Divine Intimacy

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Story time

As you may know by now, I have thee most incredible dreams.

Some silly, scary, simple, and some deeply profound... hence the subtitle of my blog.

It's weird (at least for me) how I have a dream, wake up,

and only remember certain scenes from it.

Then, hours, days, sometimes even weeks later I encounter

the strongest deja-vu feeling which triggers a full memory blast of 

this incredible dream I had.

Here's what happened in poetic words...

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Come in, come in,

Says my eyes to the light,

Stuck in surprise by this angel's great might,

Speaking the language of music,

He proved me stupid,

For I thought not my dreams to be lucid,

His wings were immense,

Glowing face was intense,

This unusual environment

Sucked the common right out of my sense,

But still no fear was felt,

As he ushered in an extraordinary friend

Of his to provide some help,

I was frightened yet knew I couldn't be hurt,

So his friend took my hand and I lost my shirt,

The angel's friend was female,

And she fell directly from heaven

Because her beauty would softly kiss my neck and....

We expressed our love on a cloud

And her moans were high-pitched harmonies sung aloud,

She took the gloom from my daze,

Left me in amaze,

This sonic boom could've been heard for days,

But then my angel friends spread their wings,

Drifted towards an intriguingly marvelous window,

Looked back at me in slow-mo,

Leaped through it and began to hover,

Where are you traveling my friend and my lover?

So with much hope and faith I too dove....

Right through this window....

But I fell short of grace,

Not worthy enough to soar through those heavenly gates,

And as I tumbled to the ground....

Back to reality....

I awake, deserted in the center of nature's work....

A place called Earth.

And in the midst of this,

This is what I witnessed....

{-The Offbeat Human-}

Flowers of Steel

There he goes,

The little boy who wanders freely,

As he smiles he picks his nose,

Stops to stare at the sun,

His eyes become full of water,

He taps his ankles and begins to run,

Teary-eyed,

He twirls in a huge circle,

Falling flat on his back - face to the sky,

Rolling on his side,

He picks a white rose...

"This will keep me safe inside from all the fears at night.

I will see all that the eye does not, I hope I might..."

Says the little boy,

Tearing the jeans his mother sewed,

As he stands to his feet,

He sees a mysteriously hidden cove,

Walking towards it,

He tightens the grip of his white rose,

For he fears not,

Countless screams of evil shout from the cove,

But the little boy hears not,

In total darkness,

A deep voice rumbles from the depths of the cove,

Extreme sharpness,

Perfect tone of the words the voice had to say,

But what is the little boy to do?

...As he is left alone in dismay

"I've got you now. You fell right into my trap.

Stunned are you, laying helplessly in this web I spat.

I sent you a sealed letter, and you innocently read it.

I am the ultimate tempter..."

Says the deep voice,

Frightened is the little boy,

Certainly not by choice,

Those intimidating words aimed for his face,

As the tears shot from his eyes,

Undoubtedly not the gift he planned to open,

Which brought the shock to his surprise,

Running for dear life out of the cove,

Slowed down is his heart as he dove,

Landing on his back,

The little boy is scared to look back...

As he gently opens his eyes,

Sitting himself up to a kneel,

The little boy is stranded among beautiful,

Yet deceiving flowers of steel...

Dream In Harmony

Do you hear it?

The pulse of your brain while it's painting,

Did you see it?

The visual of its art after you begin fainting,

Am I happy or sad when I'm sleeping?

Alive in an unconscious state, my thoughts are weeping,

Let your mind run free before that alarm starts beeping,

I'm seeking,

For a towel because my imagination started leaking,

Melting from the in-depth dream,

I greet a devil in a dress but I can't seem to scream,

No sound but I can hear,

Everything is silent,

Captain of my brain so I steer,

Let the dream take over, it's in auto-pilot,

Then there's this one idea,

I kind of like it,

I'll play my dreams on repeat and call it a career,

Like a DJ,

In my mind I'll play jingles,

Call me PJ,

I see straight,

But my eyes roll around in the back of my head,

It storms when I sleep,

There's probably a crack in my bed,

It's right there,

Witness my imagination,

No strings attached I float in mid-air,

Just like levitation,

The separation,

Between mind & body,

Steal 10 minutes from the other side of life,

My new name is Robby,

I become one with nature and its naturality,

Then reality smacks me back into actuality,

Is this a game?

There's too many questions like trivia,

All I cannot tame,

Find my answers through the breath of salvia,

This is far too real,

Connected to sea, air, and land like a Navy SEAL,

But what I remember I can't heal,

Wish to skip back in time to erase what I feel,

I think I missed a step,

The sky I was climbing,

Not recalling that I slept,

My left wing broke off, so I lean,

Listen closely to the harmony,

As I sing to you my dreams...

Dreams are a succession of images, thoughts, or emotions passing through the mind when sleep. They are involuntary visions that many do not remember.

But I remember all of mine, descriptively.

Don't worry, I'm not crazed.

Imagination is key.

Or was this even a dream to me?

