The dream I had on the night of 09/24/2013 was very disturbing.
It was simply a single, sharp gunshot sound. GunShot Sound
The image in my dream played out the act of violently ripping out a piece of a gentle, gray, rolling, ethereal fabric I felt bound to.
The day after the dream I wondered if my subconscious was trying to show me how violent killing someone with a gun really is at the subconscious level of existence.
My subconscious seemed to be trying to show me what it sees/feels when someone is killed by a bullet.
There appears to be a delicate fabric of subconscious existence binding all living, conscious entities together.
When a conscious life form is violently torn out of existence by a gunshot a piece of this living, subconscious fabric is ripped out of existence.
My subconscious demonstration using the sound of a single gunshot shook me to the core.
It was simply a single, sharp gunshot sound. GunShot Sound
The image in my dream played out the act of violently ripping out a piece of a gentle, gray, rolling, ethereal fabric I felt bound to.
The day after the dream I wondered if my subconscious was trying to show me how violent killing someone with a gun really is at the subconscious level of existence.
My subconscious seemed to be trying to show me what it sees/feels when someone is killed by a bullet.
There appears to be a delicate fabric of subconscious existence binding all living, conscious entities together.
When a conscious life form is violently torn out of existence by a gunshot a piece of this living, subconscious fabric is ripped out of existence.
My subconscious demonstration using the sound of a single gunshot shook me to the core.
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