29-08-2019, 03:51 AM
(This post was last modified: 29-08-2019, 03:34 PM by gracefilled.)
Good morning Prophet
1. I now cannot clearly remember but it seemed a movie and I seemed involved too. A young family but the man was a cheat, the woman was God fearing but once the man stopped cheating, things became rosy for them and they got a ticket and changed to a better environment. Then the man started to cheat again. I think they had two intelligent daughters and the second daughter didn't hide her disgust for their father not minding that their mother pretended that all was well and didn't want the children to see their father as bad. This second daughter was making s bird or plane off a white sheet when their father came back. I found myself holding and looking at same object.
2. In our house I remember a female colleague was talking about how to go about getting some bags of rice, she didn't want to give me the full gist but I kept wondering that the year hasn't yet ended. The government shares bags of rice to its workers at the end of the year.
3. I don't know the environment but a woman had similar wears of different colours- gowns of red, green background but black spots, same with the footwears. She seem to spend her money in same, latest kind of fashion. I stood looking at her.
4. In our house, it was night and someone was told to take his/her night bath but he/she kept grumbling. Maybe I took mine. Again I saw the woman dream no. 3 sitting at our parlour and trying out her latest footwears. In mama's room, my niece and I slept on the bed, the person who was being begged to bath slept on the floor, though I told him to come sleep in-between us he refused. He turned to be a distant relative's son, known to be irresponsible. I kept waking in-between sleep to make sure he didn't steal anything as mama's money bag was close to him. But he slept on peacefully. I saw a chalkboard on the wall, on it was written, '...ooo blood...and I felt something wet and it was...' I looked at the guy sleeping and he was cold, I woke and asked him he said he was cold. I helped him with wrappers; the exact wrappers I use while sleeping. And he seemed to be menstrating. I kept asking myself if men do menstrate, mama had said they did but that I would later ask her if they really did like the women. I was also thinking it was the guy's first time. Now I seem to be the only one lying on the bed, everyother person was on the floor I went out to pee and that same woman came out to pee. I wanted to stop her from urinating where she did, I believe there was a little heap of cocoyam there but where I would had directed her was close to our water tank, I allowed her. I think I told her and she asked if we didn't eat the cocoyam, I now cannot remember my exact reply.
5. I found myself in a wedding dress exchanging marital vows with a man. The book I was supposed to be reading from was what I might call dried chicken feed or cow dung. I had to scatter them to be sure of what I was saying and nonchalantly too, after which I smelled my fingers and they were smelling. It became the man's turn, he either was forming Americana or old upstairs. Surprisingly, he mentioned he was from a village other than the village I thought, both in my town. I raised my hand and protested the marriage be discontinued, declared null and void on the ground of deceit. The only faces I recognised were a male neighbour as the best man who started to laugh at the turn of the event, then his wife as a witness. I started to slap the man for lying, asking him if I looked desperate to him for marriage. He said the village he claimed to have come from was supposed to be between the both of us that we discussed so at a certain time. And even Rose and Virginia...I kept beating him. I later chased him about with a kerosine stove and missed when I poured it on him. I raised my fingers in heaven and swore that God knew I would set him on fire if I laid my hands on fuel. Another lady who seemed to have passed through same from the same man sat fuming. The man became a lady, I played about with him/her but stylishly kicked him down. People were shouting that I was taking it too far but all I was doing, I could say I was not really that angry. While he/she lay on the ground I got some bodyspray and sprayed it all over her him at same time asking for matches. People ran to rescue him/her but realising it was only a body spray they started to laugh. I started to sing a song, ' goodbye's the saddest word I'll ever hear...'
Thank you and God bless you.
1. I now cannot clearly remember but it seemed a movie and I seemed involved too. A young family but the man was a cheat, the woman was God fearing but once the man stopped cheating, things became rosy for them and they got a ticket and changed to a better environment. Then the man started to cheat again. I think they had two intelligent daughters and the second daughter didn't hide her disgust for their father not minding that their mother pretended that all was well and didn't want the children to see their father as bad. This second daughter was making s bird or plane off a white sheet when their father came back. I found myself holding and looking at same object.
2. In our house I remember a female colleague was talking about how to go about getting some bags of rice, she didn't want to give me the full gist but I kept wondering that the year hasn't yet ended. The government shares bags of rice to its workers at the end of the year.
3. I don't know the environment but a woman had similar wears of different colours- gowns of red, green background but black spots, same with the footwears. She seem to spend her money in same, latest kind of fashion. I stood looking at her.
4. In our house, it was night and someone was told to take his/her night bath but he/she kept grumbling. Maybe I took mine. Again I saw the woman dream no. 3 sitting at our parlour and trying out her latest footwears. In mama's room, my niece and I slept on the bed, the person who was being begged to bath slept on the floor, though I told him to come sleep in-between us he refused. He turned to be a distant relative's son, known to be irresponsible. I kept waking in-between sleep to make sure he didn't steal anything as mama's money bag was close to him. But he slept on peacefully. I saw a chalkboard on the wall, on it was written, '...ooo blood...and I felt something wet and it was...' I looked at the guy sleeping and he was cold, I woke and asked him he said he was cold. I helped him with wrappers; the exact wrappers I use while sleeping. And he seemed to be menstrating. I kept asking myself if men do menstrate, mama had said they did but that I would later ask her if they really did like the women. I was also thinking it was the guy's first time. Now I seem to be the only one lying on the bed, everyother person was on the floor I went out to pee and that same woman came out to pee. I wanted to stop her from urinating where she did, I believe there was a little heap of cocoyam there but where I would had directed her was close to our water tank, I allowed her. I think I told her and she asked if we didn't eat the cocoyam, I now cannot remember my exact reply.
5. I found myself in a wedding dress exchanging marital vows with a man. The book I was supposed to be reading from was what I might call dried chicken feed or cow dung. I had to scatter them to be sure of what I was saying and nonchalantly too, after which I smelled my fingers and they were smelling. It became the man's turn, he either was forming Americana or old upstairs. Surprisingly, he mentioned he was from a village other than the village I thought, both in my town. I raised my hand and protested the marriage be discontinued, declared null and void on the ground of deceit. The only faces I recognised were a male neighbour as the best man who started to laugh at the turn of the event, then his wife as a witness. I started to slap the man for lying, asking him if I looked desperate to him for marriage. He said the village he claimed to have come from was supposed to be between the both of us that we discussed so at a certain time. And even Rose and Virginia...I kept beating him. I later chased him about with a kerosine stove and missed when I poured it on him. I raised my fingers in heaven and swore that God knew I would set him on fire if I laid my hands on fuel. Another lady who seemed to have passed through same from the same man sat fuming. The man became a lady, I played about with him/her but stylishly kicked him down. People were shouting that I was taking it too far but all I was doing, I could say I was not really that angry. While he/she lay on the ground I got some bodyspray and sprayed it all over her him at same time asking for matches. People ran to rescue him/her but realising it was only a body spray they started to laugh. I started to sing a song, ' goodbye's the saddest word I'll ever hear...'
Thank you and God bless you.