I'll describe it as much as I can. So a couple of months ago, I had a dream that I was lost in this thick, green forest. After a while of trudging through the vines in branches I come across this path. This path goes towards this area that's a dead end but it was beautiful, filled with flowers and butterflies around. Then the other part of the path led to this old, abandoned house. Out from the dead end Ian Astbury from The Cult comes out of nowhere. He looked beautiful, his skin was pale but it sparkled in the sunlight. His eyes, due to the sunlight were a gorgeous hazel-green colour. He's wearing a fur hat, some black leather pant and he's carrying around and drinking from a vodka bottle. He's smiling a lot for some reason. He notices me and walks over and puts his arm around me and asked "What do you want to do with your life?". I thought for a moment and told him "I want to be either a fencer, an artist, a poet or a musician." He pulled me even closer to him, then said "Music was my love, until some demons that came along with it tore me down." Then I woke up thinking "That would be some good advice, but what does it mean?

If anyone could interpret this, I would greatly appreciate it. You can e-mail me at spiritwalker.rain@yahoo.com