10012012- The Dream Of Seven7?I had a dream this day, of many dreams within dreams, but one dream was more vivid then the rest though it was short and to the point. To what it means I do not know but I woke up sad and almost in tears. It was of me standing in my livingroom and a woman sitting in the couch in front of me, but it was not my mother but a woman that looked like her. That woman was knitting while she sat down. She did not look at me but she only said to me, 'We will be going out soon and we will make a stop along the way. We will be letting go of Seven7, she is getting old and may pass away soon." I know of no one known as Seven7, even showed the words and letter in that manner. Though my mind concluded that it was my matriarchal cat that lives with my family, my cat's name is Lika, not Seven7. So why is it that the name is attributed to my cat, as I assume it may have been, yet has the weight of someone or something so profound that I would wake up feeling very sorrowful. Who is "Seven7"? I couldn't sleep there-after and it was only 5:00am.
Now I must keep that pain in, that feeling of sorrow, of loss and such it up in order to smile at least once this day. I feel I lost something, whether it was within that dream, last night, or at some point within the span of last week and this week. Seven Seven... Two weeks ... and I'm brought down to my knees. ... Only time will tell.
On another note...
A revelation came to me last night as I lay admiring the duel screen monitors that have recently been installed and large amounts of upgrades. There is a reason why I still think about this image...
In metu et in fide...in amore et in morte,