The Old Ways are many paths...

[theredheadangel]

And there's nothing wrong with combining the best of all worlds, or what you think is the best because what you think IS.

Just in case you don't know I have Native Canadian blood, from both my parents. Dad's side is from Labrador
and Mom's from the Maritime provinces . Never knew about Dad's side until a few years before he died, when he wasn't in a

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[junkyard_d0g]

I'm not surprised by this. Imagine that. ;)

Although I dreamed about killing a bear once. =/

[theredheadangel]

I was going through old posts and came across the comment where you told me that. That's what made me think of this. Imagine that. I'm curious about what it means to kill a bear...

[junkyard_d0g]

I don't ask enough questions, so I have no idea. I spent an entire year dying every night in my sleep. I've died so many ways... poisoned, shot, stabbed... I was even freakin' nuked once. [Woke up with a fever still feeling my skin burning. That was a memorable one. Feeling a steel bolt go through my shoulder was pretty memorable too...] And most of the time in those dreams, I died trying to protect someone else, sometimes a stranger and sometimes someone I knew. Sandman only told me that death signified change, and the dreams may have honestly freaked me out at first, but I got so used to them that I didn't take notice anymore. And then I eventually stopped dying in my dreams, so I didn't really think about it anymore...

[theredheadangel]

That's interesting. People and things have tried to kill me in my dreams, but I either woke up or fought them off.

Yes, dreams of death are about change and you have changed-- hell! just since I've known you.