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Dream Journal- Gentle Breeze in a Small Autumn Town

A few nights ago I had a very subtle, yet heavily detailed dream. I somehow managed to find myself in the hometown of one of my dearest friend. I found myself in the front of a fast food restaurant, possibly a Burger King, McDonald’s, In N Out, or something like that. It sat in its own lot which sat in the middle of what appeared to be a town square. I honestly do not know how I quite got there. I had visions of being transported there and yet, at the same time I had visions of being dropped off by someone who drove me over to this fast food joint. My dear friend who wore a black hoodie and jeans came up to me, welcoming me with open arms. They seemed pretty calm and laid back, ignoring the fact that I had absolutely no idea how I got here.

He urged us to go for a walk around town so he could show me around. We held casual conversations as he showed me around. The town seemed old time with buildings built closely next to one another. The paint and wood on some of the buildings chipped and wore away while others looked brand new and refurbished. There was Halloween decorations hanging on the edges of the roofs of all the buildings. Paper pumpkins, orange and black streamers, plastic bat and ghost decor, pumpkins and gourds lining the front end, etc. The breeze pulled off part of the streamers and one of the paper pumpkins. I tried to run after it to catch it, but it flew off into the gently faded blue skies. One of the town-folk told me not to worry about it and to let it fly away. 

Soon my friend and I started to get into an older, disheveled part of town. We walked by a small brick church with a cemetery sitting on the right side of it. I felt very unsettled about this area. Neighborhoods and streets stretched endlessly and it was a little bit more noisy here than any other part of town. The cemetery had tombstones nearly stacked on one another with tall grass and weeds entwined around the tombstones and semi-barb wired fence. I felt even more unsettled when I saw three teenagers running out the church and through the cemetery. I large man with an Italian accent stood on the steps of the church and screamed at the teens. He looked at us and started to walk towards us with aggression. My friend managed to convince him that we didn’t do anything wrong and I stood back. The large man said that it was okay for us to stay for a little bit, but not for too long. All three of us stuck around in the cemetery and the large man shared old urban legends and ghost stories that surrounded the town and this cemetery. I felt on edge and the tombstones started to glow. I could see non-corporal human-like beings starting to surround us. I really didn’t like it, but the large man and my friend embraced it more than anything else. I said I was going to leave, but then my friend followed me, then suddenly things went back to normal. I woke up feeling quite intrigued. 

This was quite a strange dream, does it mean anything to you? Have you had any dreams similar in nature as to this one?

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Eh-I-I-In.sanity

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It-It-It-It’s my best friend.

Nasty to some, nice to others.

Soft, gentle, precious, kind, giving, forgiving…

Always by my side.

No one can hurt my dearest friend in the world.

It has wide jowls, white teeth, black eyes, serrated claws, and a colossal frame.

To make him angry will lead to you being bashed into the dust.

You wouldn’t hurt my dear friend… right?


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Be There

If you are truly my friend; Please don’t hurt me.

If you truly are my companion; Please don’t wish me harm.

If you truly are my rock; Please don’t judge me by my cover.

If you are truly supportive of me; Please don’t coddle me.

If you believe in me; Please don’t patronize me. 

If you truly believe that I will succeed; Please don’t rise me up only to fail.

If you truly believe I am sturdy and strong; Please don’t save or rescue me.

I don’t need any of these things.

All I ask for is your time.

All I ask is for you to be there.

I do not seek money or material goods.

I do not wish to harm or take advantage of others.

I do not make promises I cannot keep.

I will not make a commitment only to fall through and give in.

I am here for you.

I’m here for whatever you need.

All I ask is for that in return.

Namaste.

-Alex

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Nymph

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I wish you’d see what I’d see.

Don’t you see?

I’m just a nymph.

A lonely nymph that everyone runs away from.

It doesn’t matter if its a bird, deer, rabbit, human, or any other critter….

They all just run away from me.

But why?

Why do you run from me?

Maybe its the way I look.

I have not been able to see my reflection for over one hundred years now.

I look at the water from time to time, only to find no reflection.

Why do I have no reflection?

My hands always feel so cold, but everything I touch feels warm.

But I’m not dead, am I?

