Here and There, This and That
A blog with some random thoughts I think may be good for the world to see. So read on. Get enlightened. Be entertained :D
Wednesday, June 1, 2022
Sharing Dreams 2
Friday, May 20, 2022
Sharing Dreams 1
In my dream I am not who I am
in the real world. At the beginning, I was just watching. I think it was a
trailer to a tv series that's on prime, night sky, but a little different. A
girl was using the machine to bring her grandfather a special meal. Outside in
my time & space we lived in a dying world. An elder was telling us about a
task we would eventually have to complete in order to leave this place. The
corrupted guardian cannot be killed, but must be immobilized in order for us to
leave. This task was to be completed in the future. He took us outside where
there was a tornado like wind, this was something that occurred like clockwork
through the day and only in one spot to throw things around. At the present the
guardian wasn't yet fully corrupted, but often would kill people by throwing
them over. I know this to be true but didn't know where this "over"
was. The elder led us outside to a few places outside our compound. We were led
to an area to be shown how to defeat the guardian. With a sword to its heart
after swiping at its legs. After this I felt like I was viewing the world
through a bird's eye view. I saw that the compound was in a bubble. I also a
green field in the distance, another but darker green area before that, and then
we were walking through an area of moving darkness. The darkness would come at
us but only to surround and move around us. Back through my eyes I see the
darkness is consuming a moving light. At closer inspection it was plants. The
elder mentioned that it was a natural occurrence that had become fiercer.
Saying we could redirect the darkness from the light so the light could
flourish, but the darkest was too abundant to do so. We moved to the darker
green area, much like a swamp. He pointed out some slimy green crystals growing
along some water cause the water to look a little green but with yellow spots
hovering above. There were a few creatures living in this water, but too blurry
to see. The elder crossed a wood board towards the green field. I noticed it
was chained off and has a huge crane like machine above. The field look like
corn maybe but was sectioned off into many areas with water running in between.
In front of the fence was a mote of water, green in color. The elder said to
never drink it if we ever in countered it. This was because the dark truth of
this place. That water was the run off of the type of fertilizer used on this
crop. Dead humans. My mind raced with questions and the feelings that I knew
the answers: "isn't the field our food source? Yes. Is the guardian
killing people to supply the fertilizer? Yea, most likely." Just then the
crane started up and began spraying the crops, but not just what was beyond the
fence. It was coming toward us! We had turned and began to run, faster and faster
as the spray hit our backs. That's when I saw the face of the other person with
me, she was ghostly white & smiling as she ran faster. (I don't know her in
my waking life). We made it back as the tornado was finishing its job. Then the
baby woke me up.
Sunday, September 27, 2015
Things that bother me
In no particular order of severity, here are a few things that bother me.
1. Dreams where someone is calling for you and it sounds like it's coming not from the dream but real life. You wake up & response, but there's no one there really calling for you.
2. Dreams that feel super real. So real that when you finally push yourself awake, you are disoriented, and exhausted.
To be continued....
Tuesday, July 15, 2014
Old Record
The ocean's waves move back and forth, but no sound emits from the crashes, just a soft song playing from the old record.
The wind's rustling breeze no long plays a song of leaves, but instead an old record sings a song of sorrow and happiness.
There is no one, no thing, everything has disappeared; except for this old record playing it's song of sorrow and happiness.
Think back now my children.
Think back when there was nothing but this record singing its song.
Can you hear it?
How sweet it sings! So soft to the ears!
Its soft melody plays with our senses!
Can you feel it my children?
The way it makes your heart cry, but then yells from happiness!
Feel the power it gives you!
Dance now children!
Dance softly now.
Dance.
Now sit my children, and listen to my story I will tell you.
This story began after the record stopped playing.
This story will end after I tell you how it began to play again.
Listen children to my words carefully.
Close your eyes and imagine my words fly through space.
Look carefully at the pictures I will remodel of the record that sings softly of sorrow and happiness.
Paper Writing Frustrations
Sunday, June 22, 2014
Interesting ideas
Reading from a translated source is better than watching from an interpretted source.
"Don't let your feelings determine your actions. Let your actions determine your feelings!" ~gerrald1234, KaW