Dream of 'Reality existing in (two different worlds)' is my way of
explaining what happens when I'm asleep and my other 'real' life
begins to bridge the unconscious soul with the conscious mind.
It makes up vivid little stories and images involving people in my
life and it doesn't matter if they are living or dead. This
Dream happened to be a Dream of the Dead - - the struggle between the
anima and the animus who keep me afraid and 'Hangin' On' to what's
safe and preventing me spiritually from going 'Back to the Beginning'
to find my real purpose and meaning, which is the Enchantment:
It's 'Everything I Was Looking For - - while searching through all of
the 'Fun & Games', the collective, the carnival, the
gimmicks. My dream is to end this life as it is, along with the
suicidal feelings to kill myself - - never meaning the physical body,
but rather the true longing of the soul to kill what's inside the
mind - - my thoughts and feelings of unhealthiness and
blindness. This Awakening is 'Not that Easy'. It never
was and never will be easy. It's hard work and commitment.
I was fortunate because when all hell broke loose, a guide came into
my life, 'By My Side' who helped me to face the darkness and the
pain, who showed me the in way out and made me see that 'Everything
Was Gonna Be Alright' even if I would "just let go."
I couldn't take any more of the meaningless existence as it was. . .I
was wounded. . .I had no choice but to 'Wake Up' from the
nightmare. Even if the rain from the collective was persuading
me into a deeper sleep, The Awakening had already taken place - - I
was already on the road to "consciousness" - - A road of no
turning back - - all along, my journey. The curse had been
broken. And now, I keep these memories in a place where I can
later come back to reflect and to remind myself of how far I've come
and who I really am. . .these memories are hidden. . .buried - -
under the rocks.