An account

I have had numerous reoccurring dreams over the past decades. I tend to hold onto what some may consider nightmares. But I have made efforts to try and retain that information by sharing with personal friends. Many of them have heard my ramblings of the Black House and the more recent above ground cemetery of the dead. I have met and talked to a few family members who have passed and passed their messages onto other members in which the message made some sense to them. I would like to note the martial arts guy whom I have seen there. He is goofy and a prankster. No one comes to visit him though. He seems to appreciate me noticing him. Other projects that I need to write about include a breathing church and a couple other hellions that are products of torment. Not to spill all the beans at once, I want to explore these places further and more importantly record what I find. Lastly, I will make note of the Fields. I am sure that it is not the actual name of the place but more so a name to reference that vision in my life. While the fields does not seem to be a reoccurring dream/nightmare (thank God), but it is an experience that I had when I was extremely sick and delusional. My belief is that I had died for a short period of time. So, the fields is that special place in Hell for some. Again, this is me putting the mind to paper. Not expanding on this now but pushing out important topic that need covered.