Yor Ryeter

Posts Tagged ‘Fantasy’

[1: 1,626 of 10,000] One Magical Dream

In Journal on October 21, 2015 at 11:28 PM

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I woke up amazed because I dreamt that I was in a fantastical world like the unsunken and not lost Atlantis City. I saw a parade with different creatures that don’t look abnormal at all until I woke up and realised that it was such a magical and truly a beautiful world. I was with my new colleagues, in a new restaurant, and enjoying the whole experience.

I tried to find out the meaning of the dream but I end up to some gibberish interpretations that I am probably into spiritual transcendance or my truth that I have my own world. My slow adaptation at the work place makes me dig deeper into my inner strength with God’s soothing comfort that everything will be all right.

I wonder what will I dream tonight? 😀

[1: 1,261 of 10,000] A Strong Man

In Article on January 4, 2014 at 10:09 PM

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I could fall in love with a strong man.

Literally, someone who can carry me effortlessly in a long winding stairs romantically.

A man who can stand with his words and got the courage to fight for what is certainly right.

He has muscles that doesn’t boast but used when absolutely needed.

A man whose strength defies all egos for being a gentleman.

Yep! Probably one of the qualities I am looking for a real man.

[1: 1,018 of 10,000] My Innermost Fear

In Journal on May 13, 2013 at 12:00 AM

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He wanted in to my life but I am so afraid that if I let him I will fall in love all over again. I don’t know what he’s thinking but my gut feeling says he’s trying to lure me – all for his advantage.

I can’t let it happen because I wanted to be in control; to be fooled will never be an option and yet restraining myself to this closeness just left me in a loop of drama.

My heart gently sways with the quiet room. I am wishing for a real good dream to happen where fantasy could comfort my shouting urges. I wanted to escape my fear that blatantly hunts me in the face.

I don’t understand what this state explains. I don’t know if it will ever have a special purpose or a good reason eventually. I drown myself with the music that plays in my head, without a direction, just moving and living.