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Dreams of darkness

Started by Terra, September 23, 2006, 08:06:31 PM

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Terra

Last night I had a dream, nothing special about that exept in this dream I died...and I didn't wake up.

I really don't know how to describe it, I could feel everything, but nothing felt real. In this dream what I felt was my brother had me kneel, and stood behind me while he shot me. I could feel everything...including the bullet. After that I went to a building that I got the impression was heaven, of course I don't expect heaven to be a mall, but that is what this building was on the inside.

I walk around a bit untill I come to a bench, and I sit down. I watch...something, maybe people go by. After awile I feel something behind me, but I can't look to make sure. I hold a conversation...I think, and then the presence is gone. As I wake the next morning I feel not only refreshed, but like a weight has been lifted.

I plan to talk to my therapist about this, but maybe I meet with someone beyond our perception? I believe that there is more to this world then science can explain today, and this was both weird and interesting. Anyone else have a dream similar in nature?
"If you quit before you try, you don't deserve to dream." -grandmother
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cindianna_jones

The meaning of your dream is clear.  You were born to shop.  Contain this desire and you will surely die.  ;)

Cindi
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umop ap!sdn

I've had dreams where I am shot, and there was also one where I was hit by the shockwave from an explosion. Each time, there were a few seconds of just blankness; no sound, nothing to see, complete stillness, but yet an awareness of the passage of time.

I think it is my mind trying to come to terms with the possibility of there not being an afterlife.  :-\
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