The Posts On My Dash Are Talking To Each Other

I have had these dreams since I was about 4 years old, yes! Not quite nameable very awful energy.

Do you ever dream of the bad place? I can't really explain it but that's what I call these weird spaces or rooms in my dreams where I can just feel the most menacing, evil, dangerous atmosphere that makes me afraid to come closer or even wakes me up from fear, or I'm screaming in my sleep. These spaces often look normal and realistic, just a regular basement or building, they usually feature some kind of door too. It's just so surreal because in dreams you forget that what you see is not real, so suddenly feeling this eerie vibes from a room or door makes the evil seem so material and clear. Ever since my childhood I've been dreaming about the same places over and over and my worst fear is that one day I'll find them in real life and feel this dread then too. But maybe I would open the door, I'm just so desperately curious to know what kind of terror is so bad, it's finding its way into my dreams. I want to know what's there. And I want to know if I'm the only one who has these dreams.

Portrait of Kosovar-Romani bride from the Elmaz family in Prizren, Kosovo, 1987. Photo by: @janet.reineck

Warming up this morning with a little noodle dragon

Joaquín Sorolla y Bastida - Clotilde in the beach (detail)

Forest Lake with Water Lilies in Bloom and Numerous Insects, c.  1869.

Anthonore Christensen, (Danish, 1849 - 1926) 

When you've fawned your whole life and don't really know who your authentic self is and if that really excists. Also all those repressed feelings of anger and frustrations coming out... oh well, one small bit of self at the time I guess :)

maidens if you are going to flee dramatically from my castle in the middle of the night once i reveal my true nature to you please leave your candelabra on the little ledge by the portcullis we are running out of them