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Post by peekay on May 18, 2005 12:00:48 GMT -5
When i was a child, and still every now and then when im feeling a little lost, I have this dream. - I am young. I am walking through my elementary school field, looking around, I do not recall what i am thinking, but as i look into the distance a "Hawk" ( or so I assume it to be" picks me up by my coat. I am rising higher and higher over the field.. Over the posts with the steel cable running through them, and over the houses. Over my house. I can see every one I know/love. I am soaring over everything toward-who knows. Then I see a cliff, the world is looking a little desolate, and suddenly I am released from the hawks grip. I am falling, not fast. I am not frightened. As my body nears the bottem of this cliff, i start to float out of my physical "vessel". I watch as my body crashes to its death. I watch as my body deteoriates rapidly. and turns into dust. As a gust of wind twirls my dust around, i walk away laughing.... This I told to a woman I was baby sitting for at the time, who turned out to be psychic. She was the first to explaine to me I had a firm understanding that this body is just that a vessel. That I was born with a "knowing" that there was so much more to this life than just earth... Interesting none the less.
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Post by ColoredPencils on May 25, 2005 23:54:51 GMT -5
Wow... Lucky you. To be able to figure out what your dreams mean to you like that. Mine are always freaky and wierd and mean nothing that I can decipher...
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