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Friendship Is… pt 2

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One of the best things about…

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Friendship is being there to give your companion a hug.

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Friendship is when…

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If you have any fears or doubt just know that…

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Animals and Nature Positivty and Funnies Randomness Universal World Writing and Poetry

Friendship Is…

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Friendship is feeling pure joy every time you see your companion(s)

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Friendship is a companionship that can be held with anybody young or old.

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Friendship is someone to turn to when you need a shoulder to cry on.

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Friendship knows not of race… even dog and goat.

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Friendship is knowing your companion’s tricks and pranking tendencies.

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Also…

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Soul Death Composition

Fallen_angelI have forgotten everything.

Existence itself has become ever so fickle to me.

What does this thing called existence mean?

I can’t remember anything beyond suffering.

My mind has forgotten what exists beyond the clouds.

Is there anything that exists beyond the clouds in my head?

I have forgotten what it was like to be me when I felt alive and whole.

I have been forgotten along with the many other broken souls who lie before me.

We have been left behind within the distant endless swirls of rusty grey dust and ash.

The composition of love is a complex concept for those who have sealed their hearts to avoid the cruel.

The formula of creating the death of a soul is the blackness from unforgiveness, hatred, and unrelenting malice.

Is there hope for the fallen? Is there hope for the broken? Is there hope for the lost? Is there hope for the lonely? Is there hope for the hated? Is there hope for the forgotten?

Yes.


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(NOTE: There is unity, comfort, and support that can be found by confiding in others. Don’t do this alone. You don’t have to do this alone. Help awaits no matter where you are in the world.)

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Benefits of Laughter in a Nutshell

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It feels good to laugh.

It adds more light onto my soul.

I love this feeling.


Choose sour or sweet.

Sweet brings on smiles and laughter.

Sour is discontent.


Laughing is healing.

Your soul will thank you for this.

Start laughing today.


Life tip: If you are having a bad day, one tip to combat it is to think about things that make you smile or laugh! I.E. Funny moments from your favorite movie or TV show, fun memories with family and friends, random or weird stuff that makes you laugh, etc.

Have a good day friends.


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Show Some Love Sunday

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Hello my dear friend.

You’re awesome, kind, sweet, funny…

I love you so much!

-Alex

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Freakin’ Fuzzy Foxy Friday

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Hooray, it’s the weekend!

Time to go snuggle and go FLOOF!

Come on, I am ready!

-Alex

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Dream Journal- Part 3: Odd Metropolis

(Note- due to the size of this Dream Journal post, the journal entry is split up into 3 different posts. This is part 3. Names and identities remain anonymous)

Between part 2-3 of my dream, I had a short segment where I had to go get something from my parent’s house in my hometown. I told myself that I had to go alone, yet little did I know that a few fuzzy critters, birds, squirrels, chipmunks, cats, deer, dogs, and so on started to follow me on my way. I finally found myself back to my parent’s house in flight, but again the morphing aspect took hold of this house. It seemed high and mighty as it sad on a mountain top… but in reality my parent’s home does not sit on a mountain. It at first appeared to be made from oak and thick glass, but then turned back into its original form. I wrapped myself around the side so I wouldn’t get caught, and then found myself through the front door. It kind of reminded me of something from a horror movie due to the modernized and ornate style. I had flashes of The Shining in my head and then managed to snap myself back into reality. I ran around the old home and found all kinds of beautiful dogs within it, dogs of all kinds. It felt like the right thing to let them go and to take the totem I was looking for. I kept hearing warnings from the smaller critters to get out, and I insisted not to without letting these animals free. The door behind me was opened and my Dad walked in. I felt like a deer in the headlights. My Dad had a weird sparkle in his eye and greeted me and I greeted him back. It was silent for a moment until all hell broke loose as he yelled a massive inhuman sound. Cain and a few of the animals ran through the front door, knocked my dad out of the way (Cain taking it a step further), and pulled me out of there and the dogs ran free. Cain was furious and asked me what I was doing there. I apologized and told him I had to go back for something. He kissed me and told him not to do it like that again, and if I were to go that he must go with me.

