It's amazing how dreams can be Brought to life. Some have strange meanings and some appear as a pool of thoughts intertwined into a single thought. Then there are dreams that resurrect the memories of a once forgotten life. A destiny, a path, or a nightmare that has occurred whichever maybe the reason there is a reason why that memory has been forgotten and also a reason why they must be resurrected. A force driven into the mind of regret to remind oneself who they really are or once was. Once a Dream becomes to that standard, only then is it a great importance to draw upon it and find the mystery that it holds it so history does not repeat itself.
Such a dream has brought to my attention. A child bought to an altar and shadows surrounded in a circle. Chants from every direction. People smiling and praising a savior to bring peace to a war that many believe would never end. As the ritual was brought to a closing a flash of light covered up the praises, revealing the shadows and laying them all in blood stained clothing. Murderous screams sounded upon the highest peak as flesh ripped from their crushing bones. The light reaches out to the midst of war leaving not a soul living. Peace brought an end to a war but also created graves to those praised its creation.
Such a dream can not be dismissed as meaningless. Powerful dreams hold secrets of one's identity, the missing story of their life. Somewhere in these dreams reveal the missing gap of a life that I have forgotten and possible the truth of why it was kept hidden all these years.