Dream racism
It starts off that I am someone's girlfriend but I became very dominant with him and he left all upset at me and in a way I was like fucking pussy get out of my face...I did like him but I could care less if he left because he was acting so dramatic for nothing. Then I am talking with Alexandra and she's telling me How I should be a little softer but I am really not paying any attention and I am looking around for something...Finally it switches and I am with some black man and I am his girlfriend and I am really happy. He doesn't get stupid with me. He is a football player or something cause we were talking about his shoes and how he had to get new ones...He was gorgeous and tall and strong. So we start fooling around and he starts taking off my panties and finally he goes inside of me but I was baby woah remember your really big take it slow honey(LOL) so he does and it feels like heaven. So then after I remember we are looking cause we heard people coming and we were doing this in a sneaky spot...(HA!)
so then it switches and I am looking like at a movie or documentary and its about these 3 black men who were really special. They came down to earth to teach the black race something different back in the settlers days. They had this auric glow around them(pink and orange auras). They were very spiritually strong. So I see how they took up a piece of land and built these beautiful houses AROUND the trees. And they lived in what looked like a forest. I saw the houses change and get better until finally they were really beautiful and made of cement and freshly painted in rich brown-oranges and yellows on the frames. And they were coming out of their house and each man was dressed in tuxedos and they were sending their very well dressed sons to school. And then after the children ran off the men stayed and they said a poem. (which I cannot remember ...i do remember something about the ocean turning into night) and then I am in a prison and I am looking for them in the security areas where the workers are not the prisoners. And I see on a piece of paper taped to jail bars the dates they died. It said in 1804. All three of them died the same year. And I walked out and 3 white girls (blonde blue eyed white trash looking) came out from around the corner. They were extremely dirty almost as if they were inmates and had been rolling in dirt. And one of them told me something like they were never special or something...I can't remember...I just know it was negative and it was about the three men. And I was sad & confused walking out of the prison and then I realized they had stuck them in jail to take their land cause it was such good land to build on. They died in jail like criminals. And I walk out into the night and the ocean was banging on the water on rocks up ahead angrily and I was separated by a cement wall. And I just started to cry. I wasn't crying for me I was crying for them. For what had been done to them and the tears came from deeep inside and they resonated in my heart and I cried and I cried until I woke up...
so then it switches and I am looking like at a movie or documentary and its about these 3 black men who were really special. They came down to earth to teach the black race something different back in the settlers days. They had this auric glow around them(pink and orange auras). They were very spiritually strong. So I see how they took up a piece of land and built these beautiful houses AROUND the trees. And they lived in what looked like a forest. I saw the houses change and get better until finally they were really beautiful and made of cement and freshly painted in rich brown-oranges and yellows on the frames. And they were coming out of their house and each man was dressed in tuxedos and they were sending their very well dressed sons to school. And then after the children ran off the men stayed and they said a poem. (which I cannot remember ...i do remember something about the ocean turning into night) and then I am in a prison and I am looking for them in the security areas where the workers are not the prisoners. And I see on a piece of paper taped to jail bars the dates they died. It said in 1804. All three of them died the same year. And I walked out and 3 white girls (blonde blue eyed white trash looking) came out from around the corner. They were extremely dirty almost as if they were inmates and had been rolling in dirt. And one of them told me something like they were never special or something...I can't remember...I just know it was negative and it was about the three men. And I was sad & confused walking out of the prison and then I realized they had stuck them in jail to take their land cause it was such good land to build on. They died in jail like criminals. And I walk out into the night and the ocean was banging on the water on rocks up ahead angrily and I was separated by a cement wall. And I just started to cry. I wasn't crying for me I was crying for them. For what had been done to them and the tears came from deeep inside and they resonated in my heart and I cried and I cried until I woke up...
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