Moving forward with the dream, I found myself in the middle of a massive metropolis. I mean absolutely massive. I don’t think I have ever seen anything of this magnitude in my life before. Massive glass buildings that were see-through, beautiful courtyards lined with fountains, trees, birds, and places to hang out, study, and have a cup of coffee with friends. From what I could see, this seemed to be a city made entirely of schools. I believe there were at least three or four different schools put within these cities. All of its residents were students, teachers, professors, staff, custodians, and supervisors of these universities. It was absolutely amazing. All of my friends were there! It was so cool and I even met some new ones too. I spent my days with Cain and or my friends whether we were in class, studying, out and about, or just spending alone time with Cain within our home (I would say dorm, but these were individualized housing areas that were kind of like apartments). Did I also mention that things were kind of… well, anime like sort of? Well, they were.

One day we were in one of the many white washed libraries for a study session for one of our classes. It was me, Cain, Josephine, Francine, and a few others. Francine asked me if I could go with her to one of her classes just to sit in with her, I said yes, but got a very weird feeling in the pit of my stomach about it. I could tell Cain did too, but he was very subtle about it. I leaned forward towards him, kissed him, then said I’d be right back. He smiled back, waved, and told me not to be too long. I had that feeling that he was trying to stay positive despite the weird feeling we both got. From what I could tell, Francine was a mentor and tutor for this math class for younger students. It was awesome knowing that she would go out of her way to help other children. On my way through the campus’ courtyard, she told me that she wanted to be a Math tutor and hopefully teacher at one of the universities nearby us. I told her that I thought it was fantastic! 

I went in the classroom and was immediately creeped out. I could tell that it was old seeing the dirt and dust on the tiles of the floor, walls, and ceiling. Some of the squares were coming off the ceiling and the lights flickered on and off. The desks, projector, and white board were so old. The students and teacher seened relatively normal and they all greeted me sweetly. I was sitting in just to get an idea of what Francine would do. I hate math, but still wanted to see how she worked with kids because of my interests in Psychology and Art Therapy. As the class went on (which felt like in dragged on forever, which was only about 10-15 minutes in reality) that feeling of dread continued to grow. I told Francine I was going to hit the restroom. She told me class was going to be over soon, but said she was ok with it. I left my stuff there which Francine agreed to look over… that was the biggest mistake I have ever made. 

What was cool about that class was that it had a massive open door that led to outside. In reality besides having to go to the bathroom, I just really needed fresh air. I looked around the campus’ buildings, feeling a bit lost but amazed. I was still relatively new in this area. I could see large campus book stores, shopping areas, lab buildings, libraries, student lounges, and then finally found the restroom. I went in and out like that, but heard a large commotion. I looked outside and saw another restroom. There was a man with a bandana, black and blue clothing, and dark hair trying to grab a young woman in a pink tank and then shot her with a handgun when she resisted. More guys with bandanas ran out and around that one bathroom. I stood there and hid in the bathroom I was in for a second until they left that bathroom across from me so I could help that girl. I ran inside and a few other girls ran towards the far end of the bathroom screaming and crying. The girl that was shot wasn’t dead, only grazed on her arm, but others that were outside were. I realized I didn’t have my phone and my blood ran cold. I took a cloth and wrapped it around her arm to try to stop the bleeding. I was furious, so done with all of this. I got so angry that I attracted those shooters and dragged them into the bathroom. They tried to shoot me, but missed as I tore each and every part of them one by one. I don’t know where I got the strength from, but I would kill them, then pull them inside out. They begged and pleaded, but I did not stop. As soon as it was over, the girls in the bathroom with me were shocked, but one yelled “You did it!”. I stood back in horror and sadness only to find that they were no different from me and everyone else. I told them that I forgave them for what they did, apologized for what I did, and somehow they were standing again and allowed me to hug them. I saw a glimpse of Cain and others getting ready to enter the bathroom when the dream stopped and I woke up. 

This was just one of those vivid dreams that blew me away. I am grateful for how visually gifted and creative I am. My subconscious mind is so much more powerful when I allow that part of myself to flow. I think there is so much more that are dreams are telling us than what we see on the surface. Wow. Amazing. Beautiful.

