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I need help.

Okay, so. If you've ever seen the movie Pay It Forward, you know that Haley Joel Osmond brings a homeless person to his house as a good deed. My dream started off in quite the same way: I bring a homeless man home, and he sets up camp on the side of my house next to the little red Japanese Maple tree.

My mom and dad, who apparently have the urge to garden in the front yard, pay no attention to him while they turn the dry dirt over. My dad had recently cut down some Arbor Vida (fir tree things, like you sometimes see as hedges) and my mom wants to work on the place where we'd recently removed a big bush. All he does is watch them; he is one of those people who you know are wise by looking in their eyes.

So the next day, I go out and there he is, weeding. I ask him "What are you doing?" and he responds with "Helping you." At this point in the dream, I feel like there's something I'm supposed to do -- help him, something -- but I don't do it because I don't know what it is. I go back inside.

Then, the next day, the man is just gone. There's no trace of him whatsoever.

And it starts to rain.

It's not really hard rain, but it's just a constant stream of water from the sky. I'm standing on my front porch, which is a little enclosed space, and look at our yard. Then, all of a sudden, three holes appear where my dad, mom, and the homeless man were working. It's as if the ground just got sucked down. So I look in the hole that my mom had worked in and see that beneath our yard is this huge cavern, with lush green grass on the bottom and a circular pool with deep blue water in it. In comparison to the surface, its colours were intensely vibrant, and I think I could feel warmth coming up from the hole.

So now I look up at the cul-de-sac we live on, and the entire street portion of the cul-de-sac gives way in the same manner as the other three holes. Except, dirty brown water starts to seethe in this hole; I can see it bubbling higher up, and I know that if it flows over the top, something bad will happen. If it flows over the top, the water will rush to our yard and get into the holes.

At this point, I feel the urge to jump down into one of the holes in my yard, but I'm just too scared of falling to go down. I'm standing on the edge, trying to decide whether or not to jump, and the water is just about to spill over the hole in my cul-de-sac when --

My dad wakes me up. D:



This was probably one of the most vivid dreams I've ever had in my life, and I'm really interested to know what it means. If anyone thinks they can provide some sort of insight, I would absolutely love to hear it.

Because ~myrthologie has only 920-something pageviews, here is some of her stunning traditional work.

When your longest night is coming down
When pieces of you hit the ground
When every word they say about you is a lie
When they put your soul up for review
When they’re set on turning every screw
Call on me and I will testify

Let me be your witness
Let me be your witness
Let me be your witness

When no one sees and no one hears
Your secret heart
Your bitter tears
When it feels like you’re just sinking in the sand
When you cant remember who you are
When you wonder how you came this far
Call my name and put me on the stand

Let me be your witness...

To your mystery
To your ecstasy
To the tears you cry
I will testify
To your longest night
To how hard you fight
To your inner light
A higher place
Your grace
To where you are
And to who you’ve been—
Jesus
Jezebel
To your heaven
To your hell
Let me be your witness
Let me be your witness.

To your longest night
To how hard you fight
To your mystery
When your back's against the wall
When you've got no friends at all
(Let me be your witness)
When you've got no friends at all
(Let me be your witness)

Put me on the stand baby,
Put me on the stand baby,
Put me on the stand baby,
Put me on the stand baby.
(Let me be your witness)

Put me on the stand baby,
Put me on the stand baby,
Put me on the stand baby,
Put me on the stand baby.
(Let me be your witness)
(Let me be your witness)

Let me be your witness.
Let Me Be Your Witness ~ Marc Cohn

Weird maxFACT #66: "You're really childish for being 17!" - My sister.

*DeviantsForTheCure <-- Great incentive! I'm so glad to be a part of it.

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