Every night I am dreaming of traveling the world as a singer, and its a lot easier than having to carry paints and canvas everywhere. I am guessing that I am just putting painting on hold, because I cant imagine ever not wanting to paint ever again. I keep letting other people arrange to have me meet various limo drivers, ship drivers, and always end up sleeping in the most elaborately well designed palaces that blow my mind. The palace I remember before last night was filled with a rave (in a large central ballroom) full of happy light beings. There were no dark people.... only light beings filled with positive energy and kindness. The space was huge and contemporary, built in the side of a mountain, high in the mountains, overlooking the sea, surrounded by clean lush healthy tropical jungle. Last night the palace was old English/Italian/French style with some modern updates. It was very feminine, with lots of interesting hand made glass tiles hanging all around the front door , connected by thick black wires, almost like a mosaic but there was air in between each tile and only wire held them together. The tiles were many different shades of navy blue and purple, with white accents. Big white oval shaped curved marble staircases.............. and for some reason this palace was filled with a family and they all treated me like I was a long lost family member that they thought they had lost and I wasnt sure if they thought I was somebody else or what but I loved it all so much so I just pretended like I remembered them for fun...(there was one lady though who knew that I was me and she just guided me around in order to help me find everything properly ) ...everyone I met there looked like my twin with the exact same bone structure etc.....my room was all pink everything and it was massive..... overlooking a huge ornate garden below with an oval shaped terrace..... facing the west. #inspiration
Posted on: Sun, 30 Mar 2014 22:13:36 +0000
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