Droom over: Gevangenshap

Sorry for de mensen maar ik heb het in engels geschreven. Mijn nederlands is namens zo min en ik denk in engels dus..


Okay. Now. I had the strangest dream last night.
I fell asleep about 5am (Went to sleep at 10pm, woke up before 5, then went back to sleep).

I dreamed about being enslaved. being prisoner. All the girls under a certain age were enslaved and send to one place. I think it was half human. What this meant all girls half one race half religion or something, but I dont remember. It was a prison place. There were two ways outs. This section was connected by a pub which you could enter from prison land and normal land, and some island with strict procedures.

I first walked around, upset, crying, lost in my dream. I didn't know where I was going. Someone pointed out the pub to me, I entered it and left it and I went normal land. I saw my father and I cried and hugged him. Didnt let him go and then he told me this is why I told you to never stop holding on.

But then it started raining badly, I in the meantime found my friend and she saw a car door open, we went in it and we drove the car, but somehow a man appeared to the right. He was somehow magically making the car go back to the rotten place. And we were once again enslaved.

We jumped out of the car into a sea of water as soon as we could, but I had the stream against me, I couldn't swim away from shore, I was stuck. They captured me. The chinese people were also captured. Chinese men. They were all stacked together. Thousands of chinese in one room. They showered them by spraying water over them. Packed together like a pack of sheep.

I remember in my dream. At one point I was in the train when I ran out from the pub. Some time must've passed because I was flirting with some army man. However when I got out of the train with him I remember he was my husband, and we had a kid together. We walked away from the train holding hands at a safe distance, going home. I remember an ranked officer coming to our door checking who we are, taking me away because of who I was. Leaving my child with my husband. I remember screaming, crying.

I somehow on the slave island found some water. and in the water I found my real identity. That in fact I was half normal. They let me go when they found out. There I was following some girl to the way out, following the endless way out till I woke up.

What this dream means. I dont know. The dream itself was weird, hard to understand what was going on. There's one factor I really remember and that was being alone, lost, captured.


Snapt er iemand hier wat meer van dan mij ofzo?
De droom zelf als ik het terug naar kijk lijkt een verschillende flashes van verhalen die een verhaal maakt. Een verwarrend verhaal..