06-22-2008, 04:20 AM
Last night I dreamt:
My pal and I were in this big mall shopping. We got lots of stuff and we were both really excited (Typical girl stuff). When we got to the cashier I handed her my card and apparently it was not working. My stuff had already been packed in red and white bags and I felt like just grabbing it and running. The cashier lady was looking at me funny like I was broke or something. I told her I was sure I wasn’t broke so she should try again.
She tried but still it was not working. I told her maybe it was because I stored it together with my keys and phone and flash disk thats why it wasn’t working. I tried to explain that maybe that had interfered with the electromagnetic stuff etc etc. She retorted that it doesn’t work like that. Well my security card at work does! She scribbled some numbers on a paper card and excused herself from the cash machine. I tried to peep at what she had scribbled. It appeared like digits of sixes. The queue was very long by now and people where getting impatient.
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Then all of a sudden I saw my pal and I walking in tao. We had the red and white bags with us and we were swinging them in our hands as we talked. There was some guy walking behind us. It seems he was listening in on our conversation. He started making cat calls and we decided to ignore him. We didn’t even look back instead we hastened our steps.
We took a bend somewhere and all of a sadden tao went quiet! One could hear a pin drop. It was like even the sun got dimmer. And it was disserted. Then military people came from nowhere dressed in those combat clothes of theirs complete with the shields and helmet hats. They were all running toward my pal and I. they pointed their huge guns at us and told us to raise our hands. We were so scared we dropped our shopping and raised them hands high. It was like we had entered a twilight zone of sorts.
Then they ordered us to lie face fast on the ground. As soon as our tumbos hit the ground one of them came running to frisk us. I guess they were checking whether we were armed. My heart was in my mouth by then. That man was so rough!!! I started yelling and protesting. I told them that under the law a man cannot search a woman’s body. I demanded to have a female officer frisk us!! I told them they were violating our rights!! They didn’t listen.
I was facing the other side so I couldn’t see how my pal was frisked. When the guy was satisfied I had no weapon he started feeling my pulse. Funny thing he felt it behind my knee. So he lifted my skirt and stuck a finger under my boots to feel the back of my knee. Then he felt my wrists then he felt my neck. This time he was so gentle it felt like a caress. It even gave me goose pimples. Then he whispered in my ear “Your heart is racing. When did this start?” Daaaaahhhh the minute ya’ll came running at us and waving your big guns in our faces.
We were ordered to get up and taken into this thoroughly fenced place. Inside where rooms….like torture cells (like the ones you see in the movie “Saw”). I was put in one cell and my pal another. I was dressed in a dress like for mental retards and made to sit in a chair. Another man came, took my hand in his and began looking at the back of my palm. He said I had nice fingers.
He took a needle and begun piercing the back of my fingers just below my knuckle. It hurt but I didn’t scream or cry or anything. He drew random patterns on my knuckles…like tattoos but I wasn’t bleeding. But it hurt like hell. I didn’t even flinch. I asked him where my pal was and why they were doing this to us. He didn’t answer me. Besides the needle business, he had a tender touch. His hands where soft…he didn’t wear gloves.
After a while the man left and I saw my mother run across outside the door of the cell I was in (the door was open). I called her but she didn’t hear me. I turned to my right and suddenly the wall that was there was glass so I could see through to the next cell. My mother was in there shouting at some man who looked busy doing something on a computer. I tried to shout but she couldn’t hear me. The man pushed her and she fell on her knees. I shouted louder, she still couldn’t hear me. She had a shawl over her shoulders. That was weird coz she doesn’t normally wear shawls like and old woman.
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Then suddenly I saw myself in a dark room and from a distance I could hear a shower running. My fingers didn’t hurt anymore. I heard my mother calling me. I asked her where she was she told me in the shower. And that I should go to her. I didn’t want to spy on her so I told her to just tell me what ever she wanted to tell me when am there (where I was). She said the place is no longer guarded so I should save myself. I asked her how sure she was. She said 100% sure. I asked what about her. She told me not worry about her I should just leave now. I told her I wasn’t going anywhere without her and my pal. She insisted that I at least walk around and look for an exit.
When I was walking along the dark corridors, I got attracted to a very well lit corridor and went there. I peeped and saw my pal. She had gained like 100 kilos!!!! She was looking unperturbed as she walked out of this dungeon place we were in. I thought “What the hell?? Am busy looking for you so that we can escape and you’re strutting out of here alone without a care in the world???”
When I was just about to call her, I heard the ring tone of (For those who have watched the movie “One missed call”) I heard that ring tone. I panicked. I knew I was going to die. It rung and rung then it changed into Fat Joes “What’s love got to do with it”.
It was my phone ringing. Now my real phone…I was awake, well half awake. It was my drunken brother calling me. None of us could make out what the other was saying. Even he couldn’t make out what he was saying. So that was the end of my dream. Didn’t sleep again after that.
Usiniharakishe please. You can’t hurry meringues, couture, or the Hermes Birkin bag waiting list. So why try to hurry a vision of loveliness? (Fraglante)
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