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Weird dreams and where to find them

I suppose you will find dreams inside your heart and inside your mind.

I dreamed it was night and I was wearing a dark blue nightgown, so unlike me. I dreamed that in the night there was a man, white, tall, muscled and with soft brown wavy hair. He was wearing dark blue pajama pants.

I couldn’t see his face in the darkness of the bedroom, a strange bedroom, our bedroom, but I knew who he was, my significant other. What was his name? What did he looked like?

Dreaming with butterflies

As I’m sitting in the sun a butterfly zips my way and hits me in the back of my head, it’s a surprisingly big thump for such a delicate light insect.

It is night and I am sitting in the sand, I hear the surf close by but I don’t see it. He is here too I can feel it, I don’t see his face but it is him I can feel his smile, although that doesn’t make any sense.

He is right here but I miss him so much it’s painful. He is standing right next to me but I still miss him. And then, there’s the butterfly, again.

A butterfly in the night.

Then I wake and it’s my cat begging for food.

Three Dreams

Before my cats started fighting this morning I was dreaming, and sleeping a very deep and satisfying sleep. Three dreams.

Dream 1:

A huge expanse of land, a dry, hard packed, white-ochre soil flat and extending as far as you can see. In the middle of it I am standing, surrounded by a huge ancient building. Stone buildings, over a hundred stories high, a mix between western Asian and Chinese architecture – or at least what I think it is western Asian and Chinese architecture with my limited knowledge. – The buildings are topped with hugs long, Chinese dragons. I stand in the middle of a semicircle formed by the buildings, in the middle of the day, a bright, cold day in the middle of the desert.

I wanted to leave, immediately, I knew what was coming. Like in a b-rated horror movie  vampires would come out of the buildings, they would turn the blue sky black and we would all be dead.

Dream 2:

People for work, colleagues, all in a bus. There was an office building but I don’t remember where or why I was there. But I remember coming down a flight of stairs and getting in a bus.

Dream 3:

I was at the airport waiting for a plane, and I was with him,  A. We were laughing, sitting across each other at a table, his back to the airport windows. He has his right leg crossed over this left one, his laughing and sassing me and I’m sassing him back. We are talking about his sister, and a letter written in pink stationary.

Lovely

Lovely goddess, sweet and true,

Bless me now in all I do,

Help me know which path is right,

And stay with me throughout the night.

Murder

It’s an unusual dark night. I don’t ever remember one so dark in my waking time. I feel the pavement under my feet, but I cannot see anything, except myself.
I have just killed someone, a total stranger I believe. Or if he wasn’t a stranger then I didn’t remember at the time and I don’t remember now who it was. It ws a man though, that I know.

Murder

To dream of committing murder represents your motivation to make absolutely sure you never think a certain way ever again. Making sure change occurs no matter the costs, how ugly a situation gets, or how dangerous it feels. Putting an end to a habit, thinking pattern, or situation for good. An intentional ending to a relationship. Showing the courage to stand up to something difficult. Bravely overcoming a powerful fear. Getting revenge on someone, feeling hatred, resisting problems that you feel are unacceptable. Guilty feelings or awareness of yourself having destroyed something or ruined someone’s life.

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