Yes, smiddy -- truth is stranger than fiction. It's hard separating what's real and what's not.
Thanks!
greetings, dreamers:.
i guess it's never going away: daytime carryovers of jw-related stuff seeping into my dreams.. the majority of these dreams take place at conventions but with really weird trappings.
last night i dreamed i arrived at the site with no books, no lunch, nothing but my car keys.
Yes, smiddy -- truth is stranger than fiction. It's hard separating what's real and what's not.
Thanks!
i feel a sadness so deep that friends wonder why my art and my blinds remain undrawn.. gone is the muse who promised me solacewhile guys played ball and climbed tall trees.. a blank canvas before me says, "here's your life, where has it gone?".
is it too late to become what imight have become .
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Looking into a ubiquitous mirror, I am reminded at
Every turn I am not the man you see, a knight whose
Shining armor is, in truth, tarnished and unreflecting.
You offer your hand with kindly eyes, but may a heart
Nourished with tales of courtly love reside as one
With a true but broken heart of flesh and blood?
You wish for what I cannot give, to you, to anyone
Who demands, however gently, that I be the man
Who never was nor ever shall be . . .
greetings, dreamers:.
i guess it's never going away: daytime carryovers of jw-related stuff seeping into my dreams.. the majority of these dreams take place at conventions but with really weird trappings.
last night i dreamed i arrived at the site with no books, no lunch, nothing but my car keys.
cha ching and others who no longer dream of the JW-oriented life -- what a relief!
From time to time I still wake up with my heart pounding after dreaming that I had re-enlisted at Bethel. -- Pete Zahut
In the OP, I wasn't even thinking of my recurring Bethel dreams. Yes, I returned to Bethel and there was no way out this time.
Thanks.
greetings, dreamers:.
i guess it's never going away: daytime carryovers of jw-related stuff seeping into my dreams.. the majority of these dreams take place at conventions but with really weird trappings.
last night i dreamed i arrived at the site with no books, no lunch, nothing but my car keys.
Lots of terrific comments!
Thanks, everyone, for posting as well as for the links, jp.
We're all affected differently, that's for sure.
greetings, dreamers:.
i guess it's never going away: daytime carryovers of jw-related stuff seeping into my dreams.. the majority of these dreams take place at conventions but with really weird trappings.
last night i dreamed i arrived at the site with no books, no lunch, nothing but my car keys.
Yes, new boy, dreams of Bethel! I forgot about that one.
I relate to much of what you wrote. In my dreams, I was up on the roof (a favorite "haunt"), in the dining room, etc. Of course, there was an exaggeration in appearance of everything and everybody I saw.
Never goes away.
THANKS!
greetings, dreamers:.
i guess it's never going away: daytime carryovers of jw-related stuff seeping into my dreams.. the majority of these dreams take place at conventions but with really weird trappings.
last night i dreamed i arrived at the site with no books, no lunch, nothing but my car keys.
Thanks, James Mixon, for giving me a new perspective.
In my dream, I kept wondering why the creature was so gentle and caring. The movie version alien killed you first then asked questions.
Don't wanna go there . . .
on grief and loss.
each and every tear is a memory.
and when you feel so intensely all that you have lost, you are also remembering everything that you have had.
I am always heartened, jp, when a well-expressed thought carries a sufficient emotional content of empathy and caring so as to touch the heart.
You succeed.
greetings, dreamers:.
i guess it's never going away: daytime carryovers of jw-related stuff seeping into my dreams.. the majority of these dreams take place at conventions but with really weird trappings.
last night i dreamed i arrived at the site with no books, no lunch, nothing but my car keys.
Thanks, OC and jp, for your thoughts and experiences.
It all helps, in order to analyze and to understand. If not, well, just to go along for the ride.
DANG -- almost every night!
Best regards.
on grief and loss.
each and every tear is a memory.
and when you feel so intensely all that you have lost, you are also remembering everything that you have had.
Well put, jp:
Yesterday, I told a friend that I have finally received a balance -- a perspective -- in my emotional outlook, one tempered by reason and logic. I am saddened by loss but no longer consumed by the attendant grief. There have been so many blessings.
Thanks.
greetings, dreamers:.
i guess it's never going away: daytime carryovers of jw-related stuff seeping into my dreams.. the majority of these dreams take place at conventions but with really weird trappings.
last night i dreamed i arrived at the site with no books, no lunch, nothing but my car keys.
Greetings, dreamers:
I guess it's never going away: daytime carryovers of JW-related stuff seeping into my dreams.
The majority of these dreams take place at conventions but with really weird trappings. Last night I dreamed I arrived at the site with no books, no lunch, nothing but my car keys. I found a seat and saved it with my car keys, telling the guy in the next seat that the keys were to my Porsche. They were there when I returned -- JWs are the most honest people on the planet (in your dreams).
A young sister, in company with her worldly father, named Punk (in reality, Pinky), asked me if it was all right to stand in the shade when out in service (it really gets hot here in the summer). Punk said she shouldn't be asking me since I was ten years out of the truth.
Some guy (I didn't recognize him, but he could've been in the movies) drove up to what had been my former home in a brand new Pontiac Grand Safari station wagon. It was loaded with all his belongings. He said he lost his home and had no where to go. A visiting JW relative told him the best thing to do was to go out in service.
An alien, from Alien: Covenant, climbed into my bed. Nothing happened. JWs are chaste.
Do you dream JW?
Below: the very Pontiac wagon from my dream: