I had a really weird, vivid dream this weekend. I was drowning in this really dark, cold lake. All the stars were out above me, way more than I've ever seen in the sky before. Then the archangel Michael appeared in the sky and flew down to me. Don't ask me how I knew it was Michael, it was a dream, nothing makes sense in a dream. (And no, Danielle, I didn't know it was Michael because he had blonde hair and green wings.) He held out a massive, golden scepter and I grabbed onto it. Then he lifted me out of the water and carried me to the shore, and dug the scepter into the ground next to me. He told me that God loved me and that He had saved me, but He had sent His angel to do the work.
It was a really cool dream, the kind that lingers in your mind for a good long while after you wake up. I think it'd make a really cool song, if I could figure out a nice melody and actually be able to write lyrics.
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the archangel Michael is hot in a sneering, green-winged, too-long blonde hair sort of way
No! You stole my comment. ...Thatdreamishot.
What a cool dream. Sounds like the message of it was pretty clear. That's always nice.. when dreams actually present themselves in a direct way... rather than making you go, "What in the name of cripes was THAT all about??"
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