Seymour bring her back to me...
I've got the strangest dream... it was a mixture of a really scary dream, a powerful one a beautiful one. It started with me fighting agaisnt a phantom who was making a little kid sick with cancer... the sad part is that this phantom was his mother and she was doing this 'coz of her suffering nature... it was reaaaaally spooky... but it was OK I guess.
Then, somehow I was some sort of God. A creator of life, and I was bringing into life a fairy named Letahim, a lake fairy to be more specific. I could go on for like 500 words telling you the story of this fairy, but I wont.
In the third part of the dream I was some sort of a shadow creature... lurking inbetween this realm of reality and the realm of dreaming. It was probably the worst part of the dream... I was nothing, I felt like nothing... and then it hitted me:
This is how I am... how most of usa are... that dream portrayed perfectly my nature and my three most representative parts, first it was me, just me (and I suppose that the reiki part of me showed in the first part). Then it I was the writter me, the imaginative part of me, the creator of being thru my imagination and the third part of me was my EGO, that shadowy part of me, the one that is designed to protect me in both words, the part of me that is horrible 'coz it works from fear... but also I realize that this part of me suffers a lot, being trapped between the beauty of dreams and the stone cold reality must be really hard.
I'm sure that this weird dream of mine, may or may not signify what I say... but it is good enough interpretation, don't you agree?
Then, somehow I was some sort of God. A creator of life, and I was bringing into life a fairy named Letahim, a lake fairy to be more specific. I could go on for like 500 words telling you the story of this fairy, but I wont.
In the third part of the dream I was some sort of a shadow creature... lurking inbetween this realm of reality and the realm of dreaming. It was probably the worst part of the dream... I was nothing, I felt like nothing... and then it hitted me:
This is how I am... how most of usa are... that dream portrayed perfectly my nature and my three most representative parts, first it was me, just me (and I suppose that the reiki part of me showed in the first part). Then it I was the writter me, the imaginative part of me, the creator of being thru my imagination and the third part of me was my EGO, that shadowy part of me, the one that is designed to protect me in both words, the part of me that is horrible 'coz it works from fear... but also I realize that this part of me suffers a lot, being trapped between the beauty of dreams and the stone cold reality must be really hard.
I'm sure that this weird dream of mine, may or may not signify what I say... but it is good enough interpretation, don't you agree?
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