ocean,
not knowing which way was home, and getting a ride in a passing
vehicle. These exact elements were present in the movie we saw.
I am not sure how much, if any, of the snow queen's image she told
me before I bought the card - certainly not the ice flow. Until
her image was described I hadn't noticed that the throne was on
an ice flow on the card. Recall that J. W. Dunne (An Experiment
with Time) said day dreams had as much future content as
I seem to have lost the notecard of the Snow Queen. But a web
search suggests it was by Edmund Dulac. This appears above.
There is a good chance that Charmaine had seen this image
before and this influenced the visualizations with her therapist.
And it is no great coincidence if I picked this card independently.
The anticipation of the movie imagery is more difficult to explain.
I did not record this in sufficient detail, and my memory of it
has faded. The movie The
Fortune is available only on VHS, and at a high
price. I have not seen it again to check the above description.
Crab or Lobster
8/17/1975. Huntington Beach, California (recorded in Oxnard).
From journal, volume #3, 6 page stapled insert.
"Met a woman, Judy, in Huntington Beach whom I was
matched with in a computer dating service. She had a 3 year old
boy. Shortly before the child was to go to the baby sitter he began
to cry. I went in to his room and got him to talking about his
books. He started telling me about his favorite - Donald Duck as
a detective. On one page was a picture of 5 or 6 sea animals. He
pointed to the picture and named the creatures. But he called a
lobster a crab. His mother (on my correcting him) said she was
the source of the misidentification.
"Later I was watching television with his mother.
Toward the end of the Cher Show people were dressed as food. A
man had a crab around his neck. Cher said something like "it should
have been a lobster."
It could probably be checked to see if the Cher TV show in
question had been broadcast prior to Judy misidentifying a
lobster as a crab. If so, Judy could have seen it, making her
more inclined to make the misidentification. If not, this may
be a precognition, with reversal, of the line in the television
program she was to see later that night. Her making this error
can be seen as constituting a minor cerebral dysfunction, which
could make precognition more likely.
7/8/1984, 9:10 PM. Dream that morning. Oxnard, California.
From journal, volume #5.
DREAM: [First paragraph omitted] "In one scene I am in a
vacant lot next to an old (brick?) building. I see what I
think is a fossil next to the building. Then, in fear, I think
it is a live snake. Then I see it is dead, and all that is left
is its skin over a fine network of bones (more like some vegetable
husk than a vertebrate skeleton). The head of the snake is thrust
inside a hole in the building.
"The scene shifts to a gray hill. An old man is
summoning me. He says 'use me,' and implies he has much to teach
me. He is hardy looking, wizened, but not educated. I doubt if
he has much to teach me, but out of respect I go to him. He points
out to the horizon. Above the horizon is a large hood of gray clouds.
Only a little line of bright sky shows under the clouds and [above]
the horizon. Here are four white bands of light. They are all that
can be seen of a rainbow. The old man makes a point of the rainbow
The second rainbow comes in more clear now. I wonder
why the light is white, instead of the spectral hues.
"The man says the doubling of the rainbow, its
appearance, is prophetic - he says something like 'you should be
very concerned about that.'
"Trying to guess his intent, I say 'you mean that
this means its going to rain a lot?' He says yes, but I am doubtful."
7/8/1984, 9:15 PM. Oxnard.
COMMENTS: "I told Sharon of these dreams - but wrote them in
the evening. While driving back from a day in Santa Barbara
..., a little north of Ventura, I looked in the mirror and saw
a strange glow behind - around and under a heavy but discontinuous
blanket of low lying fog. I told Sharon to look, and as I turned
back myself, I noticed a striking similarity to the 'rainbow' scene
of previous night. There was the low gap of illuminated sky
between the horizon and clouds. But the light of the cars were
like the rainbow, and at the moment I looked back, two cars
were clearly visible and their headlights were positioned right
above the horizon, in the strip of light.
"I immediately thought of the dream scene and reminded
Sharon of the dream I told her, she confirming it, including my
puzzlement over the 'white rainbow.'
"Within a second the car lights behind me were no
longer aligned with the horizon.
"It is interesting that in the dream scene a prophetic
character was announced, as in at least one of
my previous dreams and in my father's '129' dream." (Triple Coincidence)
I have faithfully reproduced above my original writing on this
dream; however it does not explain the event adequately. The
precognitive target was entirely a visual experience, not
easily described with words. What I saw on the highway was a
hood of dark but oddly glowing clouds, with a thin band of brightness
between these clouds and the horizon. As I looked, two cars, in
adjacent lanes, appeared in the band above the horizon with their
headlights on. Thus I saw a band of light with two pairs of much
brighter white lights separated by a gap. The same image was seen
the previous night in the dream. But in the dream a fanciful
interpretation was constructed to explain the scene. The
pairs of white lights marked the beginning and end each
of two concentric rainbows. All rainbows have such concentric
pairs, the outer one being weaker or not visible at all. In some
other dreams of mine I believe narrative content has also been
constructed to explain an internal visual perception,
sometimes unlike anything that might be seen in the waking world.
10/7/1984, morning. Oxnard. From journal, volume #6.
