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I was going on a journey; to
I was going on a journey; to where I don’t know, and found myself at the airport. Just before I presented myself to the check-in desk I felt an annoying lump on the bridge my nose; slightly to the left hand side... like a plook. So I trudged off to the nearest mirror for a look, and discovered the shocking truth. This was no pimple, zit, spot or suppuration of pus that had grown like a mountain to the surface of my skin. Nor was this a teenage bout of acne waiting to be compressed between my pinched thumb and forefinger, exuding a lava that resembled the contents of a squeezy bottle of mustard. But what was it? I had to look closer..... A miniature flower had taken root and bloomed through the surface of my earthly pore. Like a daisy gently bristling in a grassy meddow, the pollen scented aroma of summer surrounded by silken petals bloomed in colour and vibrancy. I began to pick off the petals one by one only to find hidden under each an angry wasp buzzing with rage and torment, including the Queen who sat under the petal at the top of the flower pointing north at 12 o’clock. For fear of being stung I couldn’t touch anymore and had to leave any future ‘weeding’ until after my flight. As my flight landed I found myself in Windsor and a new job. I was working for another Queen, this time Elisabeth I of Scotland and II of England. My job was to help with the smooth running of the upcoming Royal Wedding of Harry and Meghan. The job didn’t last and I soon found myself unemployed. Handing back in my Royal page-boy type uniform, consisting of plus fours, white tights, buckled shoes and a thrilly laced shirt, I returned to Mexico. Dejected, starving and struggling for cash I decided, upon advice from a friend, to become self-employed and was soon earning a pittance gift wrapping souvenirs purchased by tourists for their loved ones at home. It wasn’t enough though and my meagre earnings barely stretched to buying a plate of taco soup, rice and beans. But In a weird twist of fate my dream morphed into a strange success story – like the American dream I tweaked my business and moved it lock, stock and two smoking barrels to a gay nightclub. I was now offering a naked gift wrapping service and was rolling in the money.
The dream began with me waking up
The dream began with me waking up to a text message on my phone, I wake up and scroll through the notification centre to see a text message from my instructor Ms. Maryam (Interior Design instructor at the time of the dream). The text message said, “I need to see you in my office today”. I jumped out of fear thinking why would she want to meet me after the final exam is over. To understand why she wanted to see me I open banner to check my final grades and surprisingly the final grade was not uploaded, which made me feel more anxious. I wake up and get ready immediately wondering why she wanted to meet me. I wear a blue abaya and a white scarf, and leave for the bus. I remember falling asleep as soon as I go in the bus. I wake up when we reach the university and I feel my heart beating fast. As I get down the bus and as I get closer to her office, I could feel my heart beating faster and faster. I reach near her office and see her office is open, I pray to Allah to make things easy for me, and take a minute to calm myself and knocked her door. I see Ms. Maryam looking at me in a weird way, she looked different than what she usually looks like, she had the same face but she looked shorter, and long arms. She had a pink coat with flower patterns and was wearing blue jeans. She tells me to take a seat, I felt shivers going through my spine. She asks me if I checked banner for the final grade, and I tell her I did and the grade was not uploaded yet. She looked sad and says, “it is because you didn’t get a good grade”. You received an F. She goes on to tell me about her having so much of high expectations on me and it is just not my failure, it is hers too as an instructor. I began tearing up and wake up from my dream.
PICKING UP FRESH FLOWERS FROM A GARDEN
dreaming of flowers
dreamt about co worker giving me a
Mike (ex), Volcano, water, oil spilling, carpet
Sirens, Paintings/Art, words, my siblings, my mom,
Sirens, Paintings/Art, words, my siblings, my mom, running away from home, getting caught, heels, bedrooms, doors, basement, night time, outside, music, make up, arguments, pictures/photography, flowers, hesitation, celebrity,
Before I start telling my dream i’d
Before I start telling my dream i’d like to note that i’m in an open relationship I think it’s important for me to say so the dream can be understood more So basically I had this dream or some form of projection. I’m sitting in astral plain meditating suddenly four male figures appear in front of me in a half circle. The first guy I think is Nicolas a friend of mine but the relationship is a bit ambiguous we have a very strong connection a bit like a twin soul and we’ve shared many past lives together. The second I’m not sure who it is but I believe it would be someone I do live action role play with my character is “flirting” with his. His name is Alexis but I’m really not sure about this. Then the third is Johann (pronounced yohann) again a really really close friend a bit ambiguous as well and it’s hard for me to pinpoint what I feel for him exactly. And the last the fourth is Yoann my boyfriend I think these are the people, I had trouble reading the people cause Johan’s energy was suffocating the others cause his is so strong and huge red aura… So I look at Nicolas and I have this vision I am with him we are sitting under a tree and laughing and joking and then I climb the tree to get into a tree house that had a terrasse type thing I lay down on it and look down at Nicolas and he looks at me smiling then je gets up and hand me a small daisy and I reach to take it and he’s on his tiptoes to be able to reach my hand and give me the daisy then I saw myself in a swing nicolas was pushing me and smiling with a very loving and caring look. Then that vision ended. NEXT I was back how we were in the beginning so I looked at the second person and then I had a vision… we were in a field and we were playing chase. Either way he was running after me and trying to catch me and we were having fun till we arrived at the top of a hill the sun was setting so we sat down to watch it go down he sat against a giant rock and then night came down the moon was out and I stood up and my outfit turned into an ivory silk dress it was elegant and light a bit like what a high elf would wear and he watched all this happen tenderly as if he was absorbing every detail and we were happy I then think I started to dance gracefully in the moonlight Then the vision ended and we are back at the first part… THEN I look at Johan and I feel happy and a bit nostalgic… and a vision starts I’m in a big room full of colors, flowers and gold a very fantasy art nouveau type architecture and a hint of psychedelic stuff and there I see myself dancing with Johann he was wearing a formal tailcoat and I beautiful gown it was very flowy too and it had very nice detail, embroidery and types of beads and pearls. Johann was holding me close while we danced it was a little bit like that one dance scene beauty and the beast but more fantasy and victorien type we danced something like a valse but mixed with other dances only done by two and this went on with a beautiful music I can’t even describe…. Then the vision ended back to where we were… FINALLY I look at the fourth person who I think is Yoann and a vision starts… he’s not in the vision at first so I go on I’m holding a baby in my arms and walking down a dirt path between ripe wheat fields and I go up to a hill at the top of the hill there is a type of grave and there I stand I put flowers on the grave and then I stand and look at the tomb with the child in my arms and a small tear rolls down my cheek but I still force a smile and then I see the what I think is Yoann’s ghost appear from behind me as if he was giving me hug to comfort me…. THÉ VISION ends there I am back in front of the four people and I stand up and suddenly the astral planes start swirl up and change the fourth figure Yoann disappears the scene changes and here I am watching from behind a tree or a corner the three men left arguing and getting really angry at eachother they were almost at the point of hitting each other… I wanted to intervene I wanted them to stop… but I stood there and watched I felt that I was the reason for the dispute it was very stressful… I felt a bit like a puppeteer but not fully. Johan was super angry I felt it and he was getting angry against the second person and then Nicolas came in he got angry at them too as well and again I kept feeling like it involved me then I woke up Every now and them I have the dream where the three are arguing