And was that I dreamt with a place and there was almost empty, there have so few people enjoying there and talking kindness. And after that dream I went there personally, and I got bad luck. Last night I return there in dreams again, in the dream I went there with my parents and they went to talk with the cordination, and looking out the classes, I thought that wasn't appearing with classes but with popular flats, housing for the poor, some abandoned others with light, in the deep of the night that school look perverse with poor and violent people living in derruidos buildings, a poor village, I thought and scream why I was called again to come here? I almost scream at someone that was passing, I was nervous, was a conscious dream, I thought that person doesn't know the answer was only a person that passes at the moment that I awake to the fact that I was coming to a place, repeatedly times, over and over again, that was more dangerous than I was thinking, so was very deep night over 12 of the night, who would mind I shout was an open space far from the buildings, why I am coming here? And a lighted building said with a feminine voice "because you love me", I said "who are you?", "I am your college" and said the name of my country of other incarnation, "a girl of your country put a piece of me inside her pussy and piddle in that sand close you, got me I want return" to and said the name of the country, I got goosebumps of thought what someone would be doing to have a place in the pussy, the piece that I got was a bucket of the size of a ice bucket of big rocks of salt. I think I had already listen that spirits that are like objects are souls that could lose a piece of his soul if someone carries a piece of that thing that soul is. But isn't the first place that I dreamt that day is a School and in the night is a place where poor people hide to live. Rute Bezerra de Menezes Gondim
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