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Monday, 1 August 2022

Lifetime in each day

Someone Watching Over Me 

I've always been fascinated by the drama that takes place every 24 hours or so when I work during the day, eating quite often it seemed, and then passing out in sleep. This is when I am closest to death as my systems slow down. I dream and it seems all so real. But when I awaken, from dreams I wonder how I could take it all in so real and believable. Looking back, in the seen world, it was not so. 

This drama is played out every day, every night, and I wonder what it all meant. Is it like a lifetime story giving me a hint of the future over and over for a reason? It seems to me to suggest my afterlife that will appear more real and unlimited.

There is a sense of power while believing in various scenarios. Many have these same devices appear in their dreams also, like flying, and like being invisible to closely passing danger. 

I argued in a dream with a fox as a child. 

His teeth were cutting into my ankle, and I told him while he was doing this that he was only a dream and not real. He said he was too real even as he was clamping down on my ankle. I thought then as I do now, that he was the devil. 

Among other later events I was convinced, I was drowning, and I accepted this, calmly thinking everyone would say I was so young. As I, exhausted while taking in water, was drifting helplessly to the surface, a voice came over my right shoulder telling me to try one more time. 

I answered "ok" as if this encounter was quite natural. My hand gripped the inner edge of a lip just under the top rim of the pool. It is hard to avoid the sense that someone watching over me.

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