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Post by daimos on Nov 6, 2009 19:14:12 GMT -6
My dreams have been wonderfully dark of late, familar places with breathtaking vistas superimposed over and intwined with each other,dead friends and family visit me as the sea THE SEA always is there in some capacity,beyond the towering sand dunes miles high,beyond a road to a familar place I can hear it in the smoke and mists of dreams lately. In some it rises to flow over the land taking me with it,I have fear and something like longing for it to take me away and wash me from this mortal skin and then I awake but the images linger and I can hear it calling as the cobwebs of sleep recede ..images cities and roads covered with sand...waves rushing over the land....waterspouts on a grey stormy beach converging ....a bluish white light of oblivion.... people thrown about upended houses faces decaying and I am not afraid...
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Post by LostSoul on Nov 7, 2009 10:55:23 GMT -6
Wonderful...Enjoy the Apocalypse!
Seriously, those are some interesting images...Have you investigated further? They maybe prophetic...
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Post by Inha Etbrae Ipshae on Nov 9, 2009 3:56:32 GMT -6
Sounds interesting.
Write your dreams down afterwards. Might spark up more dreams.
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Post by whatsupable on Nov 12, 2009 13:20:23 GMT -6
My dreams have been wonderfully dark of late, familar places with breathtaking vistas superimposed over and intwined with each other,dead friends and family visit me as the sea THE SEA always is there in some capacity,beyond the towering sand dunes miles high,beyond a road to a familar place I can hear it in the smoke and mists of dreams lately. In some it rises to flow over the land taking me with it,I have fear and something like longing for it to take me away and wash me from this mortal skin and then I awake but the images linger and I can hear it calling as the cobwebs of sleep recede ..images cities and roads covered with sand...waves rushing over the land....waterspouts on a grey stormy beach converging ....a bluish white light of oblivion.... people thrown about upended houses faces decaying and I am not afraid... i have also had some of those dreams. people were tortured blood dripping over my skin tentacles coming out of my body choking a lot of people (short a amazing dream) i see those dreams as visions that the end is coming and that we should not give up the work and try even to do better. or at least that is what i make of it because i am easy depressed and hard to get motivated
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Kai'Sigth
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Dreaming Herald of the Old Gods
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Post by Kai'Sigth on Jan 18, 2010 19:09:55 GMT -6
My dreams are often dark, erratic, and cryptic. Sometimes they are pure bloodbaths and other times they are deeper and with the feeling that something darker is lurking just behind them. It's not unusual for individuals such as us to have intense dreams of this nature, after all we do open up our minds much further than the average man.
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Post by A'Zodul F'eid on Jan 18, 2010 20:24:49 GMT -6
I dream of being born again, ripping out of my flesh like it's a cocoon. My new body is formless a blood red pulsating thing which twitches with misshapen limbs clawing at the ground seeking to feed an insatiable gaping maw.
I suspect my dreams have a similar quaint pull as yours.
Awake!
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