I used to wish to be different. I wished to be able to dream what others couldn't. I finally got just that, and it never goes away. Just goes to show, be careful what you wish for.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Dream 07: Death/Serenity (Vision/Daydream)
I was dreaming of morbid images like the kind you see in horror movies. Half-decayed faces and dark figures. Then out of nowhere my dream switched over to a world that was so beautiful. There was a woman there in white. She had long blonde wavy hair, blue eyes, about 23 or 24 looking, a wreath of some kind on her head, and she had the most beautiful smile. I felt peaceful and happy. This is when I realized that it wasn't a dream. I was wide awake.
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