When People Run Away

I encountered a dream last January. There was this man and he appeared to be like a professor. At least he thought he was. He had all his books and papers in front of him on a table. He was speaking as if to a large crowd. In front of the man were rows and rows of chairs. The chairs were all empty, yet the man continued with his speech as if all the chairs had people sitting in them. The man was speaking and teaching to empty chairs. It was only a dream.


What colors does your character and personality give off? Are you a beautiful rainbow or a headache? Are your colors full or transparent? Do people like you or put up with you? Do people enjoy you or walk away wondering if you're all there. Do you see yourself as beautiful colors while others see you as colorless?

Independant

A Song of degrees of David. Behold, how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity!

It is like the precious ointment upon the head, that ran down upon the beard, even Aaron's beard: that went down to the skirts of his garments;

As the dew of Hermon, and as the dew that descended upon the mountains of Zion: for there the LORD commanded the blessing, even life for evermore.

ERP