seen from Canada
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Day 3
Again a dream of emptiness. This time, it was an entirely empty void. This is a more familiar sight to me. Even before I started this dream journal, this was the most normal dream to me.
This dream reminds me of my "Loneliness". Despite being surrounded by people I enjoy. Being surrounded by those I can communicate with. I am plagued with an unending loneliness. I do not understand why this feeling is something that is forever stuck with me.
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"Dying in dreams, usually wakes you up from the shock. It's usually very rare for someone to die in a dream"
But... I have never left this dream....
Day 2
It's been a few days since the last entry. I finally have a Dream to log!
I had a dream of a white empty void. Nothing was there. A completely empty unfeeling and unending void. I wandered in a direction. I wandered for who knows how long. Time in dreams has no logic, does it? It felt otherworldly, despite the emptiness. "Emptiness" A word I relate to. A feeling that something is missing in life. A feeling of not knowing, who I am or who I want to be. Is this what my mind, my dream, wants me think about?
Day 1
This is the beginning of my dream journal. I have not been feeling the best. I was told I should write down something for myself.
I have always found dreams interesting. Supposedly dreams can help you explore yourself and who you are.
Hopefully I can have a dream tonight.
Goodnight and sweet dreams journal.
Awake. Consciousness.
I am surrounded in a void of white. Above, below, every Direction is just empty. Where am I? Who am I?
My skin is pale white. My hair is quite long, and white. Body check. Female. No clothes... "Why am I so pale? You would think I am a ghost or something?"
It would be helpful if I knew anything about what is going on...
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Growth. Nature. Pain.
A pain that fills my body. Pain but with splendid results.
I have created a cherry blossom tree. Its splendor is magnificent. Fully blooming. its petals endlessly falling and regrowing.
When the petals "land", they vanish into nothingness. Truly a sight to behold.
I don't understand how I made this but I don't feel the best. As if my existence was put on edge when I created this. All I feel is a burning sensation. Hopefully, resting under this tree will make me feel better.
What kind of place is a dream?
Is it a canvas where you can create!?
A test room where you can experience something new!?
Somewhere to let your emotions free?
Are you aware what your dreams are?
Maybe wake up and write them down
A DREAM
THIS IS A DREAM
A DREAM. A DREAM. A DREAM. A DREAM
I AM HERE.
it hurts to exist
