Bluriness

The dream I was telling in my previous post will have to wait. A friend passed away either this morning or last night. I am wondering if this guilt or grief I am feeling. On Friday I spoke to her husband briefly and began what I hope is reconcilliation between us. I loved this couple very much, but we drifted apart, because Mine and Kim's separation from a mutual church we went to. It was what seemed inevitable because we did not have regular contact or whatever the excuse. They were the first we told we were leaving the church. I cannot believe that Michelle is gone and at a such a young age. My heart goes out to Paul and his family. It is kind of blurry today. I will need to think on these thoughts more today.

So I had a dream

I have been unsure where to write this down at. I like this space and it is for my thoughts and dreams are thoughts. So anyway it was like 2 weeks ago...

I was standing in front of a great stone cathedral with a dome top. I was at the bottom of a short staircase that was twice as wide at the bottom as at the top and large wooden doors with embossed squares and an arched top. I walk up to the door and push it open. Inside it is like a market place of medieval times. It was dimly lit up and there were waves of people walking to and fro trading but not seeming to pay for anything. I met several people and talked to them mostly about the doom and the building in conversation that seemed deep but inconsequential. What I noticed about the people was that they had a red or yellow gash of paint or color across their chest. Next I met these 2 boys twins one with a yellow and the other with red on them. I started talking to them about how to get to the dome at first they seemed apprehensive and then one of them spoke up and said that only the minister could go to the dome. I began to feel angry I want to scream out no way that is so wrong. I turned away from the boys and started walking around furiously. I began to search for a way up after a few minutes of walking around I notice a stair well built on the wall out of wood it had rickety look to it, but it seemed firm with the amount of people going up it. I followed the crowd of people and continued to ask if this was the way to the dome, but I received the same answer. I seemed to be the last one on the stairs and as we climbed I could see other levels and other people on those levels but they were unclear and my focus bordering on fog or blurriness...more to follow

ANd now for something completely differnet...uh maybe

http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/mahnamahna.php

something for your day if it is not fun or if it is fun

http://www.koreus.com/files/200405/mahnamahna.html