The Womans face in the clouds

Woman's face in the clouds

This Image was taken near Bardney in Lincolnshire last year over the river withem by myself after i had just been doing some kayaking with my brother Glen.
It is really amazing how amazing this is, and also if i never taken it myself i would have assumed it was photo shopped or something. But to be honest i could never draw a face so well defined as much as this sky naturally shows.
Its just simply the right time and right place and here it is.

I Dream of a dead woman's spirit trying to re animate her dead body

Last night my dream would be classified as a nightmare to the average dreamer, but I choose to engage into events with interest and curiosity and am only going to report what events happened so here goes...
There was an incident where I found a woman laying down on the floor, she appears to be dead, and yet as I approach I could see that she hadn't been dead long, I also noticed a translucent entity interlaced trying so hard to animate her own body.
She was fighting with so much desperation to move her body.
Sometimes she could move parts of her lips.
Her eyelid would move and sometimes her eyes looked at me as if she was looking at me through a corpse.
She seemed so desperate to not give up as if she had something really important she needed to say or do that meant she had to move her body to make her point.
The woman's body was covered it scabs of dried blood and her hair was very thin and long as if she had been taken down by some biological or radioactive cause.
Maybe this dream was a way of showing me a perspective of thought that I would never have thought up.
Could this be a sign of something to come? Or the fact that when some people get killed or die, that they try with great effort to hold onto their own bodies so badly but don't have anybody in our realm that can see them.
Please comment if you know what this dream is trying to tell me, I normally can translate my own dreams, but need to take some time to think about this before I can see what it means.
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One Mystical Man and 4 tattooed people with squirrel and wolves

I had an interesting dream yesterday night, I was amongst a group of people standing around infront of some mystical man, we all had what looked like spiritual tattoos on our right arms there were four of us in total and I had a wolf tattoo and so did another person and there other 2 people both had squirrel spirit tattoos,
I am sure that this mystical man was responsible for our tattoos and apparently they give us the ability to change our forms.
There was one woman in the group, she was the also the other bearer of the wolf tattoo.
The other 2 men with squirrel tattoos seemed to debate the spirit of the squirrel and the woman wanted to change to squirrel spirit.
I was not really fussy at all, but the mystical man decided to resolve this moment and he touched my arm and the woman's arm and then he touched the arms of the two guys placing the wolf spirit onto their right arms and then he touched my arm and the woman's giving both of us squirrel tattoos.
Then the mystical man vanished leaving us with what we had.
I then questioned the group about what's the meaning of these tattoos?
I was told that they are transformation tattoos.
It was at that point I realised I got the bad deal as a wolf was big and powerful and yet me and this woman was given a creature that was small and innocent.
I know that in these dreams in these random dream worlds, I have abilities and powers to conquer my dream world with no fear at all.
The fact that I could turn into a squirrel at any moment and see the world through a small world perspective. I started looking around for somewhere to hide my clothes if I were to change, the woman was with me all the time while we looked all over the place.
I found myself  outside a wilkinson style store and there was a passage with what looked like a cleaner cupboard at the end of it, I could feel something inside of me changing turned to see the  woman had just rushed inside the cleaners cupboard as she started to shrink and went to hide behind what looked like a huge electric mop machine.
Then a man with a brush was walking towards the room and suddenly he notices a squirrel by the wall along the front of the stall, he made chase with his brush raised ready to clout the squirrel .
I then approached him before I changed, and said to the guy, that is a very rare protected breed of squirrel and if any harm comes to them you will be causing a stir in something you will never forgive yourself for.
The guy then realised his actions to be very irrational  and looked at me realising how is actions were so bad, and he had been stressed on his job that he wasn't thinking strait.
I was relieved that I thought back at my transformation.
Lucky for me I heard a alert sound, and then I opened my eyes into the woken world and saw it was about 8am, I did however, have the alarm to wake me at seven, but it seems that I must have awoken and deactivated it with no memory of it. And decided to accept it as, it is what it is.
And then I wondered why did I end up with a squirrel tattoo on my arm in the dream.
I looked it up online and found a similar tattoo, the tattoo in my dream was almost tribal warrior like.
It's kinder strange as on this awoken day,  Squirrel subject seemed to plague my mind with strange coincidences one after another, or maybe I must have only noticed details that would normally would have passed me if I wasn't thinking about it.
I just thought this was interesting and worth a blog about.
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Writing Sunset Dreams and how to avoid writers block