-Alex

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Dream Journal- Part 1: The Romance

(Note- due to the length of this dream journal, it is going to be a 3 part separate post journal. Each entry will be linked to one another. Names and identities will stay anonymous.)

Its interesting how massive my dreams can be the later I sleep during the day. While being under the weather, I had a beast of a dream. It wasn’t a nightmare, and it definitely wasn’t abstract. It also wasn’t quite lucid either, however I somewhat had a sense of awareness of what was going on.

I walked into my dream to find myself in my old high school. It seemed very quiet and docile. I recall walking down the walkway towards the stadium and outdoor stage in the middle of the school with my friends (We will call them Janice, Josephine, Michelle, Francine, etc). It was late afternoon and I could feel the setting sun’s warmth upon my neck, arms, and shoulders. 

“Come on! We have something to show you!”, one of my friends exclaimed as the motioned me to go to the stadium. A few of them sprinted past me with wild excitement on their faces. 

“What’s going on? What is it that you’re trying to show me?”, I asked. 

“It’s a surprise!”, my dearest best friend Janice told me as she guided me closer to the stadium. The sun set faster and faster as I was told to sat down. There were folks all around my age gathering at the stadium. Somehow, seems as though my surroundings kept changing around me. At first, when people started to appear, so did red ribbon, swans, birds, candles, food, and gentle lights appeared around us. A gentle night breeze passed through the palm trees that lined the stadium. People were socializing with one another and greeted me with true kindness and joy. Men were dressed in suits and ties, women in dresses and fancy skirts. I was amazed by how beautiful everything was.

I thought this was perhaps a birthday surprise, but I could not tell whether if it was my birthday or not. I could not remember what time of year it was. I questioned myself and my friends what was up, not in a nasty way of course, but I just wanted to know what the special occasion was. It seemed somehow maybe it had to do with some special occasion, because everyone around me made it clear that it was for me and extremely crucial. I eventually gave in and went with it.

The stage in front of us lit up the crimson red curtain on the top of the stage. The outdoor setting started to form into the indoor stadium which was conveniently right next to this one, odd right? However, the initial concrete stage and stadium turned into a wooden stage and red velvet seats all morphed into extended soft loveseat like benches. The curtains opened and my named was announced for the occasion. I got a round of applause! Even my family was there for a short amount of time, only to leave not to long after. The stage withheld from a display that appeared to shift from having a small set of seats, a swan moat, pink neon lights, and softly playing music. I thought to myself ‘what is this a game show?’.

No, it wasn’t. The song ‘Matchmaker’ from Fiddler on the Roof randomly came up as my friends including Janice and others shortly sang it and waltz around me. I was really irritated at first, but then one of my friends (a very handsome tall man with dark hair and eyes) put their arms around my shoulders and said, “Aw, come on Alex! You should go for it! This is all for you, you know? Why not enjoy yourself?” I was reluctant, but again gave in after I felt a soft presence looking in my direction.

It seemed that others were partaking in this event as I watched other men and women being matched up together from the stage. As they were matched together, they would go from the stage and stadium towards the exit either carrying each other, kissing one another, or holding hands. The guests that were leaving waved goodbye to me and congratulated me. Only a few people remained, which were my closest friends, and I was still so confused on what was going on. Finally it was my turn and I was brought up towards the stage. There were only a few men left and only one of them stood out at me. It was the same one that had stared at me from the beginning of the curtain opening. He had long, curly and wavy light blonde hair, fair skin like mine, crystal colored eyes, a gentle smile, fairly tall, and in a soft white blue suit. He was perfect. He started to approach me and said a few gentle words, yet another man stepped in front of him and tried to talk to me. He was tall, sly, and had a wide-weasel like smile. I talked him to leave me be and he walked off the stage. Everything around me seemed to start to spin and I came back to my senses to find the man in the blue suit right behind me. We’ll call him Cain.

We found ourselves back towards the stage alone and watched the swans dancing in the water and moonlight from above. The stage and stadium was gone and all we could see above was stars. I remember the affection that manifested between myself and this man. Every kiss and gentle touch felt so real. I felt invincible. We felt invincible. I finally found myself right where I needed to be within that single moment.

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-Alex

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