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So many times, it happens too fast...you trade your passion for glory. Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past, you must fight just to keep them alive.

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Dreams

Posted by BoMToons - August 8th, 2018


In order:

1. I sat down and plugged my body/head into a machine. I understood that it was performing an old computer cleanup trick called "defragmenting" - as the process was carried out, I felt incredibly good, whole, complete.

3. My wife and I sat down together and plugged into a machine. The machine's monitor screen showed a .wav form in green, then the machine began operating and a new row with a red .wav form was inserted above the green .wav form and below the .wav form. My impression was that the machine was implementing into our souls/lives/experience/nature lower lows and higher highs (the existence of one enabling the other - higher highs allowing lower lows and lower lows allowing higher highs).

4. I sat down at a table to finally ask all the questions I had pressing on my mind. I couldn't hear the specific answers, but I saw myself asking the questions and receiving the answers and saw myself being incredibly satisfied with the answers. I still wonder on some level, but the questions are not pressing on me and I feel ok living without them, as if a part of me understands and accepts the answers, whatever they are.

5. My 3 yo son was walking up the stairs in my new rental home. There was a rattlesnake on the step below him. I yelled for him to look out, but he wasn't fast enough so I moved to distract the snake by offering my arm. The snake went for me and my dream paused with the snake's mouth wide, fangs wet, about to bite my arm. I had the impression of taking on a challenge so my son could avoid it.

 


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