Your beautiful thats for sure, sparkling wings and halo. Hovering over me continually watching over me it seems. Don't know if i should be pissed or happy about it. Take my break from reality, and step into a dream i had last night. I was back standing in a white room, one wall missing and the view of a continuous feild of green grass with a large oak sitting atop a hill in the center. The tree had long wrinkly branches. the big ones like that you would hang a swing or something. I stood in the room looking out . The room was empty but for rows of chairs that filled it as they would a concert hall. My placement was at the front of the rows with my back to the chairs. Was like a step into the past like a memory but empty inside. I had a dream a long time ago just like this but it was alot different it was filled with people. I was wearing black. The coat, the shirt, the tie, shoes and pants. I walked out from the room towards the tree. It seemed the more i walked the farther the tree got from me. After i stopped chasing the point i was trying to attain, i just sat down in the grass. The grass turned into a checkered floor of black and white tiles and the blue skys turned to pitch black the only light that was visible was what shined down upon me from above but no source could be seen. I'm not exactly sure how to understand this dream its been a long while since i even had one. In a way id like to say that, the light shining down was that of someone watching over me but in a way the emptiness of where i was makes it seem as if the light is trying to tell me "hey guess what your by your self again". Damnit.. perpetual confusion.. sometimes i wonder what dreams are even there for. Is it a way to help you figure out problems. Or is it a resident of things to come. Then again some tell me its like a mirror image of ones self, or visions of past lives. I hate that idea, I mean think about it.. Say you lived this life before and you are stuck in this reality of living it over and over til you get it right. Some times i think thats what de'javu is, a way of your inner conscience telling you that your doing the same shit over again. "hey dumb ass your fucking up again!!". I remember meeting this witch one time, he was a friend of my ex-brother in laws. I had never meet the guy before and didnt know about him being a witch til a hour after the first words he spoke to me. They totally freaked me out. he told me this "I know you, we have meet before.. and to answer your question the answer is no.." he went on to tell me "You have 7 steps to go before you will" and all this was before i even opened my mouth to say "Sup". I never asked him what he ment by what he said, I figured it was something best left alone. I still ponder of those words off and on, I kinda figure the steps are like lives. But gee...zzz dunno if i can stand to do this life 7 more fucking times.. Grrrr dred the thought.. A few times i have seen my self in a dream dressed in Armor i guess thats why i have a facination witht hat time period. But then again i've seen my self in a Civil war uniform as well. Its just weird how dreams collect inner thoughts. Hummmm funkyyy.. Its kinda like seeing someone on the street and knowing it inside you have meet them before. Kick back and watch my blue liquid with green gel lava lamp and try to day dream to see what pops in my head next ..