Secrets to unlock creative writing

You don't need to go on a creative writing course if you are already creative. You can be a very creative writer regardless if you are dyslexic or have trouble spelling, sometimes an over creative mind is busting at the seems and needs a perfect flow to allow the words to come out.
I have discovered something very special that needs a new understanding.
I know there will be some amazing stories never told because of they worry of gramma and punctuation.
But the secret is, they have been acting as obstacles that you may know as writers block.
Because you are thinking about that spelling mistake that you know you did, that will cause a distraction, in fact any doubt you have will disrupt the creative flow.
Also if somebody decides to write a story on a computer, the thought of keep backing it up will also act as a distraction to the flow. Also the worry that a power cut and losing your work can add to this bad karma flow.
That's why I have started writing my greatest story on an old type writer and away from modem distractions. And already I am on to chapter 3 of my creative story Sunset Dreams.
Also I notice strict writers think to much about how many words they used per chapter. Again this is too much of a mind strain and will sure cause you distress.
Here's what I thinks:
Write really great stories as the words flow out like fresh mountain water also there is no need to worry about counting just write the story as you would like to read it as the chapters are as long as you want them to be, because there are no rules when the future great writer is getting all the words out. Leave the editing for when you have finished the whole book.
When you see your amazing stories flow out, that's because you are Free Typing, that's got a ring to it. Where there is only one rule......There are no rules just great creative stories forever.
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The Dream: when I Met Ned he Head

The dream of when I met Ned the Head.
I was going along in my normal dream as usual but something made me go looking around for something.
But when I approached a leafy hedge near the roots, the freakish disfigurement crawled out into the open, in a way that was to attract only my attention.
It said "Hello, how are you on this fine day"
I said I was fine but who are you?
I'm Ned and I'm am startled that you are not running away in fear like all the others.
Ned looked very strange indeed, he was a kind of mummified head in some shiny leather like skin and had legs like a tick that gave him the ability to crawl around under the hedge growth.
But after having a really great talk with Ned the head I discovered that he was a listener and also understood my points and he was amazing with media ideas and because he was so great, I noticed that some of his amazing ideas became famous in my dream and I told people it was Neds idea.
Lots of people wanted to meet Ned but I avoided that because people may judge him for what he looks like.
So as this dream memory is starting to fade away I am writing as much as I can right now to my best ability.
So there may be some gaps in detail.
I remember later that I made a animated video with music and song that would explain Ned the Head to the world.
And before my dream was over, Ned met the world and they worked together to create a body for Ned to walk around in.
It was like seeing a steam punk dressed person.
Ned was really happy with me for giving him a chance, and now he's loved by all.

Now I am awake thinking with my woken mind I am going to try and convert this dream into woken meanings.
It maybe that Ned the head was a representative of my own mind that has been withheld from this world for so long that it represented its self in my dream and used a way that it knew would catch my attention, and as you can see I am writing about it now so it's found away to communicate with me in my dreams.
Also I do feel the same way as Ned in real life, my disability causes me so much distress mentally and physically, (Ned missing limbs and a great mind trapped in a leather tick like body)
That's how I feel in the awoken world.
Maybe it's happening because I need to get my words heard by the world and I am really Ned the head as another way of speaking.
The human mind is more complex than I ever would have known.
If you were to record a video of your self when you are in ya 20s and then record your self in your late 30s and play the video back you will see a shocking thing. It's like the past self does not exist any more and has forever gone, diluted by all of them years experiences and the modern lingo of keeping up with the times, this changes us so much.

The main point here is, Ned the Head is a real person, just another side of my own personality making the most of a opportunity to make himself heard.

I will try paint a picture of Ned and add it here as soon as I can.



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Location:Dream world