DREAM: "(Much forgotten) I am in a hall, and see a row of
bodies hanged by the neck and suspended for public view. They
are the victims of British colonial punishment. Around me are
others of the oppressed culture, but I am white, the same as
the oppressors. I collect myself, and begin to shout about the
cruelty of the British. My sentences seem very eloquent, but there
are long pauses between them. 'Is this a display of superior British
culture?' I say. (Much forgotten). Later I notice some of the bodies
are just small little dolls, naked, some held by string about the
10/7/1984, evening. Oxnard. Some editing.
COMMENT: "Just watched the Reagan - Mondale debate. Certainly
Mondale got the better of it.
[Paragraph omitted] "I had planned to go to the Old
Time Fiddler's Convention, but instead went to the UCSB library.
Looked at books on political cartoons. ... In one book, Art and Politics
, Fitzgerald, Greenwood Press, 1973, on page 87, I encountered
a cartoon from The Masses,
Aug. 1915. It shows two negroes dead on crosses. The caption is
'In Georgia: The Southern Gentleman Demonstrates His Superiority.'
Before the crosses stands a southern 'colonel' type. Note that
in the last dream recorded (this morning, and also told to my
wife before leaving) I saw 'victims of punishment,' implicitly
of a different race from myself. I denounced this, saying 'Is
this a display of superior British culture?' ... In the dream
I had the oppressors as 'British' - in the book, on the page
facing page the anti-lynching cartoon, is a picture of the
British lion leaping from England on some fighting foreigners.
Another curiosity: in both cases the artist is Robert Minor. My
brother's first and middle names are 'Minor Robert.' [omissions]
"I had never seen this book before, though I had
half expected to look at political cartoons today. I would not
call this a convincing example of precognition, but it has that
curious mix of multiple coincidence and permutation that seem to
characterize such experiences. And there is no question of the
prior recording of the dream.
"Now I recall why I record dreams in such detail
- one principal reason was to pick up on any precognitive detail
- since minor elements may be involved. Perhaps 'precognition'
is a poor word - it does not seem sensory or perceived - there
is just some structural convergence of two causally unrelated experiences.
Thus both in the dream and the cartoon, humans are killed and
suspended [for public display], and this act is satirically
denounced as claimed superiority. In the book, the perpetrator
jumps over from the next page to match the dream, and my
brother's names are permuted.
"Incidentally, a month or so ago, Sharon and I put
a 'double whammy' (simultaneous) on Reagan, that he would stumble
over his words. It was all in fun, well, half in fun. Seeing him
stumble repeatedly tonight was fun. I got a good laugh when he
said something like 'I will affirm without hesitation my belief
in God' - but in saying this he hesitated! - on the word 'hesitate,'
- saying 'hes ... hesitate.' Check the tapes if you doubt
me. Note the curious doubling over a meaning and delivery -
like some semantic snare. It actually makes me doubt his sincerity
- his belief in God - for the first time. I have doubts myself,
but I don't conceal them."
The dream was
recorded in the morning before seeing the book at UCSB. It
appears above in its entirety. After some intervening accounts
of routine events, the comment to the dream was written in the
evening after returning home. I have deleted some unrelated observations
from this. Both in the dream and in the book, one mocks the pretensions
of "superiority" by a culture that elevates for public display
the victims of its cruel punishment. This in itself is not
strongly evidential of precognition. But seeing these cartoons
in this book would have personal significance to me because of
the combination of two familiar names. Likewise seeing the
article on Cappadocia had a personal significance because I knew
the author (see Cappadocia). This seems
to increase the likelihood of being a target of precognition.
Perhaps the transposition of "Minor" and "Robert" even adds to
that likelihood, sparking the transposition of cause and effect
in the waking versus the dreaming domains.
14. Freed Animals
12/11/1984. Oxnard. From journal, volume #6. Comment edited
"Bob, my office mate, mentioned that 'animal liberation'
released some captive animals in Los Angles yesterday. He
mentioned rats and horses - some had herpes. This caused me to
remember a particularly vivid dream fragment from the night before."
DREAM: "I am in Los Angeles, many previous events are
forgotten. I am walking next to a railroad track (perhaps the
one along Santa Monica Blvd.). Across the track I see large African
mammals, walking in the same direction (east) as I, parallel to
the tracks but always on the other side. I wonder what
they are doing free, and speculate that they may have been released,
or escaped as a result of some previous (but vaguely
remembered) catastrophe, perhaps an earthquake or war.
"I stare up into the sky and see an immense giraffe,
his head and neck towering many times higher than possible - and
I see other herbivores, all much larger than life. The image of
these giant, stately animals moving gracefully against the sky
is very striking."
COMMENT: "The idea of deliberate release was not so clear in
the dream, and could have been a 'back formation' since I did
not record the dream until after hearing of the news of the
release. Still captive animals were unexpectedly free in Los
Angeles - in both dream and reality. At the time I had not lived
in Los Angeles for 17 years. All together this is not weighty evidence
for precognition. Interesting though is the sudden remembrance
when hearing Bob mention the release, and the particularly
vivid dream image."
Below is the exact record of what I recorded in my journal in
1988, based on two telephone calls with friend Jana.
8/6/1988. Carmel, California. Recorded in Oxnard, California.
From journal, volume #10.
"Jana, the day before yesterday, told me of this 'strong and
pleasant and unusual' dream."
