My dreams tell me I have a life in another dimension. My dreams are of my life and what I was and what I would've been if I didn't leave home. But that is for another time. This experience is to talk about my brother from a different life and dimension.
This is how the dream usually goes:
I will fall asleep, tired from a days work of things spiritual. I would go to sleep like any other day not expecting a thing out of place (I am explaining this as the first time this dream came to me). I would appear in a golden clearing in a forest that is shining with golden light. I'd try and walk around but it would be impossible. My feet are stuck to the ground, not like glue... But as if people are holding my legs down. Then I begin to be engulf by a black flame... And the golden clearing arises in smoke and flames. And then the surrounding would suddenly turn black. I would change into my real form... White as a sheet, irises as black as the starry night, and jet black hair with streaks of white that go down to the floor. And my brother from another life (his description is the same as mine except his hair is usually in a loose pony tail and he only had one streak of silver in his hair).
And this is what he said (I can't remember word for word so don't criticize me!):
"Hello my little caged bird. How has your miserable life in your little cage been? And to warn you yet again, you cannot escape this cage of imprisonment! And if you ever do escape... I will hunt you down yet again and rip your wings off! Your song (he is referring to my soul) will be mine and only mine!"
And then I would wake up... Like I usually do to those nightmares.
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I've always been a guardian in some way or another, I know for sure I can help. To be honest, my "soul name" is Shaolin, a benevolent being who fights for the greater good, a sort of mercenary, but refuses to harm others.