Expressions of the Mind
Hmmm... how to begin....
...The beginning... I don't understand. I can't find the beginning without starting at the ending, and then working my way back to the beginning. I'm sure you are asking yourself, why is she starting at the end, and working her way back to the beginning? The answer is simple, I couldn't understand the beginning until I had reached the end....
That’s what hardly anyone understands... is that it all starts as the end, and then flows back to the beginning. We are living our lives like you would see someone rewinding a tape on a VCR. Everyone is backwards. That’s what life is... for me anyway. I might just be writing this because this is how I am living my life, not necessarily how everyone else is living theirs. It is backwards for me. I finally realized my purpose, but not what the purpose of the purpose is... ya know? []I’m sure I have you thoroughly confused at this point[] Okay, let me try to simplify it...
I am unique in the since that I can see things other people can't. Because I can see those things, that's what’s making me live backwards.... I am just now starting to reach the beginning. The ending represents my dreams, and the beginning represents real life. Dreams becoming real life = the power of sight. But Back to my purpose... my purpose is to see the things others can't... I still will never understand completely why I am the one that can see these things. I know now that it has a big part to do with my religion and my past....
I can't fight what I am becoming. How can you stop something that has already happened? It all goes back to starting and the end, and working you're way back to the beginning. This is how it was ment to be... this was ment for me.
Something terrible is going to happen soon, It doesn't involve me getting hurt this time. I will elaborate....
I have been keeping a log book at my dreams for the past 3 weeks. It's a note book that I keep on my night stand, so when I wake up, I can write down my most recent dream. This is what I wrote 3 nights ago....
Everything moved so fast with vivid color... I saw death, not of myself, but of a loved one. I know this death doesn't involve me because I see myself in a grave yard on my knees, and I am kneeling in front of someone’s grave stone. The letters XEDEF exist upon the stone in that order. In my hands I hold a mirror, and a silver necklace of some sort.....
NOTE: This lucid dream holds importance, because I have had no more dreams since this one. I think this could be the beginning to the final ending....
Bless you're heart who ever may be under that tomb stone....
It's Okay To Be Confused
...The beginning... I don't understand. I can't find the beginning without starting at the ending, and then working my way back to the beginning. I'm sure you are asking yourself, why is she starting at the end, and working her way back to the beginning? The answer is simple, I couldn't understand the beginning until I had reached the end....
That’s what hardly anyone understands... is that it all starts as the end, and then flows back to the beginning. We are living our lives like you would see someone rewinding a tape on a VCR. Everyone is backwards. That’s what life is... for me anyway. I might just be writing this because this is how I am living my life, not necessarily how everyone else is living theirs. It is backwards for me. I finally realized my purpose, but not what the purpose of the purpose is... ya know? []I’m sure I have you thoroughly confused at this point[] Okay, let me try to simplify it...
I am unique in the since that I can see things other people can't. Because I can see those things, that's what’s making me live backwards.... I am just now starting to reach the beginning. The ending represents my dreams, and the beginning represents real life. Dreams becoming real life = the power of sight. But Back to my purpose... my purpose is to see the things others can't... I still will never understand completely why I am the one that can see these things. I know now that it has a big part to do with my religion and my past....
I can't fight what I am becoming. How can you stop something that has already happened? It all goes back to starting and the end, and working you're way back to the beginning. This is how it was ment to be... this was ment for me.
Something terrible is going to happen soon, It doesn't involve me getting hurt this time. I will elaborate....
I have been keeping a log book at my dreams for the past 3 weeks. It's a note book that I keep on my night stand, so when I wake up, I can write down my most recent dream. This is what I wrote 3 nights ago....
Everything moved so fast with vivid color... I saw death, not of myself, but of a loved one. I know this death doesn't involve me because I see myself in a grave yard on my knees, and I am kneeling in front of someone’s grave stone. The letters XEDEF exist upon the stone in that order. In my hands I hold a mirror, and a silver necklace of some sort.....
NOTE: This lucid dream holds importance, because I have had no more dreams since this one. I think this could be the beginning to the final ending....
Bless you're heart who ever may be under that tomb stone....
It's Okay To Be Confused