DREAM: "She enters a tunnel or cave. But it is not foreboding,
and is lined all about with a single type of flower. This
flower is like a Tiger Lily, but not exactly (black &
white with yellow). She comes out of the tunnel at the walkway
to her attic (where her mother's things were stored). Later her
mother is present in the dream (her mother died last December or
November). There are pleasantries exchanged." END
8/6/1988. By DWV, Oxnard.
COMMENT: "I was very interested in the striking imagery of a
tunnel lined with flowers. I asked Jana to try to obtain a
picture of one of these flowers. Yesterday when I called her
she concluded the conversation with this remarkable incident.
After telling me of the dream and after describing the flower,
the next day she saw her daughter carrying the very same flower
in her home. Here is how she got it. Jana's ex-husband had a cake
for them. He works in a hotel a mile or so north of Jana's home.
Someone had thrown out a corsage. He saw this flower and thought
Jana might like it so taped it onto the cake box. He thought it
was an 'orchid.' He does not habitually give Jana flowers. This
is only about the third or fourth dream Jana has told me. The
flower is not so common - and she described it to me before it appeared in her home.
She did not tell her ex-husband about the dream. She described
the dream as unusual and vivid, and I took a particular interest
in the flower."
16. Quatal Nunashish
5/3/1989. Ventura County, California. Recorded in Oxnard. From
journal, volume #13.
"Alan has gotten involved with a congregation of
the Native American Church. ... On Saturday he will return to Pine
Mountain for another church ceremony.
"He was introduced to this group, that lives on
a ranch on the Ojai side of the Pine Mountain Inn, by Paul. ...
There is a medicine man, ... who has encouraged Alan and implied
he may be suitable for advanced training. So far Alan has participated
in two sessions in a smoke house with four or five other men. They
beat drums, throw water on hot rocks, take turns praying (to
'grandfather'), and sing. ... Certain rituals are observed,
but there is little doctrine. The group emphasizes equality
of the races, peace, ecology, family life, sobriety. The leaders,
others, travel much to other Native American Church groups. They
prefer family involvement, so Alan suggests I come."
5/13/1989, 7:39 PM.
"I followed Alan to Pardner's ranch this morning.
We parked and walked up a footpath past the ranch house. [Much
omitted] Alan went to the Toyota to get two large bottles of Pepsi
he brought for Ken, the medicine man. We went to his trailer and
he invited us in. ... He talks deliberately, in excellent English.
He is a Chippewa, and that was his native tongue until he was removed
to a Catholic Reformatory School at age six." [Much omitted]
"[Ken] started talking about a large hole (natural)
behind an aged Chumash's home up Quatal Canyon (Ken aspirates the
't' in 'Quatal'). A spirit comes out of that hole - it is about
12 feet tall and featureless. It is harmless, but plays tricks
on people. It checks to see how people are treating the land. Ken
said it came by Pardner's ranch once. It shook their trailer -
he thought there was an earthquake.
"Alan then said he had seen this himself. He said
it was wearing a hat, had a black void for a face, was 12 feet
tall and slender and his car was shaken." [omissions]
"I am fascinated by this. Ken placed little importance
on it, maybe he has much better spirits he deals with. ... I read
in California's Chumash Indians,
a Santa Barbara Museum of Natural History publication [p. 41],
of the nunashish -
dangerous creatures inhabiting the lower tier of this three
tiered world. They come up to our Middle World at night, where
they are likely to frighten anyone who should chance to see them."
3/2010. Lompoc, California.
Since Ken's description of this spirit somewhat matched the
traditional nunashish, he could have been influenced by
contact with local Chumash. The "aged Chumash" he referred to
was probably Grandfather Semu, who lived 6 miles up Quatal Canyon.
One of Ken's young cohorts lived with Grandfather Semu. However
the early account by Alan was completely independent of Chumash
legends or sightings. This created much interest among friends
of mine at the time; one from work was eager for us to camp out
in Quatal Canyon. Attributing reality to an entity based on independent
observations of it is the stuff of ghost lore. Note also the
kinship of this entity to European traditions of headless
Today I talked to Alan on the phone and asked him what he
remembered about the above happenings. He remembers seeing an
entity like Ken described but only in a dream, and the location
was not Quatal Canyon. Instead, he was living in Los Angeles and
the setting of the dream was in the parking lot of a local market.
He did remember his vehicle being shaken in Quatal Canyon at night,
more than once. I now remember him telling me about this memorable
dream many years before, and it being in Los Angeles. Perhaps back
on 5/13/1989 Alan did not elaborate on how or where he
had seen something like the spirit Ken had just described. So I
falsely presumed the sighting was the same place as the car shaking.
This revised version is not as interesting as the one
originally recorded. But note there, that Ken doesn't actually
say he saw the nunashish either,
but both Alan and Ken report unexplained shaking in or
near Quatal Canyon. Here is a link to some photographs
of this beautiful canyon by David Rock.
7/25/2012. Lompoc, California.
According to a recently received email there have been
independent sightings of tall nocturnal entities with nonreflective
surfaces, sometimes wearing what appears to be a broad brimmed
hat - these further south off Highway 33. I also have learned that
both Ken Littlefish (Ken) and his brother Paul Sky Horse Durant
(Paul) have passed away.
5/25/1990, 10:43 PM. Oxnard. From journal, volume #14.
