His eyes were bright blue, so intense i could hardly look at them but i couldn't turn my gaze away at the same time. They are like a newborn baby's eyes but more alive and so fresh. He sat in the corner watching himself decay, assuring himself that he was going to be ok, but knowing in his heart what was soon approaching.
He is with everyone he know who has passed away but doesn't concern himself too much with them; he has a lot to do there. He is very busy. He sarted to cry when I told him how badly hurt you are and he said not to be afraid to look for him and "see" him. He said you need to open your eyes.
He says there are so many better ways to get around where he is. I went on to ask him more questions about life after death and he smiled and told me he knew what I was trying to do and he left...
3 comments:
holy schnikees!!! Did you write that ??? that's gorgeous! :'(
it was a real dream. i think maybe more than a dream, it was so real. One of those things you never think you will experience. It was really cool, maybe even a little scary!
Oh man, I was going to ask if this was a real dream. But from the sound of it, it sounds like much more. It gave me chills!!!
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