Dream Journal - 08/03/22

They say that dreams are only real as long as they last. Couldn't you say the same thing about life?

I'm both amazed and terrified about how real my emotions feel in dreams. I died and experienced it. I was hiding with some people and they were bombing our city, we knew (and saw) we were gonna die in seconds, no way to avoid it, and in my body I could feel every little particle dessintegrating at a normal speed although I knew it was a split of a second. An instant. And my mind was ready to accept my end even though it was devastating, I had accepted my fate and was now happy to know what awaited me after this. I said, "it's okay, now I will finally know what's after" If only I could come back and tell them all.... "It's okay, I've lived my life, I did my purpose", "I love you!" I kept blurting repeatedly to the people holding me. I meant it, I know it didn't change anything, but it was my goodbye.

In the moment during I was suddenly aware of every little particle of my body, the kinetic energy rising, my whole body and its entropy, a magical combustion. And then ?

It happened again, in a different scenario, another bomb, same feeling again, nothing to do except surrender your fear and smile. There's nothing more to fight when you know you are dying, just experiencing as slow as you can the fastest and last thing that will happen to you , whatever you're feeling will be over in a matter of milliseconds.

What about your money? What will be of it?

Certainly you won't use it where you are going. Too late for that.