posted on Oct, 29 2005 @ 05:40 AM
I've had two disturbing dreams in the last two nights. I feel that there is a deeper meaning to them, like they've been planted there. like they're
Let me explain something first. When I dream, I dream in Color, and Emotion. Some people dream visually, auditory, or olfactory. I'm not kidding when
I say I cry from how intense my emotions are in my dreams.
So, I've like taken this temp position at a hotel in Vegas, because my boss has a friend that owns it or something like that. And I can remember
like, the size of the kitchen was huge. I was brought in to work because one of my favorite bands was there for a month, doing shows. So, It was one
of those dreams in which huge tracts of time pass quickly. And towards the end, I meet up with one of my second cousins that I know and her entire
family. And all, simotaneously we ask each other why the other is in Vegas. And for some reason it's ridiculously funny. Now, anyhow. There's like a
week left before I leave vegas, and I'm getting sad. But I end up falling in love. And it is a VERY vivid dream. I actually feel these emotions very
deeply, like some people dream vivid sounds, or sights. But I can't see her face, she's this blurry form. And then, we're suddenly in the hotel
lobby, and I've got my bags. Then we're talking(This is in the third person, I can't hear myself, and she nods. I change into a Lion....full mane
and everything. She climbs on my back, and we run off. Then the phone rang. And for some reason, I cannot get this out of my head: When I woke up, I
felt like....like #. Like I had seriously found love and lost it in the space of a month crammed into a few hours some random wednesday night.
Then, the following night, I had another vivid dream. I don't remember specifics, really. But as I said before, I dream in emotions. I remember
having a conversation with someone: A man, quiet, strong, wizened, familiar... We were in a plain white room, with no sensory stimulation, no sense of
time or distance (like the construct progam in the matrix) And I sat there, talking with him...I remember him speaking firmly with me, and I spoke
back, a great reluctance to do...something. And we went back and forth on that for awhile. And The only real WORDS I remember: "It must be done."
And I nodded. Then he held out his hand, saying "Come now. We are late." And I took his hand, and woke up instantly.
I have an odd feeling about these dreams, like they're not really mine, as if they've come from outside...can anyone help?