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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Friday, 29 August 2014
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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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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Wednesday, 20 August 2014
Important Message to parents and people who have creative children
So either you are creative or know somebody who shows early signs of creativity.
To a young person, the world of creativity can be such a lonely place as they often hide in silence and pretend to be like everybody else.
Feeling ashamed to admit their needs and often strive through the most important perspectives and creative thoughts and yet they have no access to the creative tools and yet their minds will feel enclosed and trapped.
That is why I am composing this this post, because you have a chance to identify and encourage the Adults of the children the importants of keeping their children equipt with all the tools needed to see them through their growing life.
Here I am composing a list of items from the basic to advanced, the more items you ad to the kit the better chance you will give the child for the future.
- Plenty of white paper
- Pencils, ruler, plenty of pencils including sharpener ect..
- Sound recording device, tape or digital that allows easy and safe storage for future reflection.
- Video recording device, with HDSD memory cards, I recommend a SD storage case with plenty room for lots of cards.
- Filing cabinet for pictures and ideas.
- Instruments of any kind to help promote the creative mind and may inspire Creative writing, and song writing.
- Lego or any toys that promote building or anything where making is involved. This could lead to constructive and inventive ways of thinking.
- Access to Nature and books such as Aztec civilisations ect..to promote Adventurous and ambitious thoughts of other people and places and let them be inspired.
Sunday, 15 June 2014
Burning planets of life
I have had a very vivid few nights sleep on the Framar.
My dreams have been acting as a vivid alternate life mirrored at this one.
The people and places act as my 2nd world in between this one and as I allow my dream to flow freely letting randomness surprise me as I go, curious to what lies in the echoes of my mind and the boundaries of my dream walls membranes, in between the walls is the passageway into other people's dreams, This is how I find my way into other people's dreams and following the stench of other people's fears to find my way to people who need help.
This morning I got up to see my brother Glen off as he walks 9.5 miles to Lincoln to get his train back to Nottingham, But then I laid down a bit and told Siri on my iPhone to give me a 1 hour count down.
He then said you have 60 minutes and counting.
Believe me this was one of my most longest dreamed 60 minutes ever.
I had so many vivid dreams that I woken up a few times to make sure the countdown is still working, and it was still counting down.
I know my dreams were about flying , I was investigating burning balls of light that even for a dream, I could feel the heat from each one.
For a moment I was starting to doubt my own safety at this point.
It wasn't until I went back to sleep again, that I started taking more notice of these very bright balls of burning flames like small suns and I decided not to fear them, and I flew towards the flames, oh my gosh, the heat was really intense, but I knew I was in my dream body and I knew I could handle this.
So I flew right into it, my eyes at the same time were blinded in such a high level of light as I went in,
Then I started to see there was a planet inside with blue seas and beautiful beaches, and a lot of lush green lands creating a very intensively colourful planet. It seems that the flames around the planet, not only gave the planet light, it hidden it with a fiery wall of protection.
I didn't fly right down to the ground as I was so made up from this surprise that I woken up and called it a day. As I needed to go to bardney village to get some food and drink. I am writing this blog in the old Angel inn charging my ipad and drinking strawberry and lime cider.
And I share my dreams with you.
Sorry I haven't blogged in a while, but I am writing a novel called Sunset Dreams. So please follow this blog and you will get a chance to know when by book is to be released.
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My dreams have been acting as a vivid alternate life mirrored at this one.
The people and places act as my 2nd world in between this one and as I allow my dream to flow freely letting randomness surprise me as I go, curious to what lies in the echoes of my mind and the boundaries of my dream walls membranes, in between the walls is the passageway into other people's dreams, This is how I find my way into other people's dreams and following the stench of other people's fears to find my way to people who need help.
This morning I got up to see my brother Glen off as he walks 9.5 miles to Lincoln to get his train back to Nottingham, But then I laid down a bit and told Siri on my iPhone to give me a 1 hour count down.
He then said you have 60 minutes and counting.
Believe me this was one of my most longest dreamed 60 minutes ever.
I had so many vivid dreams that I woken up a few times to make sure the countdown is still working, and it was still counting down.
I know my dreams were about flying , I was investigating burning balls of light that even for a dream, I could feel the heat from each one.
For a moment I was starting to doubt my own safety at this point.
It wasn't until I went back to sleep again, that I started taking more notice of these very bright balls of burning flames like small suns and I decided not to fear them, and I flew towards the flames, oh my gosh, the heat was really intense, but I knew I was in my dream body and I knew I could handle this.
So I flew right into it, my eyes at the same time were blinded in such a high level of light as I went in,
Then I started to see there was a planet inside with blue seas and beautiful beaches, and a lot of lush green lands creating a very intensively colourful planet. It seems that the flames around the planet, not only gave the planet light, it hidden it with a fiery wall of protection.
I didn't fly right down to the ground as I was so made up from this surprise that I woken up and called it a day. As I needed to go to bardney village to get some food and drink. I am writing this blog in the old Angel inn charging my ipad and drinking strawberry and lime cider.
And I share my dreams with you.
Sorry I haven't blogged in a while, but I am writing a novel called Sunset Dreams. So please follow this blog and you will get a chance to know when by book is to be released.
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Location:Queen Street,Lincoln,United Kingdom
Wednesday, 14 May 2014
Monday, 12 May 2014
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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Location:Cornhill,Lincoln,United Kingdom
Monday, 28 April 2014
I am back to story writing but this time I am committed to churning out an epic story like no other.
Sunset Dreams is now finally being created by myself and is going to be the start of a fresh approach to story telling that has a fascinating way of merging scenes that really make you feel like you are spectating every detail. This story has it's emotional elements but don't worry because this story will take your mind on a journey that will have you thinking and smiling or in some cases crying, that is if overwhelmed moments really take you in.
I have now found myself a place and time in an old 1937 Boat with my old mechanical Type writer. Just me, nature, and fine coffee,
Now I will free my mind by writing all them amazing stories that are hard wired to my brain, the only cure is to get them out and share them with the world.
This will be my 1 st book that I am confident would be a great seller to all ages. This story is a Fantasy Adventure that would sure inspire creativity in any person. I am going to work really hard on this book so please support me. If you want to read some of my short stories to have an idea of the kind of Imagination I have then read: coins of Destiny or Destiny is Chocolate. And if you want to help me get published then you can help me by sharing this post.
I will soon have a progress meter to show how far I am into my 1st book. So please show me your support. And I will show you my world.
By Dean Bradford
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Sunset Dreams is now finally being created by myself and is going to be the start of a fresh approach to story telling that has a fascinating way of merging scenes that really make you feel like you are spectating every detail. This story has it's emotional elements but don't worry because this story will take your mind on a journey that will have you thinking and smiling or in some cases crying, that is if overwhelmed moments really take you in.
I have now found myself a place and time in an old 1937 Boat with my old mechanical Type writer. Just me, nature, and fine coffee,
Now I will free my mind by writing all them amazing stories that are hard wired to my brain, the only cure is to get them out and share them with the world.
This will be my 1 st book that I am confident would be a great seller to all ages. This story is a Fantasy Adventure that would sure inspire creativity in any person. I am going to work really hard on this book so please support me. If you want to read some of my short stories to have an idea of the kind of Imagination I have then read: coins of Destiny or Destiny is Chocolate. And if you want to help me get published then you can help me by sharing this post.
I will soon have a progress meter to show how far I am into my 1st book. So please show me your support. And I will show you my world.
By Dean Bradford
- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone
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