A Dream That Keeps Coming Back
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For over a year now…
I’ve been having a dream that keeps coming back…
They are always different…
but always the same…
I had another one last night…
seems about every two months I dream it…
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Last night I was driving along…
no idea where I was…
or where I was going…
I was just driving…
I pulled up to this small building…
it was a public restroom…
I went inside…
There were no toilets…
no nothing…
Except for two rolls of toilet paper
on the floor…
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So this is where the dream
is about to repeat…
I felt a presence with me…
So I say aloud—
“If you’re here with me…
then move the toilet paper.”
There was a pause…
a few seconds…
As I watched…
The roll of toilet paper
slid slowly across the floor…
for a few feet…
Then it stopped…
It didn’t roll…
it was sitting upright on its end…
it just slid…
As if something invisible
made it happen…
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The feeling I get when this happens…
is hard to explain…
But I experience it
every time…
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So then I say—
“Ok… now move the other one.”
And as I watch…
The other roll of toilet paper
slid across the floor…
Same deal…
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Then I woke up…
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So in these dreams…
I always end up somewhere alone…
But I never feel alone…
There’s always a presence…
There’s always different objects…
And I always say—
“If you’re here with me…
make it move.”
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It Moves When I Ask.
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