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Could a dream cause you a feeling?? Had a dream of a person last night. The kiss, the hug from behind, and being closed to her, created tons of butterflies that I'd make a garden for them!
It’s never too late. for anything: to apologize, to chase a dream, to try again, to forgive, to pick up a hobby, to fall in love, to change. you can do it whenever you want.
Keep dreaming.
I have been having really profound dreams lately. For the greater portion of this year, I have.
The other night about 3 nights ago I had a dream, post-apocolyptic one might say. But I’d argue, rather, that it was a slow, steady decline into another version of society. It is possible, from this persepctive, that we had already been arrived here for quite some time in the stretch. It’s possible. But things in my dream were winding and hazy, those details are merely emotion reflection.
There was quite a sad overtone in the air. I was with all women, in groups, we were each assigned two guards. They were not official police officers, but that is what they were. They were officially officers, previously. But they had new names. Kind of the same function. They did not want to have to do this. Nobody could be left alone ever. Not women at least.
Our days went on, and we went to a gathering in a wooden cafe. A girl was sitting on a bouncy ball. And just started straight up talking shit to me. And told me that I shouldn’t be a social media marketer, essentially. Verbatim I’m not sure I remember, but she very obviously knew she didn’t know what I did, nor knew what she said was accurate. Yet, it was full of spark.
Filling in the sand between.
It was really powerful because I began to shout back. Filled with passion and full of words, I gave them. I spoke them.
Rarely do I do that in a dream.
Carrying the sand back home.
last night I dreamed I was in my underwear and high heels with a copy of The Lord of the Rings jumping from balcony to balcony on a building and when a girl yelled at me “so sexy” I answered “it’s the book”
“How many slams in an old screen door? Depends how loud you shut it. How many slices in a bread? Depends how thin you cut it. How much good inside a day? Depends how good you live 'em. How much love inside a friend? Depends how much you give 'em.” ― Shel Silverstein
I went to a fast food place with some of my friends but after ordering the servers took me to a fighting arena where I had to fight their mascot for the right to eat
Nothing and Nobody can steal your Freedom…
Within
Please feel free to submit your dreams for sharing.
A lot of us are waking up into our dreams now. A lot of us are deconstructing the abstract ideas flowing through these lucid experiences. We are with you, and you are with you. Tap into what is going on beneath the surfaces. Tap into the surface. Be the surface. Surface.
Dream on.
Libethenite
Retoñar: Reproducirse lo que había dejado de ser o estaba amortiguado.