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In this dream of mine, I was inside of my house. My family and friends were there inside of the house with me. It seemed that we were all afraid of this gorilla that would come out of my closet (I was afraid of things coming out of my closet as a kid like others are afraid of things underneath the bed) and try to kill us. Usually we hid and no one was hurt. The gorilla would then return to my closet and wait until the next night to attack. It was night time and I was standing outside of the closet. The gorilla was inside, banging on the door to get out. I knew this time that none of us could stop it and it would kill us all. An angel then appeared next to me and implied that the gorilla's anger stemmed from my own anger. The angel then asked me what anger was. I looked at the closet, with the gorilla about to rip off the hinges, and turned back to the angel. The answer came to me as if it were completely natural, like an instinct. "Anger is the fear of losing love," I replied. The angel smiled and disappeared. The gorilla disappeared. Instantly I felt the dream-reality dissolve. I felt my ego completely disappear and began to feel a, as I can only describe it, 'head-in-a-vice' sort of consciousness. I was picked up by a strong and loving force and set down within the center of my room. I felt completely at ease and at peace and I knew what had picked me up was the Genderless and Unpersonifiable Force of All Good. It was pleased with me, I could sense that, and it turned the ceiling of my room into a blue sky dotted with white clouds. It was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. The white clouds were moving slowly at first, and then faster and faster. I sat and watched them pass by, content and calm, and then the dream ended.
"If home is where the heart is, then I got evicted this week (Johnny Hobo and the Freight Trains)"
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