Loneliness comes from being unable to communicate… and since I dislike communicating verbally, I want to do so melodically, lyrically, harmonically… I crave it so badly, but I’m still too afraid of rejection… a dumb reason to throw something so important to my soul away.
Catching dreams above my bed,
An arrow points into my head.
Another day my brain has bled,
My blood is blue, my eyes are red.
To see or dream that you are in a tree house indicates that you are trying to escape from your waking problems. You are blocking off the harsh reality of daily life.
To see a ghost in your dream represents something that is no longer obtainable or within reach. It indicates that you are feeling disconnected from life and society. Try to figure out what the ghost wants or what it is looking for. The dream may also be a calling for you to move on and abandon your outdated modes of thinking and behavior.
I’ve had this dream before because once I became lucid I felt like I was in a familiar place. I walked down this trail that eventually led me to a haunted house that was built high above the ground in a tree. I don’t remember the climb but once I got there I was at peace with the haunted. I remembered to go through the house fairly quickly and quietly, to no touch anything, and to not instigate any reaction or mock the ghosts within it. I was also encouraging the people and friends I was with to do the same.
I normally have gone through haunted houses and curiously searched for the sight of ghosts within the house, regardless of how terrified I felt doing so.
Now I’m not sure what this means. Having a re-occurring nightmare where my emotions have felt peace and wisdom instead of fear. I think this is a good sign for my waking life.
Hey Sarah, it’s Tyler. Not that it means anything to you at this point but I really want to apologize to you. Lately some friends of mine have been going through some stuff and it reminded me of how I treated you. You deserve better than how I treated you and I’m sorry I lied about cheating on Tyler with you. I really hope everything in your life is going well now. I’m sorry that I caused any negativity. You’re a good person and need to know it. Again, I’m sorry.
Weightless, scientifically created to be the most relaxing song that exists. Enjoy ♥
Let me just first say that I really haven’t done that many drugs.
I have experienced at most, a small piece of mushroom, no bigger than 2 quarters. I’ve only tripped hard on acid twice.
but I’m already worried about my next life. I am very certain I will be a ghost. I have always had that feeling. And now it makes more sense than ever.
I am having sleep paralysis a lot. I am stuck in between sleep and awake. I am feeling a presence and trying to escape before it reaches me but I can’t. The other night I was holding my friend and I felt myself getting stuck. I lightly rubbed my hand over his shoulder to wake him but it wasn’t me. My dream body was moving and I had no control over anything but my breathing. I normally start to panic and hyperventilate [my hyperventilation-like breathing is what will wake anyone beside me up and help them to shake me awake] It’s the only way I can communicate that I need to be awakened. Breathing is the only physical part of you that continues to work while you are asleep.
I believe I’ve astral projected twice. Once when I was around 5 or 6 years old. I was flying around my bedroom near the ceiling towards the door and trying to open it. I remember it clearly. Clearer than other memories I have at that age. I was really excited that I could fly like Peter Pan and I was trying to leave my bedroom to tell everyone.
The last one was not that long ago, maybe 6 months or less. I was uncontrollably floating around my room I couldn’t control my movement. I couldn’t wake up. I had to get back to my body, so I was holding onto my bed rail trying to pull myself onto my bed towards my body. I finally made it and woke up after I had returned near my physical body.
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I am extremely terrible at making decisions. I have no idea what I want and no idea where I would like to go. I am in love with life on Earth and I am in love with the supernatural. I have a deep feeling that I have been on this Earth before in a previous life and that is why I am so insightful and intuitive and can lucid dream naturally, and have such a need to become a better person and constantly work on my soul and experiences rather than my material world.
I can’t stress enough how bad I am with decisions. I can never make a choice in fear of missing out on the other path. I am constantly in a hallway full of open doors that all lead to happy places. But yet I continue to stay in the hallway and peak my head in each door long enough to get a glimpse of what could be but stepping out before it’s too late in fear of not being able to go back.
I have this feeling that when I die,
I will be forced to decide whether to live another Earth life or to move on into a higher level… whatever is next.
And I need to be ready for that decision.
Or I will be stuck on the plane in between.
This age is the phase of school and drugs. These are the two main things people talk about. 24/7. They talk about school and where they are going and how far they’ve gotten so far and how much it sucks to study so much. And then they talk about their party experiences and their different realms of reality reached and their silly accidents. Occassionally we throw in our job life and our love lives.
I just really want to hold conversations about life concepts and religion and cool facts about plants and animals and psychology and dreaming. I want people to show me what art work they’ve done and why they did it or what influenced them. And when we talk about our favorite music I want to know in depth why that lyric or that sound/melody syncs with them so well. I just want to connect with people on a deeper level than “How was your day?” I want to know: “How is your soul?” And I want to make sure mine is doing well, too.
I want to trip in the woods, right after it rains, at dusk or dawn when the light is low and glowing.
[photo by lucid-night.tumblr.com]
I like the sound of foot steps, but not the sound of voices.
I’m in love with life. I’m so happy to live it the best I can, and spend my time improving my mind and soul and help others do the same. I feel so much love running through my veins.