they'll reach you asleep

dreams are messages from the other side.

I’m a dreamer, in the absolute literal sense. I am heavily inclined to vivid dreams. The type of lucid where I feel real touches and smell real scents. As a child, it was absolutely terrifying. I’d beg my mom who away for a girl’s night and left me to my aunties to come home because my dreams felt too real. No one really knew what was going on with me so they chalked it up to night terrors. I’d cry in my sleep. I’d talk in my sleep (according to everyone) I’d dream things that led to the most intense de ja vu. I’ve had dreams that warned me about people that ended up being more than true. There’s even family tales of how dreams reunited some of my relatives after falling outs. It’s always been some weird spiritual mystery of sorts that has never subsided. At my grown age I still wake up sometimes in a cold sweat. Luckily, over time the dreams have become more positive, loving, even erotic (aow!) and it’d be better than any movie. You ever tried to force yourself to go back to sleep because you fell in love with someone that didn’t even exist? Yeah, I can tell you all about it.

Lately though, my dreams have rampt up a lot and I’m taking it as a sign to emerge it with my creativity. Just like J.K Rowling with Harry Potter, everything I dream I’m incorporating into a story. I’ve already gotten names, characters, color theories, symbols, momentums and some dialogue. There’s something in me that needs to be told, a meaning in the abstract haze and I’m allowing the messages I’m receiving from God and all those in the other realm to guide me. The second guessing I usually have with creating doesn’t even exist because this is given to me, it’s destined. It feels different.