First I used to Dream others lives. From various times. Various species.
memories of many in my dreams.
Walking out a Building in another time. Every little feeling I remember.
The life of the dead mink on me.
A broken heart on a snowy day walking into a white vehicle.
Horse drawn carriages around.
Indians and cowboys on a plain riding horses. Wild Horses running on the plain.
Then I would appear in a world where I can’t see myself or walk but the people around me recognize me.
Then I was watching from above.
Then as a traveling light.
Then in Elementary I was running a Large School.
Then I was in the White House.
There’s reptilians in there and a certain female reptilian REALLY hates me. Then the white house blows up.
Then Im driving in a car the ONLY TIME EVER. I get to a glass building and everyone is waiting flashing cameras.
It’s weird cause it’s totally like that scene from Simpsons with the president.
Then I finally look in the mirror for the first time. I didn’t recognize myself but it’s me now. I was just still in elementary at the time.
But yeah Dreams have been quite a journey. Better for me than life. Makes more sense. In real life it’s only been raped and trafficked. Although I’ve seen more than many in real life. 😳
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