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Sarah2BH
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I spent last night until I fell asleep to show me how to find him as I feel like I've fallen away.
Then I dreamed this.
I planted and grew palm trees. They were pitifully scrawny and I was moving them around, digging them up, putting them in pots, taking them to give away to people because they weren't any good for whatever I thought I was going to do with them. My cousin Michelle was helping me... she asked why I was getting rid of them. I told her that palm trees take forever to grow, and since we hadn't been able to afford seeds from a good line, we'd have to breed them through many generations in order to get good stock to sell and actually make money. (I noticed I talked to her saying "we" cause it was me n my boyfriend (ex- in real life, but together in this dream) that were starting this project). That's when she pointed out that I had two very tall, very sturdy and nice looking trees. I stopped, not understanding how I had overlooked them. She said "well, God blessed you (both of us, I felt like she was saying) with these two nice ones... why don't you work with those?". I realized that I could. This dream faded off.
In the next dream, I was changing... I think I floated... ghostlike, and sometimes I was me, sometimes another person. Anyway, I was helping someone... an old woman, maybe. I was given two trellises like for tomato plants and a voice told me to hurry and help the plants so they could grow strong. I floated around a poor little patch of vines, so small and falling over... there were so many of them and I was angry that I only had two trellises. I picked out the worst ones and propped them up, when she or it... I heard the voice say, "no, they're for those two over there". That's when I noticed two plants in the corner next to each other, strong, thick vines, so big that they were close to falling over because of their weight. Again, I couldn't believe that I had overlooked the two. I moved the trellises to them, understanding that I was to help the ones that were going to succeed.
This is where it got spooky. The vines started talking to me... I don't remember what, at first... but then I noticed that each was part human. The human was sitting, naked on the ground, with the vines growing out of their backs and arms and legs. The one on the left was saying it was going to be the biggest vine of all and told the other not to grow on its side of the garden. As it said this, it looked like my brother Elijah (his personality, totally), but would change into another human right after. With the help of the trellises, they could reach the fence and were purposing to grow around the top of it. The other looked sad, kept looking at it's brother. Sometimes this one looked like me, sometimes like one of my siblings. I left them.
When I came back, the one that had looked sad had it's vine growing to the left, across the spot on the fence that the other had intended to grow. That one was mad, yelling at it to move because it was going to be the strongest and biggest vine and would sooner choke out his brother before letting him have his spot on the fence. It saw me, and started boasting about how it was the biggest and strongest. But it was shriveling, growing slowly, and the human looked pale and was wheezing. I looked at the other who was sadder yet, but trying to calm the brother. I left again.
I met an old man who explained what was happening, and in a panic of understanding, I ran (or floated quickly?) back to the garden. It was too late... The one who had boasted... there were no more vines... just a human body, or what was left of it, a sack as though there were no bones and barely any innards left... laying under some leaves, in a pool of blood. The vines from the brother were soaking up the blood, slurping out the guts, eating him, while the human part of the brother had pulled himself as far away from the scene as possible and was weeping loudly, covering his face. The nearly dead body was barely managing to sing the song "think of me" from The Phanton of the Opera except the words were "take of me... take of me quickly... as I say goodbye..." and mumbling about understanding now and wishing it could have another chance. It finally died, and I scooped up what was left of the body, or tried to pick up the goop anyway, to take it away, but I woke up.
What could it mean?
Then I dreamed this.
I planted and grew palm trees. They were pitifully scrawny and I was moving them around, digging them up, putting them in pots, taking them to give away to people because they weren't any good for whatever I thought I was going to do with them. My cousin Michelle was helping me... she asked why I was getting rid of them. I told her that palm trees take forever to grow, and since we hadn't been able to afford seeds from a good line, we'd have to breed them through many generations in order to get good stock to sell and actually make money. (I noticed I talked to her saying "we" cause it was me n my boyfriend (ex- in real life, but together in this dream) that were starting this project). That's when she pointed out that I had two very tall, very sturdy and nice looking trees. I stopped, not understanding how I had overlooked them. She said "well, God blessed you (both of us, I felt like she was saying) with these two nice ones... why don't you work with those?". I realized that I could. This dream faded off.
In the next dream, I was changing... I think I floated... ghostlike, and sometimes I was me, sometimes another person. Anyway, I was helping someone... an old woman, maybe. I was given two trellises like for tomato plants and a voice told me to hurry and help the plants so they could grow strong. I floated around a poor little patch of vines, so small and falling over... there were so many of them and I was angry that I only had two trellises. I picked out the worst ones and propped them up, when she or it... I heard the voice say, "no, they're for those two over there". That's when I noticed two plants in the corner next to each other, strong, thick vines, so big that they were close to falling over because of their weight. Again, I couldn't believe that I had overlooked the two. I moved the trellises to them, understanding that I was to help the ones that were going to succeed.
This is where it got spooky. The vines started talking to me... I don't remember what, at first... but then I noticed that each was part human. The human was sitting, naked on the ground, with the vines growing out of their backs and arms and legs. The one on the left was saying it was going to be the biggest vine of all and told the other not to grow on its side of the garden. As it said this, it looked like my brother Elijah (his personality, totally), but would change into another human right after. With the help of the trellises, they could reach the fence and were purposing to grow around the top of it. The other looked sad, kept looking at it's brother. Sometimes this one looked like me, sometimes like one of my siblings. I left them.
When I came back, the one that had looked sad had it's vine growing to the left, across the spot on the fence that the other had intended to grow. That one was mad, yelling at it to move because it was going to be the strongest and biggest vine and would sooner choke out his brother before letting him have his spot on the fence. It saw me, and started boasting about how it was the biggest and strongest. But it was shriveling, growing slowly, and the human looked pale and was wheezing. I looked at the other who was sadder yet, but trying to calm the brother. I left again.
I met an old man who explained what was happening, and in a panic of understanding, I ran (or floated quickly?) back to the garden. It was too late... The one who had boasted... there were no more vines... just a human body, or what was left of it, a sack as though there were no bones and barely any innards left... laying under some leaves, in a pool of blood. The vines from the brother were soaking up the blood, slurping out the guts, eating him, while the human part of the brother had pulled himself as far away from the scene as possible and was weeping loudly, covering his face. The nearly dead body was barely managing to sing the song "think of me" from The Phanton of the Opera except the words were "take of me... take of me quickly... as I say goodbye..." and mumbling about understanding now and wishing it could have another chance. It finally died, and I scooped up what was left of the body, or tried to pick up the goop anyway, to take it away, but I woke up.
What could it mean?