"Last night I woke up at around 3 AM .... and turned
my radio on to KPFK-FM. A taped Alan Watts lecture was on, and
he mentioned a story about a woman who lived in Buda and her lover
who lived in Pest. I have never heard before (that I can remember)
that Budapest was once these two cities. I even wondered if it
were true, thinking that instead it was a play on words [since
Watts often lectured on Buddhism.]
"Driving to work this morning, listening to KCSU-FM,
the announcer introduced a piece by stating that it was written
to celebrate the anniversary of the merging of Buda and Pest."
If both broadcasts had been selected to commemorate
an anniversary of the merging of Buda and Pest than the above would
not at all have been surprising. However a Google search reveals
that Buda and Pest were merged on 17 November, 1873, not in
May. Even so, we are still in the realm of coincidence.
However I very rarely listen to the radio in the middle of the
night. Thus one might ask: why did I happen to wake up at 3 AM
and turn on my radio? Was it my way of producing an anticipation
of an unexpected statement I was to hear within a few hours?
7/18/1992, 8:22 AM. Oxnard. From journal, volume #17.
"Dreamed about a piano tuning last night. A child
wanted to play while the tuner worked. I told the child he couldn't
do that, that it broke the tuner's concentration.
"Then this morning, just now, a piece finally ended
on KPFK-FM. The host said he had a couple calls, and that one was
from a piano tuner. This
was the first sentence I heard this morning - the music had been
8:51 AM. "I'm getting more into this 'piano tuner'
event. True, I didn't write the dream down first. And I suppose
there is a chance I could have made it up. But that seems extremely
unlikely. Once reminded of the dream (by the announcer's mention
of a piano tuner) I immediately recalled it in some detail. That
is typical of dream recall. In the dream I recall feeling that
I may have been too supervisory with the child - that I was over
estimating how much the piano tuner had to concentrate. But
in reality obviously you couldn't tune while someone was
banging on the keys."
12/13/1992, 10:33 AM. Oxnard. From journal, volume #18.
"Forgot to mention - there was an unusual 'Mary
episode' in Oxnard about a week ago. An image of the virgin appeared
as dirt on a window. People began to come. Eventually there were
hundreds. At one point some asshole fired a couple rounds, wounding
two people. After that the apartment manager had glaziers replace
the window. While carrying it away the image was destroyed by
the hands of the faithful, who wanted to receive benefit by
touching the image. I suppose if Mary were to appear in the
flesh she would be torn limb to limb. A personal note to this
unusual event - it happened at 5361 Perkins Rd - my old apartment
building, in fact directly below my #5 apartment. Duane had told
me it was near where I lived, so I went there [and confirmed the
location]. There were no more people, no image. But the front lawn
and shrubbery were completely trampled and destroyed. When I first
moved there, there was an elderly Scottish (?) woman living in
that apartment. She used to play an organ-choir version of
Amazing Grace over and over."
There is very little paranormal aspect to this
story, but it is interesting and allegedly appeared in the Los Angeles Times, though I
never read a press account myself. If anyone tracks this down I
would love to get a copy. There could be errors in my second hand
account above. There was a rumor that the woman who lived in the
apartment had a premonition a year previous that Mary would manifest
to her. Both the elderly woman and myself had moved away years
before. I must have heard Amazing Grace coming from below me a
Before finding the above account in my journal
books recently, I had remembered and told this story differently.
I had the music by bagpipes, the image of the Virgin appearing
a full month before I was told about it, and I had completely forgotten
about the shooting victims. This shows how the memory can
change details, shift things in time, or delete important
features altogether. If precognition is a fact, we should not be
surprised if it treats future content with the same disrespect.
Jan. 9, 2014
Using newspaperarchive.com I found reports on this incident in
the Oxnard Press Courier, dates Dec. 8, 10, 11 and 12,
1992. The above 1992 description is fairly accurate. The
image was first seen on Monday, Dec. 7. The shooting occurred
two days later when an estimated 300 people had gathered to view
the image. A man and his wife were injured in the foot and
ankle. A controversy arose when the glazier said he would sell
the image to the highest bidder. It was reported he had an
offer of $200. The image had been all but erased as described
above. Eventually the property manager put it in storage. In the
last article on the incident a neighbor said "the apparition was
not a miracle, but instead an accumulation of dirt on glue
left from a cardboard cutout of the Virgin Mary that was
on the window last year."
While attempting to printout these articles I tried
to go to page 14 in the Press Courier, which had a continuation
of its Dec. 11 page-one story on the event. The software for
newspaperarchive.com is awkward, and I wound up on page 12
instead. An article appeared there at the top of the page titled:
"Imports stomp Dutch clogs." That very night, while visiting some
friends here in Lompoc, a woman brought out some wooden shoes she
had bought. I had never seen wooden shoes before, and was surprised
at how thick they were. Nor can I ever remember seeing any other
newspaper article about wooden shoes.
8/26/1996, 7:47 PM. Oxnard, From journal, volume #21.
