As I'm sure you know, dream interpretation is a very personal thing. |
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In last night's dream I saw my name written on a tombstone, but it only had my first name written correctly...the last name was different than my own and there was a middle name there, and I don't have a middle name. The odd thing was that when I saw my name there I didn't freak out or anything, instead I looked closer and noticed there was a basket of flowers on the tombstone with many colorful, beautiful flowers, and I remember thinking "this is so nice, I like it" as if it was something sentimental, held meaning or was some sort of a gift/acknowledgement to me, and I felt a great sense of serenity and peace as I was looking at those flowers. I'm not sure if this will be of any help, but the middle name written on the tombstone was "Kollins," though the last name I remember vaguely, but it was something like "Pollie." |
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Take the highway to the end of the night
Take a journey to the bright midnight
Realms of bliss, realms of light
Some are born to sweet delight
Some are born to sweet delight
Some are born to the endless night.
As I'm sure you know, dream interpretation is a very personal thing. |
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I have to agree that death signifies transition. |
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I'm tired being sorry.
Take the highway to the end of the night
Take a journey to the bright midnight
Realms of bliss, realms of light
Some are born to sweet delight
Some are born to sweet delight
Some are born to the endless night.
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