Dream of:
09 July 1982 "Think Of Love"I was going through a closet, busily rummaging through some boxes and other things which
my mother had stored in the closet. I was searching for something in particular. Everything had been stored neatly, but I was going through it haphazardly. I was a bit unhappy with the way my mother had stored the things. I was uncertain whether she had stored things correctly or incorrectly.I realized I was in the Gallia County Farmhouse, in a closet upstairs. I had seen my brother Chris at the top of the stairs. Suddenly, I heard a loud scream, followed by a loud splat. I thought, "Oh, no, Chris has fallen out the door at the top of the stairs."
I thought someone had left the door at the top of the stairs open (a door which originally led to an outside stairs, but since the stairs had fallen, currently led to nothing) and Chris had fallen out. Not knowing what to do, I sat for a moment. Suddenly, I heard the same thing again—a scream followed by a splat. Again I thought Chris had fallen out. I got up and ran down the stairs. I ran outside under the upstairs door. Chris indeed had fallen out and my sister was kneeling over him. I ran up close to him. He had hit hard and was lying on his head. It almost appeared that his head was disconnected from the rest of his body. His entire body was very red, like the inside of a watermelon. But I could still make out the features of his face.
I could see
my father and several men coming out of the field. They were just walking, unaware that something had happened.It was obvious that Chris was going to die. I said to him, "Chris, can you still hear me?" He nodded his head and said, "Yes."
He didn't appear to be in any pain. I thought, "Well, all I'm going to say is 'love'. Just think of love. I'll ask him if he's in any pain. No, that sounds too negative. I'll just ask him if he's happy."
Dream Epics Home PageCopyright 2011 by luciddreamer2k@gmail.com
