A Baoa Qu
"I will say of the Lord, He is my Refuge and my Fortress, My God, In Whom I trust" -PSALM 91:2
Can't think of one fortress or battleline that has stopped a determined enemy. They all fall or are circumvented if not supported by reinforcements.
Not sure what's up exactly. You don't have dreams like that during a relationship. Don't have them for over three and a half after. Why now? Is it a growing curiosity about whatever happened to someone that I was involved with longer than most marriages, or something else?
Hidden anger or resentment? Not there. Tend to think of her on a pedestal.
Guilt? Lessons learned and noted. Move on.
Curiosity? Maybe, most dreams hit after the two years of no contact point. Some even were some form of investigating, snooping or contained questions. Some have displaced location.
1)NOV10- Was outside my store but my store was closer to her house, like the whole mall replaced the condos were I would make a right of of LakeCook. Trees were different, tall Willows instead of the short evergreens like I would pass from there. She was dressed coming back from working out in her sweatpants and her hair tied back. She was enigmatic in feel. I followed her to the back lot of the store and started asking questions in a rush. She didn't speak. THEN I WOKE UP.
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2)Think superbowl Sunday? I was laying down. Her hair was down and she was straddling me. She gained weight along the hips. We were open mouth kissing. Then I got scared as it was fast and lizard like and knew it wasn't her. THEN I WOKE UP with my mouth open and think with my tongue out. That freaked me out because it felt like someone was trying to hack into my head.
This was followed by another dream not with her where I took over someones body. I was in a Chicago neighborhood close to were I went with Sonja and her friend over fifteen when we went to check out the "haunted woods" and parked there. Was walking northward on the sidewalk and a young whiteguy ran from the stairs of a house to attack me. I stabbed him with a knife from my right hand. I went inside the house and talked to "my" mother and sister. was no one I actually know. Like I was a symbiote and was primary with my other halfs memories. Papers were stored in a kitchen cabinet and I searched to see what was missing. Walked back out and walked the neighborhood searching. Think the dream got murky afterward. Like I was investigating the hack.
The twilght dream VTM Dream where the children survived even if burnt
The dream of some booth on a aircraft carrier or converted industrial building with her mom and Greg's mom?
Same night. I was on some island. There were guys in army fatigues. It was some secret place and I was supposed to not talk about it. I was walking around. They seemed more relaxed like some airsoft team. I felt more relaxed afterward.
Think I had another dream later that week that I don't remember. Woke up with anger. The Cult of a Mary Sue was gone.
Snooping and hiding around some neighborhood neighborhood
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THe dream where I was in her basement and Goldie almost gave me away a couple weeks back.
The dream where I was renting a house Friday morning.
The Saturday morning dream with her in it. Another neighborhood displacement.
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The dream around my birthday wouldn't seem unusual by itself. Would have been our thirteenth anniversary as a couple. I started receiving the February dreams after I brought the sleeping bag from home . My sleeping habit chaged as I didn't wake up cold.
Triggering the Saturday morning dream? A son of one of my friends came into the store to borrow my phone. He was argueing with his girlfriend of nine months. I went along my business as I new the script. Men sound fucktarded when argueing. He hung up. Phone rang a couple minutes latter and I knew the script. They argued again. We talked about relationships after he was done. It's been over four years since I played phone drama. Must have triggered a memory
First edit: Still being edited for detail.
Can't think of one fortress or battleline that has stopped a determined enemy. They all fall or are circumvented if not supported by reinforcements.
Not sure what's up exactly. You don't have dreams like that during a relationship. Don't have them for over three and a half after. Why now? Is it a growing curiosity about whatever happened to someone that I was involved with longer than most marriages, or something else?
Hidden anger or resentment? Not there. Tend to think of her on a pedestal.
Guilt? Lessons learned and noted. Move on.
Curiosity? Maybe, most dreams hit after the two years of no contact point. Some even were some form of investigating, snooping or contained questions. Some have displaced location.
1)NOV10- Was outside my store but my store was closer to her house, like the whole mall replaced the condos were I would make a right of of LakeCook. Trees were different, tall Willows instead of the short evergreens like I would pass from there. She was dressed coming back from working out in her sweatpants and her hair tied back. She was enigmatic in feel. I followed her to the back lot of the store and started asking questions in a rush. She didn't speak. THEN I WOKE UP.
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2)Think superbowl Sunday? I was laying down. Her hair was down and she was straddling me. She gained weight along the hips. We were open mouth kissing. Then I got scared as it was fast and lizard like and knew it wasn't her. THEN I WOKE UP with my mouth open and think with my tongue out. That freaked me out because it felt like someone was trying to hack into my head.
This was followed by another dream not with her where I took over someones body. I was in a Chicago neighborhood close to were I went with Sonja and her friend over fifteen when we went to check out the "haunted woods" and parked there. Was walking northward on the sidewalk and a young whiteguy ran from the stairs of a house to attack me. I stabbed him with a knife from my right hand. I went inside the house and talked to "my" mother and sister. was no one I actually know. Like I was a symbiote and was primary with my other halfs memories. Papers were stored in a kitchen cabinet and I searched to see what was missing. Walked back out and walked the neighborhood searching. Think the dream got murky afterward. Like I was investigating the hack.
The twilght dream VTM Dream where the children survived even if burnt
The dream of some booth on a aircraft carrier or converted industrial building with her mom and Greg's mom?
Same night. I was on some island. There were guys in army fatigues. It was some secret place and I was supposed to not talk about it. I was walking around. They seemed more relaxed like some airsoft team. I felt more relaxed afterward.
Think I had another dream later that week that I don't remember. Woke up with anger. The Cult of a Mary Sue was gone.
Snooping and hiding around some neighborhood neighborhood
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THe dream where I was in her basement and Goldie almost gave me away a couple weeks back.
The dream where I was renting a house Friday morning.
The Saturday morning dream with her in it. Another neighborhood displacement.
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The dream around my birthday wouldn't seem unusual by itself. Would have been our thirteenth anniversary as a couple. I started receiving the February dreams after I brought the sleeping bag from home . My sleeping habit chaged as I didn't wake up cold.
Triggering the Saturday morning dream? A son of one of my friends came into the store to borrow my phone. He was argueing with his girlfriend of nine months. I went along my business as I new the script. Men sound fucktarded when argueing. He hung up. Phone rang a couple minutes latter and I knew the script. They argued again. We talked about relationships after he was done. It's been over four years since I played phone drama. Must have triggered a memory
First edit: Still being edited for detail.
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