went out last night, had a green martini..

went back to sleep this morning and this is wha ti dreamed;

I was walking dog? or pushing cart in Hoylake, small town next to my home town in UK at dusk...light was dropping, I was going past the indian/pakistani shops (Shefalis from when I was a kid) at far end of town, and road got narrower, they were struggling to put away all the dresses outside, a littl wind, the cart was veering to right, into dress dummies, I apologized, got to last corner, very dark, realised there were two creatures (big cats?) in the dark at that corne, I turned around to go back and the indian-looking shop keepers were laughing at my fear/reaction, then they started to move quick too stepping back amongst the dress dummies, cos these cats were not chained, shopkeeper told me to keep still, but cat (leopard? panther?) jumped on my back, then sat on my shoulders, perhced over my head, a big smothering, (power move?)and sat for a minute, I couldnt see and was trying to figure out if it was aggressive, as it was not tame, they were hiding a bit from it, so I eventually pushed it off my shoulders, and one of the guys grabbed me and as if to help me took me quicky toward a double door, that led into a shallow cupboard, and closed teh doors, trapping me, and then he went back to his buddies, laughing, it was a joke on me. (or imprisonment?) I got out of the cupboard, as I well know how dangerous big cats are, (they have been symbols of my personal terror all my life- something you should immediately recognize and be afraid/wary of - you are enver in control of them) anyhow i got out of cupboard, and was going to jumpt from window, too high, ran down passage, (at this point I was inside a large old house, and i could see the half light sunset from window) and I ran down to screen door, (not sure if I fougth with these men trying to capture me, dont quite remember) got to screen door, stood back, men outside were looking to capture me, had guns, I got out, saw huge water turmoil coming, like in disaster movie, I think they were chasing me, I yelled, pointed out hte water would kill us all, ran up hill behind house which was like sanddune, (lots sandunes on NE UK coast) at top was a wire fence, some fat girl wearing a religious cross OR was fanatical religious, dont quite remember, was determined to catch me, holding onto my ankle, I fought kikced at her, looked around and saw more rushing flood water coming from other side of dunes and fence, I realised it was coming from all around.

woke up.

that is all of it I remember. will prob translate for myself later. whaddya tink?

dont know if it was a waking thought, but when i turned around to back away quickly fromt eh cats, I think i was on a ship for a minute, i am going on a cruise ni the Meditteranean this fall...will prob be al ot of asian/indian waiters..I used to work on a ship, and I know how the closets go nowhwere.

Remote viewing again ?

big cats and indians
No score for this post July 10 2004, 6:33 PM


well first off I have always had fear of big cats, quite simply if you are in a public place and a big cat is loose, your ass is grass....unless you have a gun and know how to use it. So for me the big cats represent something you cannot trust - a very large dangerous thing that some people think that they can 'control' - until their big cat tears their nephew apart or something like that. Big cats should be left in the wild, end of story. I n my dreams I never have control of the big cat, and I am always the one who is truly aware of how untrustworthy and dangerous they are, and others inthe dreams are unconcerned.

'Indians' is just becuase growing up in UK, the only contact you have is with 'indians from india' who may well be pakistani, or any other kinda asian, but we (and I am speaking about me as an average uk raised white person) cant tell the damn difference...so we call em all indians...
(I am now married to a Phillipino, and can tell Flips from chinese from indonesian...somewhat!! becuase I have more experience of the differences in the faces) So the Indians in the dream could be indian, paki, lebanese, arab who knows, but in that particular dream, I was in a small town in UK that actually had indian/paki family that had a dress shop....

so seeing them in dream could have represented an area in india/pakistan...where they are harboring terrorists/religious fighters becuase they are somewhat sympathetic to their cause/religious mania (woo hoo, lets cut off all the womens clitori and wrap them in a mumu/burkha so that we dont have them leave us, or worse, lets set them on fire when we are tired of them, cos we dont respect them as human beings - yeah, some religion/cutlure is dangersous backwards crap,) but not realising how dangerous it really is to harbor these people- ....Like an Irish Mama turning a blind eye to her sons hatred of the english - until his 'hobby' accidentally blows up her garage and the bomb squad want to have a chat with her!! (not my boy, my boy wouldnt do that...every man on death row for murder in the US has a mother that says her son is innocent...)

Then me with teh indians putting me in a dark cupboard, (not hard for india pakistan to shakes hands witht eh british while prentending hte above harbor is not happening) then me trying to escape the house, yet finding american green berets ready to shoot me too, (shoot first ask questions later, and i cant blame them,) I think this part of my dream was about all of the undercover operatives in teh country, accidentally targeting each other maybe - but we will never hear about it, it will show up in a 'fictionalised account of the undercover opeartions in this part of the world, in a bout five years in a movie) then the water, I dont know who the religious fanatic fat white red head holding me back was, some kinda hippie/punk birkenstock chick, probably against the 'war' - anyhow, the water was going to potentially drown us all, and last time I saw the russing water it was the aftermath of 9-11, the layoffs, financial confusion, people thinking they would 'go under'.
So that is what i am thinking. Bengal Tigers? I could not see the cat, so dark I thought it was a panther? it sat on my head, to smother me, under its belly, it knew it could dominate me, hurt me at any time, the indian shop keepers were tittering, play acting like brave but running when it came near. This was a hidden terror thing.

Thank you Neesoj, big cats - self-controlled, ucontrollable force - a real danger; thats about right. Hey Neesoj, be careful, I don't need to tell you some of these "big cats" are of our own making. Alright, a lot of details from past experience in the U.K., Water - an overwhelming occurence / situation. But what about "pushing a cart", the "wire fence" at the top of the sand-dunes ? That "Birkenstock" - Birkenhead reference?

i dont get teh pushing the cart, it was NOT a pram, it was small tesco type uncontrollable cart, going to the right no matter waht; which was why i kept crashing into the dress dummies, and apologizing to the shopkeepers. Birkenstocks is just a way for me to try to describe the chikc taht was trying to stop me, her hair was a fake cherry red, she was plump, very white skin, and was maybe a protester of some kind, I was just running from teh whole dangerous mess, she grabbed my ankle...and yeah teh sanddunes were like those along westkirby shore which backs onto the golfcourse, mostly with that wire fence....which is all about ten miles from Birkenhead I suppose.

now i am forced to live in hte UK, i think this one is relevant now.