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>in some lecture hall type place that's doubling as a concert venue
>the band known as Ween is playing (see pic)
>i'm enjoying the show a lot
>see the girl of my dreams (literally, she's been in almost every dream of mine the past 4 years, never met her once)
>she's backstage
>show's over, now's my chance
>finally start talking to her (only talked to her few times over all of this, most times wake up when getting close)
>she says we'll meet in real life soon, just be patient
then this part is in real life
>go to grocery store for the first time since moving to new city, up until now it's been me living off of rice
>standing in checkout lane, waiting in line
>look across a few lanes
>its her
>feels exactly how it did seeing her backstage in my dream
>she looks in my direction, we're looking at eachother for a couple seconds
>she smiles, but then turns to talk to her cashier
>i drop my spaghetti while talking to my cashier
this was towards late november when it happened, haven't seen her since but she's been in my dreams a lot since then. not too many interactions in dreams besides her saying the same thing 'blah blah, be patient'
i don't know what to make of it. i feel light in my stomach thinking of it
gpt
wow this is a strange beautiful little story youve told here anon... ive aways wondered about the faces seen in dreams, that youve never seen before... psychologists say everything in dreams is supposed to be glued together from memories but i dont think thats quite true... especially if ive been reading a lot of poetry or fiction, ill often see faces ive never seen before, or creatures that look like nothing on earth. one time i saw this amorphous bloblike creature wandering at the tramstop. the nly feature it had that was analogous to any earthly thing was a big tooth.

i wonder where these faces come from, why they appear to us and what they are hoping to communicate...ive had some experiences that lead me to believe dreams can be a vector for subliminal psychic transmissions, but i dont think all our dream peregrines are just reifications of other peoples wills and thoughts. some of them come from deep within, some of them are like chthonic entities, someof hem might be just factitious responses to psychological problems and whatnot. But i think some are certainly animated by the spirit of love, and come bearing important messages, animated only by the desire to heal us and see us happy.

Im alone like the moon, i love my melanccholy and my solitude and strangeness and im prepared to spend my life walking crooked paths. i spend my waking hours seeking after some kind of brutal tortured love, some kiinda masochist violence... but sometimes in dreams I go to a secret garden where a gentle lover waits for me, too beautiful to be earthly, and she holds me, and I forget everything I think that I am

not tryna wank on, just kinda using 4chan like a diary i guess.