So basically when I was a little girl I think 5 or 6 I'd have this reoccurring dream about an angle all the time, well I think she was an angle because when in her presence she was grand and encompassing she took up my hole space of vision a giant whom towered over me and I was so so so small standing in the shadow of the form but she still felt so mothering and she was allways surrounded by bright yellow light that was so warm and soft. Dressed in a yellow (everything was just so yellow) toga or dress in not quite sure which one she had no wings . Even though I could not see her face clearly from her hight and the rays of yellow light but some how I knew that she was the most bueatiful creature ever like no human could compare. But anyway she'd always come before me to speak to me to tell me a very important message that I had to remember (I knew it was important because of the way her voice resounded trough everything, so crystal clear and blury at the same time but deep and forbidding) and that it was about judgement and destiney my destiney to be procise but when she spoke those important words other than needing to remember it and destiney I could never remember or wake up when she was getting to the really important part it always faded in my ears and the sound became what it's like when you try to look at an image trough frosted glass. I get the judgement part from the dream because I could never quite shake the feeling during and after the dream that I was being judged like the ancient Egyptian Pharos believed that their hearts would be weighed by gods in death to prove their worth . |
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