Do not fear the underworld, it is neither the Hell of religion nor the place of vampires, it is where the imagination makes love to the soul.
To go down to hell as Dante did!
To travel with a poet
with a light-bearing name! --Machado
The dream speaks with such a clear voice that saying anything about living in hell would be redundant. Going over and over something, comparing this time to last time. Isn't that hell?
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What is dying within you? What is changing its form? We leave one world to enter another. What are you trying to hold on to that is being taken from you? --unknown
Time is a mental construct we devised to feel secure. What time is it? Oh, I didn't realize it was so late... Dreams know no time. What is the ego going to do? --unknown
Look into an old black and white photograph of deceased relatives. Look at their eyes and imagine what they convey. --unknown
The dream rips apart what we try to hold together. Why does it have to be so bloody? The imagination deforms what the personality holds dear. Carnage imagery in dreams is the first step towards soul making--unknown
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