I had the strangest dream this morning.. Would say night, but I def woke up from it @ like 10 am, sooo. I dreamt of the end of the world. I'm officially unafraid of the apocalypse...
It was such a weird ordeal. It started out w/ me and my family living back @ Willoughby.. 8419, not 8535/8536 (only Willoughby heads will know that!)... And it wasn't like it was a surprise.. The whole world was waiting for it, just in the most calm way.. No one was running around looking for bomb shelters in Willoughby, etc.. But that's how it felt growing up.. No matter what happened in VA, us kids didn't know about it.. Isolated as hell...
But anyway, I have/had this best friend Simara (Maudi), and she lived behind me.. Well, in my dream, she and pretty much 1/2 her family lived there again.. We were staring @ each other thru the back door windows (I wish I had a pic of the infamous Breezeway to show what I mean) and I was like, WTF!?!?? We both kinda walked towards each other mad slow, then freaked out.. It was in the here and now, 2007, but she looked like 1996, the best summer ever! Well, a lil older, but mostly the same.. Like I do now.. Just bigger ;)
ANYWAY, after I went thru the tears of that whole thing (prob cried in my sleep), Lucious and Lauren (my sibs) kinda bullshitted w/ me in the backyard and then for some reason, I started to repent.. Oh wait, they went in the house, and THEN I looked up to the most awesome sky and asked for forgiveness..
What... the hell......
After that, we talked a lil more about if we thought it was really going to happen, and we all figured that it prob would've started @ midnight if it was... So Lu and I went to walk around like errrrrrrbody in Willoughby does, and all of a sudden, our vision starts looking like a kaleidescope.. Well, mine did, but in the dream, he told me his was, too.. After a few mins of that, mine turned back normal and I thought, hm, maybe that's all that's gonna happen.
Buuuuut I was wrong... My brother and a couple of other people start kinda floating in this liquidy WHATEVER it was, and so did I, but they had fire on them also.. Not engulfed in flames, just a ring.. I remember begging my brother to repent right then and there, before it was too late. We were all foating towards the sky, but I was so afraid that my brother was going to hell that I kept begging him and rushing him.. After he finally did, I just woke up.
What the fuck is that, man???
I haven't had a dream that crazy in a grip... I always wake up from the amazing ones like that tho.. In an instant.. But damn...
So weird.. I've been obsessed w/ wondering what happens after we die lately, so it's prob just a culmination of all my paranoid delusions.. I dunno...
Jesus....
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