I don’t crave blood, nor guts from anyone or anything.

I just wish for love, compassion, and company from others.

You see?

This is why I have you here now.

I’m lonely and am so tired of it.

Just some company with you is all I could ever ask for.

I had to tie you down to a tree stump near a hollow cave with which I reside in.

I’m sorry, but I just did not want anyone to run away from me anymore.

You thought about it as you cowered in fear as I interrupted you making love to your partner.

When I saw you from afar, I thought to myself how pretty you looked.

Your long, black hair, green eyes, fine skin, and a gentle sweet smell of something I cannot describe.

I just wanted to spend time with you, I’m truly sorry for harming your partner.

You see though, he got in my way. So I had to end his life just for you to take a little bit of time from yours.

So, now its just you and me. Isn’t that great?

Why do you keep cowering in fear over me? Why does everyone scream, cower, or run from me?

What did I do to deserve this?

Since you don’t want to spend time with me, I’ll have to go find someone else to spend time with.

I’ll gladly add you to my collection.

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Dream Journal: The Dream I Wish to Forget

I hate this dream. I hate it with a passion. I wish I never had it. It just reminds me how much the ego and the mind can really get to you sometimes. Anyway, moving on.

I cannot quite remember where this dream started. What I can remember being on a porch that sat on an endless grassy field that stretched for what seemed an eternity. I had Laurie, my best friend and a link to my soul family standing in front of me. She was smiling and looking towards me as we remained silent. I could recall the smell of steak and other foods sizzling on the barbecue. It smelled amazing. Then all of a sudden a flash of a computer screen, an old boxy square one from the early 2000’s was right in front of me. I was sitting within a dark bedroom and I was chatting with dear Laurie online. We were having a fight of some sorts, I’m not too sure what about though. Its almost like as if part of me was enraging and ranting over nothing, but deep within myself I was dying. I wanted it to stop. One of my worst fears came true, Laurie told me she was going to block me and that we will never speak or see each other again. She also went talking about how she was going to go enjoy time with other people in my life. I remember screaming and crying at the stupid screen. I held my face and kept screaming “NO!” and “Why!?”. Someone came into frame and tried to gently pull me away from the computer. I was reluctant, but then eventually walked away from the computer.

All of a sudden, the computer flashed and my vision went back and forth between the screen of the computer, the grassy porch, and the inside of an open floor home seeing Laurie getting ready to serve a plate of food inside. There were a few others in there as well, but I could not tell who they were. Still feeling lost, disdained, and confused with the flashing imagery in my head. I grabbed towards one of them as the person who tried to pull me away from the computer said “NO! Hey, wait, what are you doing?”. What was interesting was that his presence never left even though I went through the portal. I was transported to the same open floor house where Laurie resided. I was frantic, yet relieved and excited to see her. She was happy to see me as always, and so was another gentleman who was there, different from the person who stayed behind me the whole time. I broke down and told Laurie what had happened and how upset I was, and she had absolutely no idea what I was talking about. I told her about the online chat and being blocked, there was one thing that she said that made a chill run up my spine. “Dear, that wasn’t me. I didn’t block you on Facebook or anywhere for that fact.” I asked who did, she shrugged and said “It was probably someone else dear, I don’t know.” A joke was thrown in there about a doppleganger. It made my blood run cold.

 

Laurie walked off with a gentle breeze and carefree demeanor into the outdoor yard. I asked where she was going, but then she disappeared. I had the view of a sliding glass door which had the view of a massive pool surrounded by columns, marble, and greenery. I heard a noise and ran to the left. The whole house morphed into what felt my old childhood home and something from a nightmare. A creepy old lady came up to me and asked what my business was, than told me to beware of the dark shadows and monsters that lurk the house at night. A dog-like monster ran past her and she pulled out a shotgun then loaded it. She told me not to worry and ran off with a loud ‘Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeee I’ll get ya fucker if its the last thing I do! Come here you little dirty rat dogs! I’ll get ya!’ and some other weird nonsense. The dogs didn’t seem to pay too much attention to me, even when I tried to stop them, they just nipped at me without physically touching me then running off. I saw flashes off so many strange things in my head, but couldn’t keep track of what they were. That concludes the dream I wish to forget.