I've been in a strange mood lately. Everything has felt strange. Even the weather has been strange. It will rain super hard for an hour, be sunny, and repeat. The last few days I've been so unmotivated and slackin like crazy. Yet, mentally I've been very active. And I've been very moody in a sort of way. I feel like my head is going back and forth but my body isnt doing shit, like a bad trip or something. I dont think this will make any sense to anyone. I've been daydreaming alot lately and feeling like I want to have a new life. Of course though my girl would have to be with me. I just dont feel like we're really living right now. It's like our lives are going through some kind of test or something to see if we can survive. She is the only part of my life that I feel like is right and Im very happy with. We deserve more. Im tired of writing, back to thinking and being in my lil twilight zone. 
Later kids... 
(Next Morning) Twilight zone was a fucking understatement for the dreams I had. To sum up the dream I lived in a huge studio/shack in the middle of hills in Virginia. I was there with visionaries/artists who were put together. In the dream I had one wall to myself to make my creation. A clock for the end of time. I cut the front of 12 white horses off and put them on this huge wall at each mark of the hour. In between was painted darkness of the world and the hands wer made of half of a giant dove that forms a full dove rising over the earth at the midnight hour. I made another clock out of 12 human tops of these distorted miserable people. The people and horses were alive. On this clock there was fire in between and the hands formed a giant phoenix at the midnight hour. It was weird because the clock was mechanical/alive like a sick horror movie. The people and horses stayed alive and made noises that creeped everyone out so I lit the place on fire, but it just couldnt be destroyed. Then the sound of an earthquake and we all go outside to see horses running and millions of people running. Behind them the sky is filled with a phoenix lighting everything on fire and angels flying in front playing these scary trumpets. (then I got woke up). Perhaps going to church alot when I was young didnt effect me in the best way...basicly just scared the shit out of me. Well back to sleep I TRY to go.
Later kids...
(Next Morning) Twilight zone was a fucking understatement for the dreams I had. To sum up the dream I lived in a huge studio/shack in the middle of hills in Virginia. I was there with visionaries/artists who were put together. In the dream I had one wall to myself to make my creation. A clock for the end of time. I cut the front of 12 white horses off and put them on this huge wall at each mark of the hour. In between was painted darkness of the world and the hands wer made of half of a giant dove that forms a full dove rising over the earth at the midnight hour. I made another clock out of 12 human tops of these distorted miserable people. The people and horses were alive. On this clock there was fire in between and the hands formed a giant phoenix at the midnight hour. It was weird because the clock was mechanical/alive like a sick horror movie. The people and horses stayed alive and made noises that creeped everyone out so I lit the place on fire, but it just couldnt be destroyed. Then the sound of an earthquake and we all go outside to see horses running and millions of people running. Behind them the sky is filled with a phoenix lighting everything on fire and angels flying in front playing these scary trumpets. (then I got woke up). Perhaps going to church alot when I was young didnt effect me in the best way...basicly just scared the shit out of me. Well back to sleep I TRY to go.
welcome2thedawn:
holy shit sweetie...we really do need a vacation................