Joined: July 2003
|Posted: Dec. 03 2004,6:21 pm
|Quote (THE DARK ANGEL @ Dec. 03 2004,6:14 pm)|
|I had a dream! No, no, no! Not Martin Luther King! I remembered a small part of it seemingly the BEST part of it. I was squatting on a porch and I had a coffin lying there in front of the doorway. I remember me smiling and opening the lid. There was something small and white....sort of round in the front and ceneter of it. I remember being very happy. I sure as Hell woke up happy after remembering that dream. It continued to make me happy all throughout the day as I thought of it. Haven't a clue as to what it meant but I'm still reeling! Amorte. Dreams of death and coffins always make me happy. Well, death in a different way as compared to losing someBODY you love. Understand? |
I understand, my dear Dark Angel! I have dreams of Death quite often, and I ALWAYS wake in a great mood after them. I had one a few nights back, but can barely recall it. I do know it was centered in a burial yard in New Orleans. I cannot for the life of me figure out why so many of my necromantic dreams take place there. I must have lived a past life in the area...that's the only thing I can come up with. I have never been to NO...although I would dearly love to go. My first stop would be Westgate, to give Dan and Leilah big hugs, for all of the love, support and beauty they have brought into my life. Then I would crawl about the burying places...just absorbing the feel of the place.
But I wander....sounds like a great dream to me, my beloved Darky.
Edited by PaleLady on Dec. 03 2004,6:23 pm
Death is the liberator of him whom freedom cannot release, the physician of him whom medicine cannot cure, and the comforter of him whom time cannot console.