"As usual I was walking with Shadow behind Oxnard
College this morning at around 7:05 AM. I was walking on a dirt
road; Shadow was not visible, having entered the rows of potted
Christmas trees to my left. I was in a state of reverie, ... and
thinking of what I had written to W.H. I saw Shadow come out from
between a couple potted trees, trot ahead of me, and turn right
where the road made a 'T' ahead of me about 20 feet. A few seconds
later I saw Shadow come out from between the same two pots! My
mind raced, as I tried to imagine how she could have circled around
so fast. Quickly I realized it was impossible, plus I was beginning
to have a strange feeling about the situation. I thought
to myself: 'Oh my God, you suppose she is going to do the exact
same thing I just saw?' And so in suspense I watched her trot ahead
of me just the same, and then she turned right just as before!
It was shocking and amazing. I at once thought it would be hard
to remember the incident - so told myself to remember it. And I
went up to Shadow, and noticed she wasn't panting, which she would
be if she had circled around (but there was not time anyway)."
Unlike most of the events here, I told a few people about this
the same day, even though it is one of the least believable.
What was most striking for me was what I experienced in the
few seconds immediately after Shadow came out from between the
same two potted Christmas trees the second time. My dog not
only repeated the course I had seen previously, but did so with
the exact same motions - such motions being something a dog owner
gets very keen on, especially with an athletic hound like Shadow.
My best explanation is that in the state of contemplation I was
in, somehow I saw what was to happen several seconds
before it actually happened. Above left is a picture of myself
and Shadow in Oxnard around 1993. To the right is a scan
from my journal showing the layout of the area I was in and the
course Shadow took.
5/22/1999. Lompoc, California. From journal, volume #23.
"Went to the Nipomo swap meet today; ... I was looking
around in one of the sheds and saw a cheap recorder in its original
package. Taped next to it ... was another recorder of a different
color. This triggered a memory of a dream from that very morning
in which I saw a curious panpipe; two pipes attached,
but they are of different colors. I play them and marvelous Arabic
sounding music is produced. I wonder how I learned to
When a waking event triggers the memory of a dream from the
previous night, caution requires that we consider if the dream
narrative in its entirety could have been constructed instantaneously.
But many dreams are remembered in this fashion. It is simpler to
presume these are actual memories of dreams, rather than some instantaneous
phenomenon that produces identical results. Further, content may
be dreamlike, as in the above where it seems an unlikely panpipe
is posited to explain the waking experience of a taped together
pair of cylindrical instruments of differing colors.
22. Two or Five,
Aug. 10, 2010. Exactly as written in Journal #24, except "X"
for an actual name and "[my step grandson]" added. Entered
Oct. 25, 2015.
"Now here is something weird. On Sunday X called
and was desperate for money (as always). She told me her sister
promised her $500 but she had not gotten it yet. But a few days
before she had called and told me her sister had promised to send
her $200 but she had not gotten it yet. I confronted her on the
discrepancy and she became annoyed and said: 'Two hundred or
five hundred, whatever.' She hung up on me. She called back
twice to apologize.
Now that is not weird, however the next day (yesterday)
I got a call from a young man who called me 'Grandpa'. I
said 'is this Michael?' He said yes and then told me he was on
a fishing trip to Niagara Falls. He and a friend had met two Canadians
and they all got stopped by Canadian police. The Canadians had
drugs and they were all arrested. The cops told him he would get
off, but he needed $2,000 bail. Later, perhaps inadvertently,
he changed this to $5,000 bail, which he wanted me to
send to him. I was already suspicious, since he did not
sound like Michael. I asked why he did not call his mother. He
said that she did not answer and he only had one call. I told him
he did not sound like Michael and challenged him to tell me
the name of my dog that he had liked so much ("Lobo"). He
said "Spot", then another name. I told him he was not Michael
and hung up. I called Michael [my step grandson] - he was still in Santa
Only until that night did I realize this. (1) X
called me probably wanting to borrow $200, and a few days later
called hoping to borrow $500. (2) The next day someone tried to
con me out of $2,000, later changing it to $5,000."
7/13/2011. Lompoc, California. From journal , volume
#24. Edited 1/27/2012.
A couple days ago I was making lunch and watching the TV
program Disappeared, a true-crime drama about people
who have disappeared, usually as a victim of crime. In the TV
story, the narrator said something like "they would soon get a
letter that would set off alarms" and just then my smoke alarm
went off! I had pushed down some toast a second time and forgotten
about it. My smoke alarm goes off at most once or twice a year.
24. Another Aunt
7/13/2011. Lompoc, California. From journal, volume #24.
A couple weeks ago X called me in a very delusional state and
said her estranged son had traveled out here to California
from his home back east and had married her older sister. This
was a very bizarre fantasy: her son has not talked to his
mother for over 10 years, has been married for many years, and
his aunt is probably 30 years older than him. A couple days
later I called X to again suggest this was a delusion. By then
she had regained clarity and was embarrassed to talk about
her prior delusion. That night I saw the excellent film Another
Year. In this, the female friend of a couple falls for
their son - much younger than her. The son does not encourage
her and does not call her as she had asked. Eventually he marries
a woman close to his own age. The older woman is crushed,
and talks to the young man's mother. She finally comprehends her
folly when the mother compares her to being like an aunt
to her son.
X is the same woman mentioned previously in Two or Five, Whatever. The two
events have some structural similarity.
25. Closet Outlets
1/27/2012. Lompoc, California. From journal, volume #24.
The following dream was not recorded
before the fulfilling event occurred, but it was very well
remembered since it was very disturbing and I woke up and got
out of bed.
