Dreams are funny things filled with a mix of fantasy and reality but if you ask me about what happened in my dream from last night I’ll call it a premonition.
I’ll say it is something that has been done before and that it is going to happen again and not just because I was told something that sounded like come find me or come get me either.
Some might call it irrefragable and some might call it other things but I know it to have been one of the most real dreams I have had and that is enough for me.
Well that along with the Magic 8 Ball, the gypsy fortune teller and this gut feeling which of course is the thing that made me buy into it all.
Thought about writing a post about it called Don’t Wait Or You’ll Miss Your Chance because some windows don’t stay open for ever and you can be left feeling disappointed for not acting upon it.
It Is Why I Write
And that my is why I write, here, elsewhere and around the bend. Some stories must be shared and given wind in their sails so that they might rise and be seen.
Not all deserve to see such things or to know the innermost thoughts and workings. Some who wish to gather in the castle will always find the gates closed and others will almost always be given entrance.
If you know and you fit then you are fine and if you don’t and you can’t, well there are other places and people for you now aren’t there.
Some of us are like comets in the lives of another and some are the moon, sun and stars.
Who you are to the other is almost always part of the magic or lack thereof.
Wander the world with eyes wide open and when you slumber learn how to use those eyes to see what you haven’t yet seen and you’ll see.
