Last night I had an odd, but intrinsically beautiful dream.
I was walking with a friend though many desert hills. We were transporting some sort of large apparatus upward through these hills. By the time we got there, we had pulled it into some sort of courtyard. This courtyard was not that vast. It was black and outlined with windows. These windows where apartments.
Now all the while, on the way to this place, my friend and I were talking about why this had to be. Why we had to build this thing and why what was to happen to me was to happen.
So...we arrived under moonlight, and began building this giant black iron apparatus. It seemed to be made of giant heavy carved crosses. I put in a very large bolt that worked like a cotter pin into the base of the cross to hold it erect. These crosses made sort of a crown around the center cross which looked large enough to actually tie a human too. This huge structure had steps for many to come up and see the center cross.
While we worked, I began to sing... It was a song of my own creation. Then later my partner began to sing the song with me... Then a voice from the window joined in. Then more and more... Until all the windows were filled with singing people. Some came down to greet me and join in on the singing of my song. They sounded like a beautiful harmonizing choir. They smiled as they sang. It brought joy to their hearts. The laughed and smiled and sang strong and triumphantly.
Some where crying. Unsure if they were tears of joy or sorrow. Some where friends of mine. One brought down a picture, drawn poorly in crayon by her son with a picture of a crucified man signed "Please don't leave us" and it was addressed to me.
I was to die later...to be mounted on that center cross and to leave the people with a song in their hearts.
After the song and crucifixion, the people left... and I was alone to stare up unto the sky as my black cross held me high in the air, the song resonating in my heart.
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