“Dreams are not what you see in sleep, it is the things which doesnt’t let you sleep.” – A.P.J Abdul Kalam
In between stage one to REM, I found myself in a location that had lots of evergreen trees. I could not tell you what species of trees just that there were many evergreen trees. There was a log cabin, just a regular type cabin nothing special to me about it. Except the foundation was off the ground, I would guess maybe a foot or so. Over the top of the door, there was suspicious writing that was carved into the wood. This writing did not look like anything that I had seen before, maybe it was a long lost language or something made up.
the point of where I was standing, a pathway was starting to form.
First, the path went to the cabin, then behind me. It began to go
further into the woods or forest, whatever you wanted to call this
place. I followed my intuition, I chose to walk in the direction that
leads into the trees. Surprisingly I felt peaceful, I could hear
birds singing, animals jabbering there was nothing to present the
sense of concern. It was actually a delightful stroll! Maybe five or
ten minutes of following this pathway, I could see a large stone in
the middle of a clearing. Nearing this section, the atmosphere of
calmness turned to uncertainty. I would say ten feet from this stone,
and it felt like I wandered through a bubble, everything switched!
The space was attractive to the eyesight, but the eyes were
deceiving. No longer could I hear the birds nor the chattering of the
small creatures. It was absolute silence. The feeling if not
belonging was influential. I stood there, staring at the stone. There
was something about this stone that disturbed me. If I spread my arms
out, it was a wee bit wider then that. Lengthwise, I would say seven
feet. How did this stone get here? Why was there a path going from
the cabin to the stone?
both the cabin and the stone are connected! How? I did not understand
yet! The radios around the stone were clean. If I took the section
around the stone that was cleared and divided its circumference, I am
sure that it would equal 3.14, a perfect circle! Walking close to the
edge of the stone. I felt so uneasy being here! It is funny … any
other animal would go away from the feeling of danger. Humans … we
have yet to learn to walk away! I stopped proceeding forwards when
the feeling of dread overcame my whole body. As much as I wanted to
know why there is a stone in the middle of this location. I did not
like this place one bit at all. My gut instinct told me if I insisted
on staying here, to proceed with caution, but to stay away from the
stone. Something inside of me told me that grave things have happened
there, why? … I think I do not want to know! As I study the
surroundings, this large structure was shown to me. The first thing
that popped into my mind was a hobbit home but made out of stones.
were these green vines, dangling down over the entrance. One step to
the entrance and the vines moved to the side. I think that was a way
to say ‘yes you are welcomed to enter!’ I had a feeling that as much
as I was trying to figure things out, something was trying to figure
me out! I could not believe my eyes! Here I was expecting to see a
table, chairs or even stairs after walking through the entrance. By
far from that, it was a cave that the vines where covering. I have to
say of all the dreams that I have had … all the places that I have
visited … this one I could not put the puzzle together, I was so
slow at figuring things out. What was this cave doing here? Why did
the stone and cabin, joined together by a path? Nothing was adding
this a trap I was walking into? And these mixed emotions that I was
picking up! I like to believe that I am a rational person, able to
use logic to figure things out. One side of my brain is saying
‘proceed with caution and be ready to run,’ the other side said ‘go
in, fill your curiosity!’ Do I forget our primal instinct and die
because of my need to know? The odds are 50-50 … At least I knew
this was a message that was being told to me, so death was not going
to be the end result. Further, into the cave, I go!
cave at the beginning, it was really dark! It was the light behind me
that allowed me to at least see what was around me. To be honest, I
was kind of disappointed. Here I was kind of expecting something to
scare the ba-jeb-ous out of me. Instead, I get an average cave that
is the size of a two to four man tent, no kidding there, width and
height and all! The only type of entertainment that I got out of this
adventure was the strange writing on the cave walls. This time there
was a lot more of it carved on the walls. With this writing, there
were three figures.
that appeared to me to be of an alien, much taller than the other two
figures. The next of a native man and woman. What is the relationship
here, I do not know. I believe that the writing would have explained
the pictures. Out of nowhere, I could start to hear screaming. I am
telling you I saw no one. This is not a type of scream of ‘Hey you
what do you think you are doing, that’s my purse.’ No this was the
type of scream as if someone is going through a great deal of pain.
The hairs on my arms stood up, my heart started to beat rapidly. I
had prepared myself for something to come and kill me. A
blood-curdling scream, I did not prepare myself for that! With
mourning and crying, I am telling you I ran out of that cave like a
fat woman running after a Snickers bar!
of the cave, the first bloody thing I saw was that damn stone again,
this time with a dead body on it! Blood was dripping from the body,
down the sides of the stone to the ground. How long was I in the cave
for? Now it is night time. In the night time sky the star’s and moon
moving rapidly. The body that I first saw on the stone when I came
out, now was gone. It was night than day, the season change just as
fast. Summer, fall, winter and spring. Over and over this kept on
going. If you have issues with motion sickness, this is something you
would not be able to handle! When I thought things could not get any
more disturbing, the tree root started to move towards this stone.
was another body on the rock again! The roots of the plant life began
to move over the body and penetrating the corpse, appearing to me to
be drinking the blood from the body. When the plant life was
completed doing whatever it was that they were doing, they moved back
to their original position, healthier than beforehand. I have never
felt so sick in my whole entire life! I blinked, and the figure was
off the stone. Once again the seasons, stars and moon changed
rapidly, so fast I thought I was going to be sick. I closed my eyes
so I would not suffer from motion sickness. When I felt like it was
fine to open my eyes again, there was a figure on the stone. Same as
before, this time I could hear screaming all around me. Since no
words were being spoken to me, I have to let this story play itself
out before I can remotely comprehend what is being shown. Two more
times, the same event was shown to me before it all stopped. I got
the feeling it stopped at the present date. I waited a couple of
seconds until I felt a little genital nudge towards the stone. I
looked behind me, and it was the vines that were moving me forwards.
