My life has been pulled into thought. I've been living it pretty much the same way for a long time, and never thought about what I'm supposed to do. Now I have a bit of an idea. I also believe the world is coming to end very soon. It has to do with three dreams, well, really two of them mostly.
Several years ago, I had a strange dream.
First I was standing in one of the most beautiful meadows. I could even smell the flowers and feel the warm sun. It was hard to realize it was a dream, but when I was suddenly in a long line in the meadow, I know I was asleep. I could feel that this was the end of the world, or, a dream version. Everyone on earth was in that line, and at the end of the line was I guess the gate to heaven. But, oddly, it was in the shape of a port-a-pody. If you weren't allowed in heaven, when you stepped in the port-a-pody, you were throw across the meadow, but if you were allowed through, you walked into a cold, cloudy heaven.
Several years ago, I had a strange dream.
First I was standing in one of the most beautiful meadows. I could even smell the flowers and feel the warm sun. It was hard to realize it was a dream, but when I was suddenly in a long line in the meadow, I know I was asleep. I could feel that this was the end of the world, or, a dream version. Everyone on earth was in that line, and at the end of the line was I guess the gate to heaven. But, oddly, it was in the shape of a port-a-pody. If you weren't allowed in heaven, when you stepped in the port-a-pody, you were throw across the meadow, but if you were allowed through, you walked into a cold, cloudy heaven.
