I think this is a negative correlated reflection, somehow
There is something more to the story than what we are told, but I'm not sure what it is
I'm at the gate to someones front yard. The left half of the gate (my left, facing the house) is closed, the right half of the gate is open
I call out to the people inside to get their attention
They come running out desperately screaming at me "not to come in"
I have no intention of entering
It feels as though I don't really like the couple, but I don't dislike them either
Something has taken place and I know about it, but I am not directly involved
Or maybe I was, but my conscience got the better of me
I feel like I was honestly trying to warn them, or inform them of something, even though I was somehow involved in what had taken place, I no longer am
Or maybe I knew about something and wanted to warn them or let them know, without dobbing someone in that I know was involved
They come running out and I inform them that I saw some kids opening their gate
And the kids took off up the road
I don't know if I'm lying or telling the truth
It feels like I'm not being entirely honest, but I am trying to help them. It's confusing
They ask how they know it wasn't me that opened the gate and I'm "just blaming it on kids"
I ask them why I would be hanging around trying to get their attention if I did it? It doesn't make much sense
They seem to agree, or at least accept my explanation
I go to leave and I notice that the woman is in tears, terrified that someone was trying to break in
So I walk back and offer "That little dog of yours? Scared the shit out of those kids. You should have seen them run"
I'm trying to make her feel better and a little safer
It seems to work a little
At this stage, it feels like I am a elderly woman. I'm guessing by way I'm talking and my mannerisms. I feel distinctly confused, in the dream, at being a old woman
Then they are looking for the dog I was talking about, as if it had escaped from the yard
The woman is looking inside the yard
And I start helping the man look for the dog outside the yard
Then I am laying down facing upwards and the man is laying on top of me naked, also facing upwards
It is completely non-sexual, but still feels completely disgusting to me in every way
His naked back and butt laying against my naked front feels revolting
He starts wriggling around while laying on top of me, like a dog would do when they are laying on their back
It feels like this means he trusts me, or it's supposed to be some type of happiness or affection, but it's horrible
I feel violated, though not sexually
I wake up here and all I can think about, whilst thinking 'what the fuck was that about?', was that it had something to do with the supposed robbery of Kim Kardashian in France. Something I was never convinced on
There is something very strange about it
Either it never happened, it wasn't a robbery, or there is allot more to it than we are told
It's none of my business and doesn't affect me in any way, so therefore I'm not really concerned about what the truth is about what happened ...
I'm only referencing it because this dream felt like it was directly connected in some way
Make of that what you will
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