I had to take a double take of what was going on, veins nudging me.
So what did I do … I did not move! Come on the vine did not say
please! That is when the vine wrapped around me and carried me on
over! Well, I guess that showed me who the boss! A sad day for me
when I lose to a vine!
vine moved across the top surface of the stone. That unidentifiable
writing, the vines somehow translated it for me to understand it. I
could see the original text, but underneath it, the English version
translates to ‘give back what is given.’ I wondered if this is what
was written over the door. I knew already that what was in the cave,
it had said something completely different. Shadows became present to
me. Just in front of me, six all together! This was when the vein
freed me from its grasp. I was not sure what the shadows figures were
saying, a language that I was not aware of. Maybe it was a native
tongue or possible a dead language. I had to focus on the energy that
was coming off of them to get an idea of what was going on. When I
closed my eyes, I could feel the roots moving below me, the wind
whispering words in my ear, the stories of the time that the trees
had to tell.
shadow figures felt like a parent talking to their child, teaching
them the things that they needed to know and the importance of the
lesson. With their hands, they were digging into the soil and
dropping a seed, finishing off with covering the hole with the soil
that had been moved. They pointed to the carcass of a dead animal.
That is what they writing meant, give back what you take. A life for
life! Kill life, plant a seed to give life! Makes sense to me! This
is a good rule to have actually, this way they will still be plenty
for the next generation. Something that we nowadays do not do. This
is where our greed has overtaken everything. Generations before us
had values and are now forgotten! I continued to observe, I felt like
a child that was desiring more knowledge and eager to learn.
A tree started to grow, in a way that it had its own aura. I closed my eyes again so that I could really understand what the tree was trying to say. It was not words that I could hear but visions of what was and what is. There was plenty of land for all. The children of the earth learned to listen and respect the land and ways. This kept the balance and allowed plenty for the many generations to come. Selfishness, resentment and revenge started to fill their hearts. Slowly what was honoured became forgotten. Generation after generation less was given back
what was taken. This overwhelming feeling of sadness, hopelessness
and great anger came at me from all directions. I heard whispers of
taking back what was theirs. If we chose not to do what they said.
Though I totally understand what they were talking about, give back
what you take. I have also learned from history, that in the end,
revenge does not help anyone, both sides suffer, no one wins.
Unappreciated! Used! Forgotten! Those words danced around in my mind.
The blanket of sadness covering me, I felt so helpless, not knowing
what to say or do. Tears of despair roll down my face! Personally, I
understood what they were feeling, for a very long time I have lost
faith in humanity! The conflict that was swirling around this
location was unbelievably strong. Half of it wanted revenge for the
mistreatment, the other half wait and hope things will change. For
me, hope is an empty word, you hope for the future. Reality is, you
can only work with what you have at hand and set goals for the
future. But if you hope that something will happen, I say you are
delusional and setting yourself up for failure. So my understanding
of this situation is this, revenge will not solve the problem and
hoping for a better outcome will get you nowhere as well. You have to
lead by example and gather followers to walk in your path. Only in
this way will you find success. As I see it, do not be apart of the
problem but a part of the solution.
I would never presume to know what the full extent of the situation is. What I do know is that threw the generations of time we have forgotten many aspects of life and our morality. Hatred has replaced respect and understanding. We have forgotten compassion and placed it with greed and self-ego. Moderation has been replaced with materialistic items and gluttony. Yes, I would wholeheartedly agree that things do need to change, but mass genocide will not help, it will result in site fear, war and possible martial law. There is a need to solve the problem. Death to many if not all, what is the alternate outcome that they would like to see? How can I assist in the change? Things were so quiet, I could hear the crickets rubbing their hind legs together. One of my weakness is the sound of crickets, it was so soothing that I found myself falling into a full slumber.
Dreams can occur during any stage of sleep. Dreams do vary in length from. Most of the time, a dream is roughly twenty to thirty minutes. Many people will have anywhere between three to seven dreams each night. I am one of the individuals that believe that dreams give insight into hidden desires and outside messages. This is a great way to problem solve, remembering childhood memories, and like I said before to communicate with entities or loved ones. Some believe that dreams can tell the possible outcome of the future. This is possible, I guess. I wake up to a growling tummy! It was my luck that there was a tray of food waiting for me. It was a simple meal! Chicken noodle soup with crackers, a cup of mixed fruit and milk. After I finished eating, I still felt exhausted, not in the sense of physical exhaustion but more as mentally exhausted. I knew for a fact that I did sleep! It just did not feel like I did. At times it is hard to explain to someone, even though I do sleep X amount of hours, I am still exhausted. This is how I felt at this very moment, if you walk in my shoes, you understand completely what I am talking about.
I knew that if I was going to have Peter or Crystal visit that it would be later on in the evening. I needed to take this opportunity with being in the hospital, to gain more rest. Finishing the meal, I emptied my bladder, and I went straight to sleep.