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10-12-2012
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don't call it a comeback
Join Date: Sep 2011
Posts: 8,268
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I had a dream last night which wasn't exactly a nightmare but could be classified as one. I had a dream that I was bullied. A strange feeling, which I certainly did not know how to react to. Hardly ever in my life have I been in those situations. Except I didn't seem like "me" in my dream at all. It felt as if I was an entirely different person. One who's motives would be good to take heed of. For every instance of violence or rude remark given to me, I would say back in reply, "I forgive you." Perhaps a more gentle, loving, yet pacifistic form of my mind speaking these words. A more wise, enlightened version of me locked deep within my conscious who knows the meaning of true utmost kindness. Certainly not how I would have reacted to the situation. For I would have chosen a much more violent and aggressive route than what I have done within my dream. Yet with continuously endless hours of torment, threat and abuse I remained calm and peaceful. Always forgiving, and always trying to assist in ways that I can. When I awoke it felt as if I was more "awakened" other than being physically awake. Something much more inner unlocked as my understanding of what another person may have gone through, but with an indomitable positive attitude, and keen manners and respect for those who loathe him.
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you should get that checked
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