So I've had a bunch of dreams lately about dying. Last nights involved Dave injecting me with something as he was my anesthesiologist as I was going into surgery. But he didn't sedate me enough I was awake as this asian guy operated on me. Then somehow the next day in my dream I was playing bass for P.O.D in a concert but didn't know any chords to their music.
Hehhhhh?!?!?
Where did that come from?
P.O.D?!?! What is this, 1997??
And a bass player?
(Ok, maybe occasionally at church when I'm needed to, and don't tell Steve, but I use a pick..)
3 comments:
this is similar to your Todd Bentley dream. God is speaking, it's just you gotta ask for what He is saying!
a pick?!?!?!?!? Sacrlege!!!!!!
Dude, what kind of pizza have you been eating before bed? Those are some messed up dreams!
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