DinghyDog wrote:Talking about death and dreams, I drempt I was shot point blank in the head by my dad "for my own good". Do you think it was weird that the next time I went to visit him I locked my bedroom door at night?
My bestfriend used to have dreams where we had had a fight and she would be pissed off at me the whole next day, even though nothing bad had happened between us in real lifedreams really are real to the dreamer, aren't they?
Godfather. wrote:pandora wrote:Dreaming a Dream Mantra....
Don't cry because sadness lays too long
Don't worry because worries never last
Don't be angry because I will never win
Don't fear because I can not fail
Don't hate because love must get in
Now sleep because tomorrow's on it's way
Now sleep because tomorrow's another day
I LOVE THIS !
Godfather.
DinghyDog wrote:pandora wrote:With all the holiday preparations, I lay down, weary for a nap.
I reach to hold my Maddie, snuzzle her warm against my chest.
Lucy she is curled up in the nook of my bended knees.
The windchimes lull me off to sleep, as a holiday song plays soft.
For a moment as I leave to dream, together they sound as one.
My dream takes me back to the tiny room, the tiny room wth you.
Sleet falls outside the window, no, that is not snow, I know.
I agree with you, Mama. I always do, you know.
You lay upon the bed, sleep your only escape,
even in my dream I know and somehow can relate.
You have long since let it go, this world you no longer want,
just to be there in your dream, the need is all you have.
Hushed we speak together so as not to disturb Mama's rest,
our sadden eyes upon her.
I meet your eyes, I hold them, your green eyes of our lifetime,
the window to our soul and I but a twinkle of yours.
A rush of love and strength pours through me
'Daddy you are here! You are here to wait with me!
You look just as I remember, jolly, bright and good.
If ever there was a perfect Santa, Daddy it was you!
You are here to be with Mama, make her smile and laugh again.
Fill her dreams with hope and love,
then do the same for me'
I hear your reply, as I waken to remember,
I speak your words out loud ...
"we are here together where time does not exist
we are but a dream away and everything you wish"
Merry Christmas Mom and Dad!
thank you for always being there ... just a dream away
wow, that sounds wonderful
DinghyDog wrote:Do you ever try to interpret your dreams, or do you just accept them as nonsense?
I had a dream last night that left me feeling like it was meant to be interpreted in my waking life. In my dream there was a person that I found very intriguing, and wanted to be around,and learn more about them. Everyone around me also seemed to find this person intriguing, but I'm pretty sure this person kept trying to poison me by spiking my drink, and got really annoyed when I didn't drink it. They also claimed to be great at science, studying to be a doctor, and promoted themselves as someone who was nicer than the nicest person you ever met. Deep down I didn't trust a word they were saying and I could see I was being deceived, but on the surface I was really enjoying their company and asking them heaps of questions to try learn more about them. I could see that they were lying by big-noting themselves, but I studied science at uni, so I thought I might trip them up with some of their answers. The answers were too vague to trip them up, but I was just so interested in this person, it was bazaar, especially when I could tell how bad they were (a pathological liar who was trying to kill me), but I felt that I could avoid that and enjoy their company.
Any theories on what this one might mean?
pandora wrote:the wide road ahead covered in deep ice covered snow
rutted by millions before me
I glided along
the sun shone bright without heat
no melting the frigid
I turned the corner to find a dog lying in the road
two dogs
frantic to know the story in that flash of that second
I came closer
the pitiful sound of whimpering with each breath
stopped me short
one dog lay frozen
lay dead
the other crying by it's side
moving without purpose without thought
moving on
I turned to look back
that dog's face I will never forget
now a picture left
one of many
I wish I could forget
startled from that place I lay listening to my two
hoping I do not see his face here
where I am safe where we are safe
why are some fortunate and why are some not
and why must the pictures stay
and why
why are they found here after I leave them there
rollings wrote:pandora wrote:the wide road ahead covered in deep ice covered snow
rutted by millions before me
I glided along
the sun shone bright without heat
no melting the frigid
I turned the corner to find a dog lying in the road
two dogs
frantic to know the story in that flash of that second
I came closer
the pitiful sound of whimpering with each breath
stopped me short
one dog lay frozen
lay dead
the other crying by it's side
moving without purpose without thought
moving on
I turned to look back
that dog's face I will never forget
now a picture left
one of many
I wish I could forget
startled from that place I lay listening to my two
hoping I do not see his face here
where I am safe where we are safe
why are some fortunate and why are some not
and why must the pictures stay
and why
why are they found here after I leave them there
just like every person
that lives directly on the opposite side of the globe
that starve to death because they were born there
and I don't because I was born here
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