So are you done?
Thursday, June 19th, 2008
Its around 730am. I'm all ready to get going to work. And yet I'm sitting at home on my laptop punching this note.
Had a strange dream last night. The few particles of it still remain in the consciousness. There's a glass wall. There are doctors in their gear, face masks and all trying to revive me. I dreamed I'm dying. One nurse asks the doctor to massage my heart a bit longer and see if it would help. Perhaps in the dream my heart has stopped and the doctors are trying to revive it.
Then I see my soul. There is fear. The soul does not want to be dragged upwards in the beam of light. There's a lot ...


