Katya
September 11th, 2004, 03:21 AM
okay.. i'm 15. john lennon died 9 years before i was born. i've been raised with his and his former bandmate's songs. the majority these dreams came to me a while back, but suprisingly, it just now hit me today that i really really wanted to meet this man, and his life ended before mine was even though of. this saddens me greatly. my mom got to meet and chat with george harrison and the one beatle i'd give my soul to talk to is gone forever.
anyway, i want to tell you guys about the dreams i've been having off and on.
the first one, about a year ago, he came to me for the first time ever. didn't have his trademark glasses on, and he had an elvis-style haircut, along with a leather jacket. i felt a extremely strong sexual connection at first. he told me a lot of things, most of them surprisingly personal. he told me the world was one, the whole human race were idiots and that if you try hard enough, you can taste the thoughts that are coming out of someone else's head. i asked him a bunch of questions i can't remember and he answered most of them, some of them with one answer: "it is being." i thought this really odd, but he didn't explain. he also smiled a bunch. i asked him who his one true love was, answered with, "it is being." after the questions, he then kissed me on the cheek and told me, "learn to be yourself in time. it's easy." he winked at me and walked away.
the second dream i had a few months ago. i met either his daughter that he never had or one of his sons.. i'll just say his son. he had blonde hair. i met him at school, and came over to his house many times, never seeing his parents, at first. he came over to the house i was living in, in the back of a van. his mother got out, blonde hair. the boy must be julian, then, i realised. the driver got out of the van and it was john. his appearance was different.. he had the all-to-familiar tree-hugging hippie look. he came straight to me and hugged me, saying, "welcome back young friend." and passed me a joint! after smoking quite a bit of herb, he told me again the world is indeed as one, and the whole human race was "steam in a juju pot" as he said it. i don't remember seeing julian or his mother after that. he hugged me again, and told me, "there will be an answer soon." again he winked at me, then he walked away.
after that dream, i was freaked out a little bit. not only did i dream of him twice, but in both dreams he acted as though i was a close friend of his, and talked to me like we had never parted before.
the third dream came to me the other night. i was in a dark room, and someone was chanting, "jai guru deva, om." over and over again to my right. a lamp turns on in the background somwhere and john is sitting there, strumming on a guitar. all the sudden, he was playing norweigan wood, but the only thing he would sing was, "jai guru deva, om." every once in a while. it was really odd sounding, but it worked for some reason. i started feeling insecure and scared in the middle of nowhere. i mean, really traumatized sadness. i started crying, and he stopped playing, stood up and hugged me for some time. he whispered in my ear part of one of my favorite songs.
"who put claws in you my friend? into your heart i will beat again."
and it hit me extremely hard, so hard my heart hit the ground running. i just sat there, crying, but he sat with me the whole time and shushed me. this has to be by far the closest i've come to him so far in my dreams. the last thing i remember before i woke up was him falling asleep, both of us huddled together on a big bean bag.
they've been much more weird then i described, but i don't really know how to put the feeling he gave me into words.
anyway, i want to tell you guys about the dreams i've been having off and on.
the first one, about a year ago, he came to me for the first time ever. didn't have his trademark glasses on, and he had an elvis-style haircut, along with a leather jacket. i felt a extremely strong sexual connection at first. he told me a lot of things, most of them surprisingly personal. he told me the world was one, the whole human race were idiots and that if you try hard enough, you can taste the thoughts that are coming out of someone else's head. i asked him a bunch of questions i can't remember and he answered most of them, some of them with one answer: "it is being." i thought this really odd, but he didn't explain. he also smiled a bunch. i asked him who his one true love was, answered with, "it is being." after the questions, he then kissed me on the cheek and told me, "learn to be yourself in time. it's easy." he winked at me and walked away.
the second dream i had a few months ago. i met either his daughter that he never had or one of his sons.. i'll just say his son. he had blonde hair. i met him at school, and came over to his house many times, never seeing his parents, at first. he came over to the house i was living in, in the back of a van. his mother got out, blonde hair. the boy must be julian, then, i realised. the driver got out of the van and it was john. his appearance was different.. he had the all-to-familiar tree-hugging hippie look. he came straight to me and hugged me, saying, "welcome back young friend." and passed me a joint! after smoking quite a bit of herb, he told me again the world is indeed as one, and the whole human race was "steam in a juju pot" as he said it. i don't remember seeing julian or his mother after that. he hugged me again, and told me, "there will be an answer soon." again he winked at me, then he walked away.
after that dream, i was freaked out a little bit. not only did i dream of him twice, but in both dreams he acted as though i was a close friend of his, and talked to me like we had never parted before.
the third dream came to me the other night. i was in a dark room, and someone was chanting, "jai guru deva, om." over and over again to my right. a lamp turns on in the background somwhere and john is sitting there, strumming on a guitar. all the sudden, he was playing norweigan wood, but the only thing he would sing was, "jai guru deva, om." every once in a while. it was really odd sounding, but it worked for some reason. i started feeling insecure and scared in the middle of nowhere. i mean, really traumatized sadness. i started crying, and he stopped playing, stood up and hugged me for some time. he whispered in my ear part of one of my favorite songs.
"who put claws in you my friend? into your heart i will beat again."
and it hit me extremely hard, so hard my heart hit the ground running. i just sat there, crying, but he sat with me the whole time and shushed me. this has to be by far the closest i've come to him so far in my dreams. the last thing i remember before i woke up was him falling asleep, both of us huddled together on a big bean bag.
they've been much more weird then i described, but i don't really know how to put the feeling he gave me into words.