DREAM: I have to follow someone into a maze of rooms. Alone, I
go into a room and from there look about for another door to
enter. Seeing none, I enter a closet where some clothes are
hanging. I turn to my right and see a small closed door. It is
only about 4 or 5 feet high. I start to open this door but
then become fearful that this will lead me into a series of restricted
spaces in which I may become trapped. My anxiety increases and
I decide not to open the door. I awake. END
Later next day I decided to do a chore I had been putting off
for weeks. My internet DSL service had slowed way down. I had
called service at my ISP and their last suggestion was that I
try using a different telephone wall jack. I did not think
this was the problem but hooked some extra line I had bought
to a jack in my kitchen. Surprisingly, this gave me adequate download
speed, but with further checking I discovered the problem was not
a defective wall jack, but the connecting cable I was using. The
old (defective) cable led from my bedroom through a hole in the
wall in my closet that my ex-wife had made to an adjacent room
where my computers are located. In replacing this I got the plug
of the new cable stuck in the hole in the wall, and could not push
it through nor retrieve it without possibly damaging the fragile
plug. Then I realized the similarity to the dream - (1) I enter
a closet looking for an outlet, (2) I find it to my right, (3)
concern that it is too small halts my activity. Note that I
never imagined that the problem was with the line, and that I
might have to replace that. Instead I had been advised to have
Verizon check the signal, and then to suspect that either my
modem, router, or the wall jack was the problem. Thus having
to find and utilize an opening in the closet wall was never anticipated.
6/22/2012. Lompoc, California. Entered 6/23/2012.
Yesterday I saw a TV news item about a political crisis in
Nigeria. I was amused to learn that the current President of
Nigeria is named "Goodluck Jonathan." I thought of how the
culture in Nigeria must differ from ours that such a name would
be selected for a child, and wondered if the name itself had benefited
Mr. Jonathan's political career. I planned to tell a friend about
the name, but forgot.
That night I was reading items in the Encyclopedia of
Graffiti (Reisner & Wechsler, 1974). It was late, so
I decided to turn out the light and go to sleep. First, I
turned over the book and read the last of a list of graffiti on
the back of the book, on the dust cover. This was the item:
Fortunatus you sweet little darling you great fornicator,
someone who knows you writes this. (Pompeii, 79 A.D.)
An online Latin dictionary verifies that one of the meanings
of "Fortunatus" is "lucky."
Coxeter, Page 216
3/11/2013. Lompoc, California. Entered 5/6/2017.
The following paragraph from an email, sent by me on 3/14/2013
to EL, explains how I consulted a page of a fairly obscure
mathematics book, and the next day received an email
from EL with an unexpected and different problem that
wound up being dealt with elsewhere on the same page of the same
book. I have used this book only a few times in the decades I have
Thank you for your email and the
two attachments. I have not spent much time yet on Euclidean
Transformations, but it has produced a "synchronicity".
A day before I first emailed you I was going over my online
article Homogeneous Transformation Matrices and was
concerned about my definition of an n-dimensional rotation
as having an invariant axis of dimension n-2.
An alternative definition is an isometry with at least one
invariant point. I was trying to get an intuitive feel for
such a "rotation" in four dimensions that had
only a single point for its axis. I wound up examining page
216 in Coxeter's Regular Polytopes (the Dover edition) - in
particular the analytic form of a "double rotation"
near the bottom of the page. The next day I received
your Euclidean Transformations and wound up at p. 216
again in Regular Polytopes, where Coxeter concludes his
treatment of a problem very similar to one you
dealt with - determining the geometric properties of an isometry
given its matrix representation. Coxeter deals with an isometry
with at least one invariant point, in n-dimensional
Euclidean space. Given its non-homogeneous matrix,
from its characteristic equation he derives the axes of
the transformation from the real roots, and angles of rotation
from the complex roots.
9/4/2013. Lompoc, California. Entered 9/7/2013.
(1) At about 7:40 PM on Sept. 4, 2013 I
heard a radio interview that revealed that: An American
had asked an Asian man "How are you?" and the Asian man
judged the inquiry to be more personal than it actually
(2) At about the same time: An Asian man sent an email
from my computer (remotely) to an American asking "How are
you?" and the American judged the inquiry to be more
personal than it actually was.
For details of this "synchronicity" see: Twin Problematic Greetings.
29. Dog Stories
Sept. 22, 2017. Lompoc, California.
Zeno. Oh how I loved that dog.
I have withdrawn an entry ("Zeno and the Light", 10/9/2015)
about possible telekinesis (Zeno making a light come on) since
the light came on again the same way recently, even though
Zeno died on July 1, 2016. To replace it, below are two dog
stories, the second having a ghost aspect.
(1) I once had a black Akida-Visla mix dog. This was Shadow,
who appears previously here (Shadow
Shadow). She loved to play tug of war with me, using the
cut off leg of an old pair of jeans. She played hard and
persistently. One day I was very sick, and sitting on the couch.
Shadow came to me with the pant leg, exactly as if inviting me
to play the tug game. I grabbed it and pulled. It came out of her
mouth easily - she was letting me win.
