Yes I had that dream about Arnold Schwarzenegger, strange again I had another dream about another celebrity.
If I'm not mistaken, the dream appeared black and white, like an old movie yes. I was in a room, maybe I was outside first...and I think the reason that got me into the room was after knowing there was a spirit haunting the place. An angry spirit...which I heard was trashing around.
I ran into the room, I told the only guy in there about it that we had to get the hell out of there as soon as possible because the spirit was on its way. The guy, whoever it was..was playing the role of being my friend. He was shocked and speechless, unable to make a move.
Suddenly something trashed into the room, this spirit appeared like a normal person, but not just any person, it was the legendary Bruce Lee himself. He was frustrated, unhappy, distracted, angry as he stumbled towards the mirror and looked at himself with his forearm resting against the mirror and his head against his forearm, he frowned and sighed. How frustrated he was, it freaked me out as I told my friend to let's get out of there right there and then as this spirit could beat the hell out of us at any moment now!
And we got out, or I woke up I am not sure...I regretted for not going and talking to Bruce Lee, asking him what was his problem and not bothered about having to fight him, at least I would have known what it would have felt like fighting Bruce Lee or let's just say being destroyed by him.
Hmm, another strange dream indeed.
If I'm not mistaken, the dream appeared black and white, like an old movie yes. I was in a room, maybe I was outside first...and I think the reason that got me into the room was after knowing there was a spirit haunting the place. An angry spirit...which I heard was trashing around.
I ran into the room, I told the only guy in there about it that we had to get the hell out of there as soon as possible because the spirit was on its way. The guy, whoever it was..was playing the role of being my friend. He was shocked and speechless, unable to make a move.
Suddenly something trashed into the room, this spirit appeared like a normal person, but not just any person, it was the legendary Bruce Lee himself. He was frustrated, unhappy, distracted, angry as he stumbled towards the mirror and looked at himself with his forearm resting against the mirror and his head against his forearm, he frowned and sighed. How frustrated he was, it freaked me out as I told my friend to let's get out of there right there and then as this spirit could beat the hell out of us at any moment now!
And we got out, or I woke up I am not sure...I regretted for not going and talking to Bruce Lee, asking him what was his problem and not bothered about having to fight him, at least I would have known what it would have felt like fighting Bruce Lee or let's just say being destroyed by him.
Hmm, another strange dream indeed.
, but do you have any idea what happened to that thread that you started a little while back about that fake pastor? It seems to have dissappeared.