No one tells you the guidelines of dreams, visions or the dark
portholes we travel as spirits with souls in R.E.M. sleep. Nor
the Jinn's that await us with their trickery.Yet we travel in different moments in time, dimensions and realms which we once exsisted in.
Last night in my deep coma of sleep. I had a vision I was in the desert. Sitting indian stlye hovering 60 feet above the sand. Wearing a earth tone brown robe with the hood of the robe covering my head.
Protecting me from the rays of the sun. While cloked in invisibility, where no one could see me. I was faced south as I looked toward the east I seen two moons in front of me.
As I faced the sun from a distance.
I slowly inhaled breathing through my nose. I could feel my lungs intaking the sweet smell of lavendar in the air. All of a sudden the sky opened.
"To be continued"
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