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![]() Feeel X ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Member Posts: 2,814 Joined: Jan 2004 Member No: 1,498 ![]() |
I'm pretty sure we all dream and if you say you don't, you just forgot your dream.
Well i just enjoying reading other people's dream, so write your dreams down! Plus, i've once read that keeping a dream journal helps you remember your dreams and dream more. Well, my funniest dream in my life was actually a nightmare. Happened when i was like 9. There was this machine hanging with ropes shaped in a loop and it'd go around like a conveyor belt. There was a line-up which i was lining up in, and we'd have to hang ourselves. so pretty much wait in line to die...scary. |
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![]() I love Havasupai ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Member Posts: 1,040 Joined: Jul 2005 Member No: 163,878 ![]() |
This is a dream that I experienced several times while living in California...
Nestled in a slot canyon that transcended the passing of time, I heard the memory of the frigid water calling my soul. While I drifted into a lucid meditation, an unidentified voice commanded me to breathe as I was thrown from my perch on a large boulder into the water. Fearing I was about to drown while sinking into my watery grave, I remembered the command of the unidentified voice. As my fear subsided, I saw a gathering of "spirits" that seemed to be waiting for something. Sensing my presence, without turning to greet me, they formed two lines on either side of a stone altar and chair. Interpreting their actions as an invitation, I approached the chair. While I passed through the receiving line, the sound of drums and chanting announced the intent of our "gathering" of souls. As I reached the altar, a long red macaw feather headdress was placed on my head. When I was seated, an ancient stone manuscript was placed on the altar before me. While I absorbed the content of these Akashic records, the pages of the text, able to anticipate my thoughts, turned themselves. As I finished "reading" the book, drums, chants and prayers completed my underwater initiation. |
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