Hmm, This is a thread about dreams, isn't it? I will write this down here before I forget it,
I've not been feeling well lately, I've caught both a really bad cold and some sort of stomach virus, So, After sleep last night I awake, Just to feel exhausted So I went back to sleep.
In my dream, I was in this Strange halfway place between life and death. I was driving an old car, There was someone in the car with me, But for some reason, I never even looked at this person, they would speak, and I would hear them, but I never looked at this person, The feeling wasn't that I wasn't supposed to look, Just That I could care less to see who was speaking, "I know that's weird" So, I see a small cat on the road, This cat, Is a Green glowing kitten. The fact that It was green and glowing didn't strike me as odd at all, I picked up the kitten and, The feeling was, That was now My pet, That I got to keep her, She was tiny and resting on my shoulder, we kept driving, Later, I noticed that Kitten was gone and I freaked out, I just had to find that kitten, So the person who I still wasn't looking at, told me to stop where we were, The voice who was a male, Said, Look, There is the kittens mother, I said, Neat, But this isn't the kitten I'm looking for, lets move on we have to find the kitten, The voice said, But you can have this kitten, It's it's mother, They are related, won't this be acceptable? I said no because it's not the same Cat, The voice said, Isn't it? Then I said, No, It's not, That's not how it works, This isn't the kitten I'm looking for. Then the voice took me to a building,
It was a huge place, full of people who were all dressed in Black, They weren't scary, in fact, they were very friendly and I got the impression they were only wearing black as a form of mourning or grieving of loss of some sort. They weren't just friendly, You could feel love like they truly cared about Each other deeply, Not in a creepy way, Just in a, We are all here to help each other cope kind of way. Then, I met my mother, "Who is alive and as far as I know, well" But she was there, As I walked up to her, I noticed she had been crying. I got close to her and Said Mom, Why are you crying, She didn't answer, somehow, With feelings in my heart, That I can't explain, I knew she was crying because of me, It was something I had said, Or done, I at first was angry, because I felt accused, I said, If it was something I had done, Why can't I remember it? Then, I reasoned, Well, Okay, Well this isn't the way I wanted you to feel, And If I have done something wrong, I am sorry mom, Then the Voice said Yes, That is all we need here, Follow me, I did follow the voice, Still not looking directly at the person the voice was coming from, Now, Again I want to express, I don't know why I felt this way in the dream, But, The person the voice was coming from, It just didn't feel important, So, I never looked. The person took me to an old broken down car, Yeah, The same car we had been driving earlier. But now it was all destroyed and broken down.
They said, Will you help restore this? I was becoming impatient, I asked, What is this all about? and why do I have to do this? This place is filled with people and none of them are working on it, Why do I have to? The voice said, Please.
So, I sat down, And I began working on restoring this car, I didn't get very far, I just did a few short things for a few minutes and the voice Came to me and sat down in front of me, Right in front of my face, And made direct eye contact with me and said, Thank you in the most genuine heart-filled way I've ever heard in my entire life.
Then the voice said, Come with me, So I followed him, He said, Look in that kennel over there, There was a Kennel full of puppies, And I saw Gitchie Maree, My baby Dog that I lost on the first of September, She ran up to me and hugged on my shoulder, I told the voice, You have a problem, The voice said, Oh? I said yeah, You can't have her back, I'm taking her with me. The voice said, Are you? I looked at Gitchie Maree and she had changed, Into a just beautiful puppy, But she was not Gitchie Maree anymore. The new puppy was none the less beautiful and awesome, but she wasn't my puppie, The voice said, Are you going to take someone else's Dog? Then I woke up.
Yeah, I admit, I don't play around with the Idea of fake feelings, When I said I loved my dogs like they were my children, I wasn't lying, When Gitchie Died, I lost a child and it hurts every day still. But that Hug. That Was Gitchie, That was her Hug, Dream or not, it felt real.