The same person I dreamed about embracing and making out with, sent me a message the next morning. Is that weird? Considering he isn't someone I talk to very often. My dreams predict reality so often and yet I am consistently surprised every time, and in awe.
Am I astrally projecting without knowing or something? I was told by Alcoholic #2 "that's not a thing." This is the same person who demanded I attend the birthday of his dead god. I guess only his things are "things."
The only type of dreams he has are sleep paralysis nightmares.
I prefer my intuitive good dreams. I also respect the spirituality of the ancients, because those are my ancestors you're talking about bruh. I'll respect yours when you respect mine.
Anyway I'm grateful for whatever "thing" gives me such accurate insights in my dreams. If I viewed nothing in life as a miracle, and viewed everything as an ego threat like he does (such as his aversion to feminists), I'd probably be a bitter paralyzed drunk too.
I'm also grateful for today's coffee, and that I slept well. Grateful for menstruation and the power to create and feed life with my own sacred body. Grateful for animals. Grateful that I am not required to respond or mother the growing list of men crawling into my inboxes seeking emotional reassurance because they seem unable to process these things themselves like the rest of us do...
9:22 a.m. - 2020-08-29