I was in a building standing by a regular exit door. There was a posting by the door, it read “Do not go out this door unless it is your time to die”. I thought, must be some kind of silly posting and did not think much more of it at that point in time.

Soon thereafter 3 persons came to the door where I was still standing. I was given the impression that they required assistance in some manner so I enquired “Do you need my help?”, I do believe they nodded their heads as to say yes. So smart, and ever helpful, old me followed the one seemingly familiar being out the door.

I was the last one out the door, as the door closed behind me I remembered the sign I had read and went to grab the door just in case. Oh well, too late, the door had already clicked shut.

After turning away from the locked door I noticed there were only the 2 beings left, the one which had seemed familiar was nowhere in sight, OMG. After a couple of seconds under the moonlight glow outside the door I realized their skin was a translucent blue colour. When they observed me looking at them with foreboding they let out preternatural scream... and then I woke up.

I contemplate, shall I willingly go back to this dream and see how it progresses?

Don't get me wrong here, they were not scary looking in any way shape or form. While on the inside of the door they appeared fully human and I would even go as far as saying they were pleasant looking. The only difference outside of the door is that they were a translucent blue, but they did look scary when they let out their dreadful claiming scream.

Call this a bit of a Journal. No more long, drawn out stories. Well now, it's just going to be random thoughts. It may make sense to some and then it may not, but it will be what it will be.

​I'm not going to call it a daily Journal because I am not able to do this daily, it will be whatever it will be.
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My latest obsession is with Pokémon Go. There will be the Eevee event coming up this weekend, starting Aug 11th for 3 hours, noon to 3pm and also on the 12th, noon the 3pm as well. Enough said for now. 

Mebby came to a period in life where it was felt that the impending end of time in the physical body would someday arrive. There seems to be no way around it and no grand way to make it more agreeable. Not in fear of passing over but wondering why there was not much more to experience in this lifetime?

There is many a time when we think some dates take forever to arrive, but as we grow older we realize that they passed by far too fast. We seem to have no happy medium, we tend to want what we cannot have… but there has to be more to the grand scheme of things.

Are we just an overgrown chimpanzee that got a bit smarter? Or should I say, at least some of the chimps seem to have gained a bit of knowledge. If I throw a banana at an angry driver will he/she just shut up and go away? Or should I lay the banana peaceably on their doorstep, or send it with a bouquet of flowers as well?

The title as it appears, not to be taken literally. The Earth is not a star, it is a planet and the sun is a star, so we’re told. Thus being, we are a planet, revolving around said star. Round, round we go and when and where it stops no one truly knows. Is this the same in life, any upheaval and we call it wind upon the stars, or simply the trials and tribulations of life?

There is much talk, perhaps you are not aware of this talk but, perhaps there are those that know more than you or I, as to our meaning in life. Are we all as an ant upon a mound of dirt? Are there those within the colony who have more meaning?

When we go to sleep at night, we often go without too much thought other than to sleep. In today’s technological age we are much like a computer, soaking up information throughout the day. You sleep and dreams bring to you events that you never even consciously thought about during the day. You wake in wonder as to how these dreams can occur and is there a grand reason as to why these dreams took place?

Is there something from your past that needs to be reconciled, or is it a reminder to keep you aware? It goes farther than that, is the dream a warning to say what will come and that all is not forgotten? It truly makes you wonder at the workings of the human mind. You mind does wander on the many possibilities of what it could all mean.

Sometimes we are left to wonder on the how and why of it all. We often walk blindly where a seeing man would not dare go. We can at times think that we are immune to that which ails the world but we need to stop and think again. We are here, just as all others are here, this in itself means that they can reach us if they so desire.

This is not to say that we must live in fear, for fear is not a place to dwell in. In that we must prepare ourselves for anything that can occur, be ready when the dark shall come knocking at your door. Be ready and have your place reserved on high.

There were many beautiful songs written, as if they were written by the Angels up above. Let’s start with I will carry you and then Flying Without Wings, giving hope to help lift our weary souls. I suggest you go and listen, turn it up loud enough to drown out all that brings you down. Remember, there are those that still have a heart and the rest you must walk away from.

We find ourselves in situations where all seems impossible but hold on, and remember that God stands beside you. Do not forget who you are and don’t let bad life experiences turn you into a person that you do not want to be. I know it is easy to say and a lot harder to do, but just try.

With another year nearly gone and Christmas 2012 drawing near are we going to do anything differently this year? Some would ask the question, are we even going to make it to December 25th, if you go according to what they say in regards to the Mayan Calendar. Are you going to give a bit more in case there isn’t another chance, are you going to do anything different at all?

Some of us are not able to give gifts that require cash and then some of us can. If we cannot give a new present from the store, we can still give of ourselves. We can also go through some of the items we no longer use and offer them up to strangers so that they can give to those that they love.

Will anyone remember me 100 years from now is a question that I often ask myself. It seems to be a standard pattern of thought while aging that we begin to wonder… will anyone remember that I even existed.  Shall I plant a capsule and hope that someday, someone in the future will happen to find it? Shall I paint fantastical creatures to lead them to believe that we co-existed?

How different will the world be 100 years from now and will the lives that we now lead seem archaic to those that look back upon us? Will they even care? Does it just stop after our body ceases to exist or will we someday return to a different body and try again? All questions that we do not have answers for and I am left to wonder after we leave these bodies, will we have the answers then?

Isn’t that a beautiful quote? I have a friend down in Northern California who is unemployed, and has been now for two years.  He works odd jobs for friends down there when he can; he has food stamps and he seems to just get by each and every month, hanging on by his fingernails at times, but hanging on nonetheless.

I was sharing emails with him yesterday, and he wished me a Happy Thanksgiving, and I did the same to him, and I asked him how his spirits were, with the holidays and no chance of a traditional meal with family.  He said that all was well….that life was good…and he was volunteering down at the Shelter and would be serving meals to the homeless on Thanksgiving Day.