That was no dream. You were there. I saw you, felt you there with me, held your face in my hands.
The tears that swept my face, the taste of them was the same, awake. Asleep. The same. One flowed between the dreamtime, the daytime, and it was the same tear. And you, the same, awake. Asleep. Alive. Gone forever. Here forever.
Do you stop being you when you leave the daytime, when you leave the world? Do you? Does your love stop when you die? Is it not the most real, when there’s only love?
There was no dream. Or it’s all a dream. All the same.
Dreams
January 5, 2013 by Oracle of the Pearl
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It is all the same… who’s to say it is different. Me? I don’t know for sure, whether this reality is real or perhaps it is a dream. Whether my fantastic imagination is simply just or perhaps my worst fears are the true realities I fear…. it is all a dream, yet the love… the tears, they are real, for the feeling that resonates within… the one which is so far within you can only feel it resonate within your soul… that love is real. And you found it, you will never lose it, even when you wake… that love, your love is the only thing which is real.
Remember
Thank you, enreal. This comforts me, perhaps you do know how much. I am thankful someone hears me.
I will remember.
Pearl
I would have once said, it cant be real……but now I cant say that for sure, the feelings, the bonds, the ties…..reach far beyond what I ever understood….may be this is real, or may be just a part of another reality….another place and another time….we are all bound by time, bound by pathways that over and over again interact, cross……time and time again
Again, I think you feel me here…I thank you.
Pearl