Think I would be sure and learn to swim.

transvestite Elvis picks me up in a pink Caddy and we cruise the boulevard picking up more transvestite Elvis's until the car is full of flaming gold lame and sideburns

I always wake up right before we get to Graceland

Good imagery. Well done. I gave you one of my own to compare our styles. Hope you like it.

Erik



It is silent in the cathedral.
The altar shrouded in dust.
The pews stretch on forever.
Because they must.

My heart is the bell in the tower.
It used to sing out every hour.
But now it is dark and soundless.
Because it is.
It is.

These stained glass windows
Used to reverberate with love.
Souls would fuse together
And escape through cracks above.

While copper pipes
Burst forth with glory,
And spirits wronged
Would tell their story.

Then all was quiet.
No penitence to golden icons made.
Christ just hung upon his cross
And none were saved.

When you left the cathedral of love,
God nor Devil spoke from below or above.
Dead silence reigned supreme.

As it has always been.

Good imagery. Well done. I gave you one of my own to compare our styles. Hope you like it.

Erik



It is silent in the cathedral.
The altar shrouded in dust.
The pews stretch on forever.
Because they must.

My heart is the bell in the tower.
It used to sing out every hour.
But now it is dark and soundless.
Because it is.
It is.

These stained glass windows
Used to reverberate with love.
Souls would fuse together
And escape through cracks above.

While copper pipes
Burst forth with glory,
And spirits wronged
Would tell their story.

Then all was quiet.
No penitence to golden icons made.
Christ just hung upon his cross
And none were saved.

When you left the cathedral of love,
God nor Devil spoke from below or above.
Dead silence reigned supreme.

As it has always been.

I never have the same dream twice. Sometimes I can "pick up where I left off" like it's almost a story.
Sometimes take control and tell myself I'm sleeping and wake myself up.
Sometimes I wake up freaking out from a nightmare but that usually only happens on medication

I've only had one dream twice ever, and i recognized that it was a dream the second time. I am waiting for the third, so I can feverishly memorize the entire thing, and write it all down. It's complicated, and reminds me of being in the video game Ultima 3. There were witches, and trolls, and other strange things. Trapdoors that led to dungeon-like caves. I had to save their world or something. (In the dream)

that dream is so vivid and i have it about once a year...i just think its a portant/omen....im ok with it to..

you could just be looking to hard into it, keeping it fresh in your mind. That could be why it keeps coming back.

Sex with H. Clinton---:

you are lucky....mine is Flavor Flav

what dreams do/have you have had through out your life?
i have 2 dreams..
1 is im able to breathe under water.
the other i think tells me how im going to die...it ends with a sharp trama to my head and my vision slowly fades to black and im very aware im dying...very very vivid dream...