Morning Dreams 4/9/2012
While strolling down the streets of England I run into Valdimort who is grinning wickedly and ready to destroy me, but I smile happily at him and let him know I am wearing the magical negatory cloak so he cannot harm me. He twirls around in a top hat and fine white cloak of his own and we become instant friends.
He invites me to help him sell magical paraphernalia on the street corners of London and I oblige.
I don the wolf-skin werewolf mask and suit and begin to help him sell stage props to potential passing customers by putting on little skits with a teddy bear. Our little skits are a big hit and soon the cash begins to flow!
Not long afterwards, we have made enough money to set up shop next to a book store and antique store.
The customers come in droves, so much so that there is a waiting room filled with women.
On my way to take a break a woman follows me and will just not stop pestering me about selling her some antique egg modeled after the famous bird eggs that the mother birds would push out of the nests and crush.
She kept pointing at the shelves and saying "That one! I want that one!" and I kept looking at the myriad of eggs and telling her "I don't work here! I don't work here!".
After a few minutes of telling me I was an idiot salesman she stormed out of the shop by way of the waiting room. As I was lagging behind her brisk frustrated pace I yelled out after her, "YOU ARE SERIOUSLY DISILLUSIONED, WOMAN!"
The crowd of motherly woman in the room around me gaped their mouths in furious anger that I, apparently an antique salesman, had the nerve to say something so rude. Some of the woman began to get out of their seats to punish me for such cruel behavior. I began to run as fast as I could and head for the exit.
On the way out a woman waiting in line for some props let me know that "They will kick your butt!" So I ran and ran.
Lesson from Dreams #3
Never tell a woman she is disillusioned....and....never be unkind to people.
Monday, April 9, 2012
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
3/22/2012 - Vastly Discomforted
I am on a seemingly long journey to a good relationship with God and as
such I am currently floundering for desire to continue on after much
lack of fruit for a long time.
In body and mind I am blessed and healthy, but in soul I am unfathomably discomforted.
In body and mind I am blessed and healthy, but in soul I am unfathomably discomforted.
Saturday, March 17, 2012
Lessons from Dreams [Part 2]
Morning Dreams 3/17/2012 - part 2
When it seemed time to leave for the day as it began to rain outside, I discovered I was in a large crowd of people in a long dark hall of the museum. They were hustling and bustling to get by on their way home. I was alone and found a woman dressed all in robes of golden brown and jewelry. She looked to be from India and was dragging around a huge heavy wooden cart with tiny wheels. She had some papers and was trying to spread the word of her religion, but no one was paying any attention. In my mind I hear the words "this isnt the truth!" so I ignored her too, but obviously she had been at this for a long time because she threw up her hands in exasperation and covering her face to weep she then began to quickly shove her weighty cart down the hall away from me. This is when the slow motion effect of many of our dreams took hold and I couldnt move anywhere quickly at all even though I had quite a sense of urgency.
Once I was finally outside I could see that all the church vehicles had left except for one which was a small car with some of my IBLP friends. They felt sorry for me being left behind and invited me to ride back with them.
Lesson Learned - Even if you do not agree with someone's religion it is still OKAY to be kind to them or offer them help with their heavy burdens or when they are in need. All humans have an eternal soul.
When it seemed time to leave for the day as it began to rain outside, I discovered I was in a large crowd of people in a long dark hall of the museum. They were hustling and bustling to get by on their way home. I was alone and found a woman dressed all in robes of golden brown and jewelry. She looked to be from India and was dragging around a huge heavy wooden cart with tiny wheels. She had some papers and was trying to spread the word of her religion, but no one was paying any attention. In my mind I hear the words "this isnt the truth!" so I ignored her too, but obviously she had been at this for a long time because she threw up her hands in exasperation and covering her face to weep she then began to quickly shove her weighty cart down the hall away from me. This is when the slow motion effect of many of our dreams took hold and I couldnt move anywhere quickly at all even though I had quite a sense of urgency.
