When I was a kid I had a dream. Ok, kids have dreams all the time, but this one has fucked with my head my whole life. It was a seriously fucked up dream and I am convinced it was just G-D fucking with me for His own amusement. He never has really liked me although I don't know why.

I was laying in my bed, the top bunk of bunk beds, and this really old looking guy with a long grey beard was standing beside my bed. Well, being a kid I was totally freaked out.

The old guy put his hand out for me to take it, helped me out of bed, and walked me out to the back yard. I can still clearly recall the feel of the air and the smell of the freshly mowed grass that was heavy with dew.

Standing outside I looked up at the old dude and he was looking up at the sky so I did too. I heard this voice that immediately scared the shit out of me and comforted me at the same time. It was a HUGE voice.

The voice talked to me for what seemed to me to be a long time. It told me things, important things. Whatever it was it talked to me about seemed very, very important. At least to a little kid of 4 or 5.

To this day I couldn't even begin to tell you what that voice said. That's the bit that has bugged the shit out me me my entire life. I have always, since that night, felt like I had been told something extremely important but couldn't remember what it was. How distrurbing is that?

The next morning my mother found me sleeping under the picnic table in our backyard. As I was sleeping with leg braces at the time to correct a serious pigeon toe leg alignment problem that I was born with she had no clue how I managed to get out there. Neither do I as I don't recall having any problems walking out there.

A very weird dream that has haunted me my entire life that supposedly contained a very important message that I can't remember. Talk about a mind fuck!

Either it was just a childhood dream or G-D fucking with me for a good laugh. Either way it's screwed with me all my life.