I Died In My Dream.
ISN'T THIS SUPPOSED TO BE ABNORMAL?
Quick story about a trip in a plane that went horribly wrong just after liftoff.
When I hit the ground, I was sitting and all the debris and carnage surrounding me De-evolved, if it's a word. Everything transformed so quickly that I instantly stood up on gold tinted sand in a majestic cove, with a bay bright and glittering. I felt like running. I look down and there on my feet are my prized training shoes. Three others I never met before jogged along towards me and said "come on". I was loving it and then I simply stopped and turned around to figure this out. All I knew at that point was that there is a beautiful and peaceful feeling which is going to move me forward forever, and around there are wonders at my finger tips.
I felt and experienced a lot more in this dream than I could ever put into words.
Is it true that when we hear of people dreaming a dream of dieing, they always wake before they die in the dream?
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