EbbTide000

It is 3:33am and just woke from first nightmare in decades.

Was walking home through back streets of (unknown) city.

As I was climbing outside stairs to my apartment I noticed groups of 2 and 3 standing around on street, glancing at me.

As I came inside I was feeling a little scarred and said to my family of many wearing blue tops, "please! Don't go out side tonight. There are teams of people in red spoiling for a fight. Please just stay inside till it passes.

But, somehow, it didn't sunrise me that all of my very big family left the large highrise apartment building to fight the red's on the street.

Then a.third gang, all Negro's, male and female came into my families highrise, (after all my family had gone). They didn't want much. They all just wanted me to join there black-gang, and fight on there side as one of them.

I felt my only choice was to say "No" and stick to my guns. If I wavered I'd be stuck among a group of people that I didn't want to be with forever. Like, if I.pretended to join them, just to stop them hurting me then I'd be permenately stuck in a war with this darkskined gang and would have betrayed my own family.

I had a gun in my hand. It was from Sean Lee's blog, "timeisnotlinea.com".

I visited there for the first time last night.

I used the butt, cos I didn't want to shoot or kill anyone. I kept sacking the skinny brown shoulders of this Negro. He was being hurt, and I felt.sorry for him, but he was not going to quit.

I realised that, sad as THEY were about it, they were determined that I join them or Die. Them was the only options.

They pushed me higher and higher up the scaffolding of this building, till I was very alone and scared.

I looked down. It was a long way down. They intended to murder me.

I knew I had to die to stay free.

God, was my freedom worth dying for (!!!!!?!!!!!)

No! They were not going to force me to join them and fight with them, as one of them.

They were sad for me but them's the rules and I was bundled into an open cart and the cart was sent hurtling down a long steep rocky mountain to a.dump.

Then I was watching me on the cart, hurtling to my doom.

Then woke-up.3:33am.

This was my first attempt at dreaming off being with you guys at the pyramid

It is now 4:39am Saturday 13/ Aug/11 here in Adelaide, South Australia.

3:50am (Sat 25 June)Taxi, I say something, gangster gets out, driver lies on me like a protective blanket as I sleep he tells me what he'll say when gangster returns, he asks me to say,..., and take something, a sealed tin, out of the glove compartment, then he will say, ...

Gangster opens door and sits beside me I try to remember what to do and say.

Gangster takes what he is offered and leaves.

He is bad boss of taxies now. Must cater to him or leave the taxi business. That is not an option so give extortion stuff to him or he might kill.

Try 1 Thursday 18-May 6 am woke (garden variety) dreams.
WakeBackToBed, (garden variety dreams). "garden variety" means, nothing interesting so nothing to report. I'll go again tomorrow.