wellskelpt
Shared on Fri, 08/18/2006 - 02:36I had a strange and disconcerting dream last night. My wife and I are currently suffering mild food poisoning or some sort of bug, so that might account for the weird dream. Anyway, in my dream I found myself in an old football stadium. Really old, no seats just crumbling concrete terraces like a Roman amphitheatre. the sun was beating down and it was bright an dusty. On one side of the stadium were snipers from Palestine on the opposite side were Israeli snipers. I was in the middle of the stadium with my UN helmet on. With me were my wife and my baby son. Both of them were wearing UN helmets. The snipers on both sides were shooting at us, not each other. More specifically they were shooting at my wee boy. I watched as the scene repeated itself over and over. Sometimes my son was wounded and he screamed tears of pain and confusion. Sometimes he was killed instantly. I ran around the terraces shouting abuse at the snipers. Sometimes I physically attacked them but all the time their comrades laughed at me.
I'm still thinking about what my subconciuos was saying. There are a number of metaphors that I am drawing different conclusions from. It was not a pleasant dream.
My stomach doesn't feel too pleasnat either but my son is in brilliant form!
I'm still thinking about what my subconciuos was saying. There are a number of metaphors that I am drawing different conclusions from. It was not a pleasant dream.
My stomach doesn't feel too pleasnat either but my son is in brilliant form!
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