A dream. My brother in the Vietnam war. I felt shame I didn't serve. I was young still in school. However, everyone I had grown up with did. They were conscripted. They fought they suffered they came back with wounds seen, and unseen. As my mother said: "They took my son and sent back a stranger."
They told me all in their way that I was well out of it. If they could they'd have stayed home too. My sense of betrayal remained. Not country but to them.
Till that dream.
I was with my brother. We were in the war. Just he, and I out in the open. My brother John was calmly explaining how to stay alive. How to tell if gun fire was coming towards you or moving away. I had wanted to be with John to help him get back alive. However, here he was tutoring 'me' to do the same.
I loved him.
He pointed out trip wires ...mines. Some hidden in trees just above head level. He said as to how they "...really hated them fuckers." Mortars coming down. Their screams visceral. John said that so long as you can hear them you're okay. If not you either die or you don't. On que the screaming stopped. John said, "...this is how we die."
There was no explosion no death.
The dream morphed as they do to other places other times.
I had shared my brother's war. Now I knew some small piece of it. We went our ways.
Maybe sometimes we can speak with the dead through dreams, and they with us. I wouldn't want to get involved in necromancy, but this dream sounds like basically a good one.
ReplyDeleteThe reporter John Rappoport once attended a diplomatic gathering where he met a woman who worked for the Soviet government. Her job was to debrief cosmonauts who had just returned from space missions. He asked her what sort of experiences they reported, and she replied: paranormal ones. "Like, what sort of paranormal experiences?", he asked her. She replied: "talking with dead relatives." Apparently, American astronauts have also had strange experiences up there. It seems that when you leave the gravity well, things can get seriously different.
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As I say I don't know how this works. Becoming aware of and even conversing with the departed. I just know it happens. "...every family every individual has a story". Wonders all around us.
ReplyDeleteAs for off world seeings and knowings. I've read about these. While standing on the Moon. One of the lunar astronauts had a vision of the lander and buggy as if it were thousands of years hence. A layer of micro dust had settled on them. That and the earth had a faint ring.
Other stories have surfaced. Getting out of the Gravity Well may open senses we aren't overtly aware of...yet. This may not be metaphysics but solid science we just don't understand yet.