Hey!
Welcome back to the weird shit lol
The next two things are...I don't know really.
They seem to be some sort of short internal monolog.
Lbvs.
I will let you all read them and come to your own conclusions about them.
Enjoy.
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March XX, 2012.
Journal #XXX.
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Why do I dream of death and destruction?
My dreams as of late have been laced with evil lights...
A strange negative energy that I can't seem to shake...
Maybe these dreams are a manifestation of my own very real fears...
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The field is
Being prepared for
The coming war...
Our shields,
Our swords
Wish to explore.
I pray that
I won't see you
There.
Upon that
Field of love
And despair.
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-The first one:
I remember having some pretty strange, vivid dreams that were about nothing in particular.
There didn't seem to be a "theme" or rhyme or reason.
Just pure destruction.
It was usually in the form of a wild and unimaginable natural disaster.
At other times it would just be a lot of weird and ominous lights.
This made me believe more so that maybe the dreams had something to do with my emotional state at that time.
The good thing bout this is that we can go back and read some of those older journal entries and maybe figure out what the hell I was going through lmao.
-The second one:
I've always had this thing with viewing our heart as our sword and our mind as our shield.
It just makes sense to me.
If love is truly a battlefield, then are these not our only arms?
Maybe I am just a little crazy.
Maybe it doesn't matter lol
I don't know.
I know that this poem -if that is what it was meant to be- was illuding to the fact that I was preparing myself for some relationship or another.
I'll have to go back and see what that chunk of history looked like lmao.
I hope you all have a dope weekend!
It is Friday, and I am very over this whole week lol.
Have a good day folks, I will see you all back here soon enough.
I hope lol.
Safe travels out there, and as always:
Stay safe.
Stay healthy.
Stay vigilant.
-Redd.