(2) About eight years ago I had two dogs, Lobo and the above
mentioned Shadow. Both were getting old, and Shadow in
particular was over 17 years old and on her last legs. However,
suddenly, Lobo had to be put down. Afterwards, Shadow would stare
down at the empty place on the living room rug where Lobo used
to lay. A week after Lobo died I found Shadow lying dead on a walkway
in the side yard.
A few days later I called my son in Utah about
the deaths of Lobo and Shadow. Both had been his dogs originally.
At that time my son was married to a Chinese woman who, though
well educated, believed in ghosts. My son told me that recently
she had heard a scratching sound at the front door. She opened
the door, but nothing was there. Then, a week later, she experienced
the same thing. The first time it was about a day after the death
of Lobo, the second time a day after the death of Shadow. She
reported this before she heard that either dog had died. That was
the only time she reported hearing any unexplained sounds.
4/8/2017. Lompoc, California. Entered 4/9.
Last night I got together with a group of people to share a
Netflix film. I talked briefly with the man seated next
to me, Richard, as I had several times before. On the
subject of the war years, I told Richard that my family
had driven across the country in 1943 from New York to California.
He asked me where in New York and I told him Freeport. He then
said that he too had lived on Long Island. I told him
I was born in Southampton.
The movie we watched later was the 2016 documentary Harry
and Snowball, about Harry de Leyer and his champion
Snowball. About two thirds through the movie there was a scene
showing a sign for Southampton Hospital.
This is within the range of coincidence. However both my
mention of my birthplace, and even more the scene in the movie,
had little motivation. There was, however, an equestrian event
in Southampton that de Leyer participated in. I had no knowledge
about Harry de Leyer prior to seeing the movie.
First, we generalize the concept of precognition so that it
applies to all the possible examples above. Also, this
avoids saying more than we know, and may provide some hints for
where to look for new genres of the paranormal. By event
we mean anything experienced by one person that can be
at least partially described. For example: a scene in a dream or
movie, a day dream, a real world happening, a thought or intent,
a fantasy or delusion, something spoken or read, sense perceptions,
natural phenomena, presence at a time and place, etc.
Events may influence other events, in part or whole, directly or
indirectly as by intermediate events. We say two events manifest
a "hyper-coincidence" if:
1. The descriptions
of two events have one or more similarities that are extremely
unlikely to occur by chance.
2. There is no known way that one event could have
influenced the similar content of the other, or that the similar
content of both was influenced by some third event.
For a typical precognitive experience the two events
of the hyper-coincidence are ordered in time: first a pre-event
such as a scene in a dream, and second a post-event
such as a worldly happening which is recognized to eerily match
the pre-event. Often the dream will be remembered only when the
post-event is experienced. Since the post-event follows the pre-event,
it is assumed it could not possibly have influenced the
pre-event dream. However even if the dream has been forgotten,
it could influence a post-event that depends on acts of volition
by the dreamer. Precognition is necessarily statistical in nature
- there can never be absolute certainty that events have not unfolded
as they have due to chance. But when there is more than one anticipation
in the same dream, the close-to-zero probabilities of chance causation,
roughly, multiply in assessing the probability that the dream as
a whole was due to chance. This produces the near certainty of
precognition. Examples of such multiple anticipations appear
above in Cappadocia, Heidi's Dream and Headache,
Triple Coincidence and, less
convincingly, in Surprise
Permission and White Rainbow.
In assessing the probability of chance causation an important
consideration is the interval of time between the pre-event
and the post-event. Thus if you dream of a scene that eventually
you see in a movie, chance causation is much more likely if years
have gone by and in the interval you have seen a hundred other
movies. Generally, this involves sample sizes. Suppose you dream
that your next door neighbor knocks on your door dressed in a clown
suit and asks to borrow some cinnamon. The chance of that actually
happening the next day are likely millions to one, definitely a
hyper-coincidence. But suppose it did happen, but you had no
such dream. If then you could search some online file of a
million dreams, finding one to match this post-event would
not be so remarkable. No such data base exists now, but caution
is necessary in evaluating online attempts to register
"prophetic" dreams. Similarly, published evidence for precognition
of famous catastrophes is unconvincing. Further, to make a better
story, we are told that the disaster itself was foreseen. But first
learning of the disaster
seems more likely to be the anticipated post-event, not the unseen
disaster itself. To claim the contrary should require supplying
details of the disaster before they are publicly announced. If
someone dreams of an odd scene and then sees it in a movie, I doubt
if anyone would claim that this was precognition of the making
of the movie, rather than precognition of seeing the movie.
All but perhaps one of the above precognitive dreams were
fulfilled the very day after the dream. This is not typical of
examples in the literature, and may be a personal trait. But
all of the post-events above are trivial; they do not involve
life changing possibilities, nor events reported by the press.
If trivial post-events occur much later than a day or so, by
that time the pre-event is likely to be forgotten and the precognition
will not be recognized. I seems rare to remember dreams after 24
hours have passed - even if written down, most are soon forgotten.
The Buda Pest experience above falls
within the range of coincidence, but it illustrates the
possibility that both events of a hyper-coincidence may be nearly
identical real world experiences. If fleeting dream images can
anticipate worldly experiences, why should we on principle reject
the possibility that worldly events themselves can anticipate other
worldly events? Or in the curious Crab
or Lobster experience, a mother's misidentification anticipates
a worldly experience. Coincidence is a possibility here also, but
this example was worth giving to suggest the great variety of
hyper-coincidences that may exist.
