From: nomail@nbnet.nb.ca   
      
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   In this dream I was in spirit, looking at myself, dressed like I usually do   
   when I go out for good time. I am with a bouquet of red flowers and I am   
   entering the lobby of some kind of a sacred place. In this lobby there is a   
   small altar that is more like an antique column located on the right side of   
   an entrance that gives into the main room of the building. This column is   
   short, just  as high as an altar and it's white in color; this column is   
   also positioned against a wall were I have a feeling there is a presence of   
   the Virgin Mary. Whatever was there that is not there anymore I know it made   
   the wall to be a sacred wall, but it really feels like a picture is missing   
   from the wall and that only that little rectangular area is the most sacred   
   one (anyway, maybe it's not an important detail). So, I am walking straight   
   toward that column and I am like, one time in the spirit and one time in the   
   body (I shift in and out). I pass by a man who is like a bigger figure than   
   I am (in my body) and he says, with kind voice, something like, "come on, do   
   you know that if you bring flowers to a girl she will forgive you?".   
   I am kind of exhausted by the comment of this man and by the action that I   
   am doing and I go like, "hhhaaa!" like blowing out a breath of air as if I   
   am desperate about something, almost like I am losing my vital energy. Than   
   I reach this altar/column thing and I go on my knees and begin to meditate.   
      
   This dream came after a post I did lately.   
   Flowers? Flowers only? What about "I love you?"   
      
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   Thought I try harder and harder to give good advice every day   
   I understand everyday a bit more that without love I am unable to go on;   
   that without love I am not willing to go anywhere;   
   that without love I am loosing direction; that without love I am loosing my   
   will to forgive and forget.   
   Without love I am lost in that maze of complexity that I don't want to know.   
   But when I come to love I breath again, I live again, I hope again...even if   
   I love for a day,   
   even if I let it go for an hour...in that time...in that precious time, I   
   know...and I feel...   
   and I believe again that with love, with true love I can achieve more and we   
   can achieve more.   
   In that time I know again that love will do no wrong; that love is perfect   
   and that to be perfect is to love.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)