I remember running from someone I think was a bishop who looked vaguely like James Mason; I was trying to meet up with my mother (who didn't know about the danger) and saving a pretty young damsel in a flowing white nightgown whom I knew in the dream but have no clue who was in real life. I had driven through an indoor mall where there was a lot
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I just know I don't want to do that box in the ground thing.
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I'm one of those people who believes that after death, the body is just a body, and the soul - that which makes me me - is already departed. I'm also one of those people who is sensitive to spirits (I've seen and felt ghosts, and had visits by family members from beyond in dreams), graveyards FREAK ME OUT. I'd rather send my family somewhere not surrounded by others' deaths, personally.
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But I love graveyards -- there's just something that's fascinating there; uplifting as well as sad, these people who lived and died long before I was anyone, some before my parents or grandparents existed--part of my fascination with history, I suspect.
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I definitely want to be plant fertilizer of some kind. I want my minerals to go back to the land.
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