Once I was finally outside I could see that all the church vehicles had left except for one which was a small car with some of my IBLP friends. They felt sorry for me being left behind and invited me to ride back with them.
Lesson Learned - Even if you do not agree with someone's religion it is still OKAY to be kind to them or offer them help with their heavy burdens or when they are in need. All humans have an eternal soul.
Lessons from Dreams [Part 1]
So after many days of sleeping around 10 hours since I am trying to get over a cold and since I have been so tired from my new job I have discovered something about myself. My mind loves to dream especially in the morning hours. Even if I wake up and go back to sleep I will quickly return to dreaming.
I have decided that my dreams are too vivid and too meaningful, no matter how strange, to be ignored.
Often I wake up reeling in my mind trying to figure out what I had just dreamt out so complex and real.
Henceforth I have decided I will write what I learn from my dreams.
Morning Dreams 3/17/2012 - part 1
I dreamt I was on a trip with a church youth group. It was a very large group and we had to take many vehicles. A lot of my friends from IBLP were there for some reason ;)
When we arrived (the location was a couple of states away from home) we stored our luggage at a hotel and went to visit some museums. For some reason one of my older brothers was there to show me how to steal batteries from the overhead lights at the museum. I thought this was extraordinary for some odd reason and worked away at it until I had a couple batteries for myself.
After a while of dreaming seemingly useless stuff about visiting this haunted museum I found that I was separated from the original church group and just standing alone. I decided to take the batteries I had acquired to the gift shop to show them what they could so easily be losing and how I could help them fix their problem.
They were not surprised at all and they told me why.
They explained that there were cameras all over the museum that could see everything and they often got full-face pictures of people stealing batteries and would send them to the local sheriff, but since I had tried to help they wouldnt do so to me.
Lesson Learned - Its good to be honest no matter what the situation may seem.
I have decided that my dreams are too vivid and too meaningful, no matter how strange, to be ignored.
Often I wake up reeling in my mind trying to figure out what I had just dreamt out so complex and real.
Henceforth I have decided I will write what I learn from my dreams.
Morning Dreams 3/17/2012 - part 1
I dreamt I was on a trip with a church youth group. It was a very large group and we had to take many vehicles. A lot of my friends from IBLP were there for some reason ;)
When we arrived (the location was a couple of states away from home) we stored our luggage at a hotel and went to visit some museums. For some reason one of my older brothers was there to show me how to steal batteries from the overhead lights at the museum. I thought this was extraordinary for some odd reason and worked away at it until I had a couple batteries for myself.
After a while of dreaming seemingly useless stuff about visiting this haunted museum I found that I was separated from the original church group and just standing alone. I decided to take the batteries I had acquired to the gift shop to show them what they could so easily be losing and how I could help them fix their problem.
They were not surprised at all and they told me why.
They explained that there were cameras all over the museum that could see everything and they often got full-face pictures of people stealing batteries and would send them to the local sheriff, but since I had tried to help they wouldnt do so to me.
Lesson Learned - Its good to be honest no matter what the situation may seem.
Friday, March 9, 2012
The Start
Since I first heard the word 'blog' I thought it sounded stupid.
When I found out what 'blogging' was I thought it was even more stupid.
It sounded like a lot of attention loving people each wanting other people to care what they had to say.
Out of the ashes of my ignorance I am now blogging because either I am too lazy to write anything else or just too scared.
I like to think of myself as someone who does not fear much of anything since I do not fear death, but when I really think about it and if I were to write it all out, I really do fear a lot of things.
Nonetheless, I am here writing. In fear.
-Tim
When I found out what 'blogging' was I thought it was even more stupid.
It sounded like a lot of attention loving people each wanting other people to care what they had to say.
Out of the ashes of my ignorance I am now blogging because either I am too lazy to write anything else or just too scared.
I like to think of myself as someone who does not fear much of anything since I do not fear death, but when I really think about it and if I were to write it all out, I really do fear a lot of things.
Nonetheless, I am here writing. In fear.
-Tim
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