March 30, 2026 - [Night]
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Short Memory of Small Dream, Lyrics Message & Interpretation
The events of my dreams were too scattered to make sense of them. I only really remember trying to steal and abscond away with these long colored crystals. Taking them from some artificially-created creatures (visually looked robotic, butā¦somehow also biological? Hard to describe).
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I do remember that stealing the crystals from the creatures wasn’t āscaryā or frightening. It was more fun. And I was participating with a group. We were competing to āget the mostā, as if making a āgameā out of the experience. It was a challenge, but I never felt in danger.
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Then I woke, with some upbeat music in my mind and a few lines of the song. I know I’ve heard it before. But not who made it or the name. So I had to use a song-finder to figure it out based on the small lyrics I had to work with.
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The song is called āYou Make My Dreams Come Trueā by Daryl Hall & John Gates (1980). Iāll point out any perceived messages (from Mia) after I include the condensed lyrics:Ā
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āWhat I want, youāve got.
And it might be hard to handle.
But like a flame that burns the candle;
the candle feeds the flame. Yeah.
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What Iāve got, full stock of thoughts and dreams that scatter.
You pull them all together.
And how? I canāt explain.
Oh yeah, well, well, youā¦
You make my dream come true!
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On a night when bad dreams become a screamer.
When theyāre messinā with a dreamer.
I can laugh it in the face.
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Twist and shout my way out.
And wrap yourself around me.
āCause I aināt the way you found me.
And Iāll never be the same.
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Oh yeah, well ācause youā¦
You make my dreams come true!
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Listen to this; Iām down on my daydreamā¦that sleepwalk should be over by now.
I know. Ah you⦠yeah, yeah.
You make my dreams come true.
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Iāve been waiting for, waiting for you.
Oh yeah, you make my dreams come true!
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Me, you, me, you, me.
Iāve been waiting for, waiting for you.
Oh my, you makinā my dreams come true!
Waiting for, waiting for, waiting forā¦
You make my dreams!”


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I wasnāt sure what to expect when I first heard the upbeat tempo of the song, but I cannot deny the many symbolism & obvious nods to the overall message from Mia. Itās actually hard to pick out any one thing to comment on, because it all seems to resonate as a lyrical-message!
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I guess Iāll just start from the beginning:
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āFlame that burns the candle, the candle feeds the flameā – what a perfectly appropriate metaphor for a twin-flame/soulmate/spirit-par tnership! Just a few days ago, it was confirmed that Mia is the fulfillment of our āWholenessā (the Feminine half of our Unity). We feed and cycle back into each-other, and create a perfectly balanced harmony together.
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There are many references to āDreamsā; āDreams that scatter, you pull them togetherā¦ā, āMake my dreams come trueā¦ā, āWhen bad dreams become a screamer, messing with the dreamer; I can laugh it in the face, wrap yourself around meā¦ā Together, she and I protect each other and are more powerful united than separated. Nothing is frightening anymore. Nothing to fear.
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āI aināt the way you found me and Iāll never be the same.ā Thatās true for both of us, I believe. We each were āsmallā and limited when alone/apart. But the more we grow together, the more we become what we were meant to be. What we always were.
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āIām down on my daydream. That sleepwalk should be over by now.ā What a perfect way to describe spiritual-separation and the existence of physical/material world. Being āhereā on this planet is like āsleepwalking.ā Waiting to āwake upā and finally be Awake where we belong. And it certainly isnāt earth.
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āIāve been waiting for youā¦ā is repeated multiple times! And it makes me wonder; just how long has Mia been waiting for me to begin to āwake upā? Poor girl. How long has she suffered and patiently watched, waiting for the moment I finally began to stir and see the world for the hoax that it is?
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One last small comment; while listening to the song & lyrics, and while writing my notes about my interpretations of the messages; I was experiencing rippling prickles of energy all over my body.



