reply to post by hautmess
Well, okay. The oldest dream I remember is when I was very sick at the age of three. In the dream I was being chased through a long, dark tunnel.
Around every curve was light. Great, wonderful and pure light. Safety. Behind me was something dark and evil. It wanted to hurt me. In my mind I was a
fullgrown human, even though I had no idea what that seemed like. I just kept plodding along and liquid in the tunnel kept me moving slow. All the
while this evil, dark shadow was overcoming me at each plodding step I took. I was scared crapless! And I awoke, Thank goodness! This thing didn't
The thing about this dream was it was soooooooooooooooo real. It meant something very important to me. And when I thought about it all the next day, I
realized it was a memory of an actual event in my life.
My mom didn't want me, that was obvious to me, even from a younger age. Evil? Yeah, she was and is, although now she is in such a state that she just
believes everyone loves her and will take care of her, unlike she has ever done for anyone else.
What was my dream? Getting the hell out of my mother's womb and into the world, where I would eventually be able to escape the clutches of a mother
who neither wanted any of her kids, but wanted them to adore her after they were born.
Sorry, Mom. I call it as I see it. I've got three sisters. One says, Mom is the Devil on Earth that God unleashed upon Job. heh. Maybe she is
The other two sister admit she was a horrible person to ever have had children. But................oh, guilt, based upon one of the 10 commandments.
Heh. But they hate her just the same.
Me, well.........indifference. If I go to hell for not honoring this vindictive and hateful woman, well, at least I will see her ther and be able to
laugh at her as we both get tormented to death, without an actual death, just like she taught me. lol
That dream was the truth of my birth, that's all I can say. Believe it or not, that dream was my truth, at least.
That hell's angel has been pursuing my sisters and me since the 1950's. Thank goodness our dad escaped from it, damn, why didn't he take us with
him? lol. One sister later on did. It took me a bit to do it. Sorry about my other two sisters' luck. But it's on them. The truth is there, they
just don't want to see if out of fear.
Good post, OP. Thanks