Hazel Eyes

I woke up half naked, 6 am in the morning,
Looking at my lady awaken, she' so beautiful while she's yawning,
Starstruck by her appearance - the hazel in her eyes,
She's the cup of coffee that I need at every sunrise,
I drink her up; now I'm fueled up,
Full of her everlasting love; you can say I'm filled up,
We float up out the bed,
Stunned I turn my head,
Look back to witness her puddle of purity shining white-red,
Her angelic features drip from her gown to the ground,
Mentally touching each others hearts; I can feel every pound,
Hovering as one, we are spiritually bound,
This moment is silent but I can feel every sound,
Soaring towards the northern lights,
We are forever blessed,
Touring our imagination, reaching never before seen heights,
Living in complete happy-togetherness,
How could it be so incredible?
Her beauty is more than gorgeous, it appears edible,
Feed off of her presence,
Before we even became one she showered me with her presents,
Love, elegance, exquisiteness, those hazel eyes,
Used to believe I'd never have her, now I do,
An eternal living experience; there will be no "good-bye's",
Never thought these feelings actually existed, but they do,
Love used to be a distant foreigner,
But now it's like my life partner...

Things are beginning to fade away...
I'm leaving a white, yet colorful realm...
Everything is turning back to gray...
No, please don't let me wake up...
My eyes open...
My ears start to hear all the cries...
At least I'll never forget...

Those Hazel Eyes...

Let's Take A Trip

Hey Mr. Tree, how's it going?
I see vivid colors in your forest,
And then this river started flowing,
Glowing,
Was my liver, as it shiver,
I saw this wall with 10 eyes - it said come hither,
I came, what a shame,
It said Joshua - How did it know my name?
Fear made my legs run away,
These 2 hours then turned into a day.
Mr. Tree, you're naked - where's your leaves?
He said they all went to Space, but no one believes.
I'm jogging, yet faster then running,
I leap further into the galaxy,
Venus is bathing - she's so stunning.
Whoa...hold on there...there's a cliff.
I can walk in all directions at once,
But my body's not moving - it's stiff.
I grab the Sun by its rays, and then I flee,
Like Christmas, I put the star atop the tree.
Now Mr. Tree is decorated and mentionable,
My eyes view the world in 2D - what's 3 Dimensional?
And then I tripped....
Falling face first....
Into a cosmic storm,
I heard the "splat" first,
Before I actually landed....
Into a black hearse,
I felt like a dirty bandit,
Because I stole 2 comets,
Saw the Earth from afar - Should I bomb it?
Mr. Tree says, " No, Stop It! "
OH NO....
Now I'm coming down from a fantasy town,
That was around planets way above the ground;
New sounds were piercing my ears,
Something that would take years to even hear.
I have faith in the fact that I'm Heaven-bound,
Only seeing words that are verb-less, something like a noun.

I snapped out of it....
It was like a dream....
Was it reality?

Why am I in a tree, on a branch in my backyard?

Hardcore Dreamer

I consider myself to be an in-depth dreamer.

One who dreams, not just images or scenes, but stories & adventures.

I usually dream every night or every 2-3 nights.

My dreams vary from fun & relaxing to intense & "running for my life".

I've had sleep paralysis a few times, an OBE or "out-of-body-experience",

and even a premonition before.

Yes....call me weird.....I love to be different.

Some of my dreams have consisted of sadness, terror, bliss, sex, and even seeing my brother have an asthma attack - He does have asthma....and I was 9.

I also recently had a dream where I took a psychedelic drug.

Magic Mushrooms, or shrooms - which was crazy.

I knew what it felt like to be on that drug because the dream was so real.

I also get strong feelings of "Deja-Vu" - where you could've sworn that you did this exact same thing at this same moment, at this same place.

To me dreams are one of the biggest mysteries to man.

Do they mean anything? Good or bad in the long-run?

Everybody dreams, whether you realize it or not.

So what if you can't remember any of your dreams?

What does it mean if you do remember most of your dreams, like me?

One day I'll find the answers to these questions and it will all make sense.

Until then, just label me a hardcore dreamer....

In My Dreams

Scared to doze off cuz imma nightmare dreamer type,
Eyes wide open wonder why I can't sleep at night;
Sit on the curb lost, pondering my thoughts, will I die from my fears;
So the herb in my lungs, I gotta cough, the sound of the world in my ears;
Can't seem to catch up, so time drives by,
It's hard to keep my head up, so my eyes cry,
Some smoke up, just to float up, and see the stars;
Moving at the speed of light, just touched down in Mars;
The weight of the world on my shoulder's, try and lift me;
This is too trippy, like walking at night and the trees speak wit me;
Spit over beats sickly, throw a quick fit the heats in me cuz the 5th in me;
You hear me, I don't know where the hell I'm heading, so please steer me;
You fear me, everything from my shoes on up to where my ears be;
But they don't hear me,
Rather lay deaf alone than listen to a fucking symphony;
This makes no sense to me, you dudes is past tense to me;
I'm better off Peter Parker, spider sensory;
Never lost sight of the top, but I live the lesser see
I wasn't familiar with this thing called life, or what it means;
So I lose touch with reality and tell you what I saw in my dreams....