The term "precognition" (and its synonyms) suggests a prior
"knowing," but the phenomenon seems much more general, and in
none of the above examples would a person have been able
to make a prediction. Instead the post-event comes as a surprise,
not as an expectation. Claims of foreknowledge of a personal or
public disaster receive much attention, and these often involve
predictions or saving actions. So predictive capacity should not
be ruled out, but such claims are inherently subject to the sample
size problem discussed above. For example, a very common paper
chain letter of prior decades warned that a recipient discarded
the letter in disbelief, and died nine days later. That is certainly
a true claim! In fact, likely this happened over 35,000 times!
This follows simply from the vast circulation of the chain
letter and basic death statistics (see Chain
Letter Evolution - calculation).
Often, during some phase in a person's life, essentially the
same dream will be experienced on many nights. Such recurrent dreams may also be
collective. For example,
probably millions of people have dreamed that they were back in
school and experiencing frustrating difficulties. It is a bit puzzling
that people may have this dream even before they learn that others
have had the same dream. Other recurrent dreams may be strictly
personal, or at least presumed to be so. For example, for many
years I had dreams in which three men with questionable reputations
appeared. Other details of these dreams were totally different,
so these three scoundrels rated only as a recurrent feature.
In the Special Delivery dream
I was told that the blimp racers "would be contacting me," and
after I woke up I had the feeling that the dream was precognitive.
In the Cappadocia dream, an unseen man
tells me he is building "Futurama." In my father's dream in Triple Coincidence, after giving
him a number, a disembodied voice tells him he "will find
out" what it means. In the White
Rainbow dream, a old man tells me that an image is "prophetic."
In all these dreams there is content that declares the dream to
be precognitive; and in two cases, a particular dream element
is specified that is to manifest in the waking world.
In three of these dreams the declaration of precognition
is by a person, unseen except in the White Rainbow dream. The personifications
involved could be interpreted to mean that the dreamer is in
contact with some metaphysical being that is staging the
precognition. Alternatively, these persons, seen or unseen that
make the declaration, may be dream rationalizations, just as in
a dream of flying one can imagine it is taking place
on a world with little gravity. Whether causative or explanatory,
such declarations rank as a recurrent feature of my precognitive
dreams. Personification, in dreams and elsewhere, provides
an agency explanation for unusual experiences. But explaining
dream content as the act of a spirit may be like explaining
illness as witchcraft.
It is a surprising fact that three or four of the above twelve
precognitive dreams have post-events which (1) relate to
personal facts about the dreamer, and (2) would be considered
coincidences by themselves, even in the absence of a dream. In
the Superior Hangings dream,
my attention to the post-event is guaranteed by the first and
last names of an artist, these names having family significance.
Similarly, the post-event of the Cappadocia dream
involved a magazine article that was written by an old friend of
mine. In the Triple Coincidence
event, the actual number of a hospital room matched my
birth date. Finally, in the Special
Delivery event, the target experience is receipt of an unexpected
letter addressed to me. However this receipt is not, by
itself, what we would consider a "coincidence." Like the above
pre-event declarations, these post-event personal coincidences
rank as a recurrent feature in my precognitive dreams. Such
recurrences may hint at what is going on in precognition, and if
they involve the post-event, they may help in designing more revealing
Three examples of transposition occur in the experiences above
(Crab or Lobster, Superior Hangings, Twin Problematic Greetings).
This could simply be the result of noise in the transition between
two events, just as transposition errors often occur in manual
data recording. But it is possible that transposition has a causative
role in some paranormal experiences - such as by attracting awareness
to events linked by this surprise relationship.
Less specific forms of a surprise post-event appear in other
items above. In the Calling Danny
hypnagogic experience, the name "Danny" was a personal
surprise both in the post-event and the pre-event day dream, since
the voice on the phone was not that of my mother in both cases.
But this was not in itself a coincidence. It would have been if
the call were a wrong number. In the Surprise Permission dream, the
post-event was odd and embarrassing, but not related to me personally.
The Buda Pest oddity is completely impersonal.
Likewise the Twin Pipes and White Rainbow dreams both have post-event
visual experiences that are odd but neither personal nor involving
a coincidence. In the second of Two
Coincidences, an extremely unlikely pre-event anticipates an
unremarkable post-event. So my events involved with precognition
definitely have some regularities, though note a pre-event being
somewhat unusual is probably an inherent necessity since otherwise
a matching post-event may not be so improbable.
Just one convincing precognitive dream, communicated to
witnesses prior to the post-event, undermines the orderly view
of the world that has taken millennia to develop. Even quantum
mechanics, with its possibility of interconnectedness and simultaneous
influence, has trouble digesting precognition. Perhaps it is a
fundamental principle of awareness that some "events" noisily sustain
or replicate themselves if there is an opportunity. If so, it is
difficult to explain why those events are perpetuated in some
form and others may not be. But it is just as difficult
to explain why we may remember certain things in our
own lives that have no significance, like a bad joke heard many
years ago. That most events seem transitory may be due
to a pervasive disruption of replicative opportunity, just as omnipresent
friction in our earthly environment obscures our awareness
of Newton's first law: that objects retain uniform motion unless
acted upon by a force.
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