Have you ever had dreams so damn vivid that you swear that they were really happening? Do you ever wonder that maybe they really are happening, just in some other time/place/world, etc? And then theres the question, if this is really happening, how am i getting to experience it first hand?
I ask myself these questions every so often about dreams that i have. the oter night i had a dream that felt enitrely real.
I was in the house that my family moved to when we first moved to northern california. it was nighttime and some guy showed up looking for me, or more so hunting me. when we came face to face with each other, i had this strong feeling of love for him (that we may have started as lovers) but then extreme fear as if i knew he was really capable of killing me. i managed to run outside and i started flying. I had wings, they reminded me of a combination of dragonfly and fairy wings combined. i was flying through the cloudy night sky, and he was catching up, he could apparently fly too, as i felt the dream eventually start fading, i also felt as if the body i was inhabiting was losing power and was drifting back toward the ground surface.
when i woke up, i swore i caould have experienced it for real. who knows? maybe i really did. maybe as i slept some part of me drifted off. and whoever it was that i was viewing this through, whether it was my own soul in another time/world/dimension/etc, or it was someone that shares some kind of metal connection, a fucking strong one, to be connected over such a huge barrier as time/space/worlds/ etc exist.
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