I slept for most of the night but the last part was very uncomfortable indeed. I remember two dreams. In the first one I was with someone I'd been talking to during the afternoon, and we were sat on the top deck of a bus. The bus was going along a street where the buses don't run in real life. I am quite comfortable with that person in real life, but felt uncomfortable in the dream.
In the second dream I was drinking at an establishment that I frequented in a previous incarnation. The decor was completely different from how I remember it. At the bar (which in reality doesn't exist) was seated someone who had treated me very badly. They were facing away from the bar. I walked over to the bar and sat with my back to the person, saying nothing. On the other side of the bar was a person, the very thought of whom fills me with revulsion. We got talking about nothing in particular. At some point afterwards I turned round to the person that I had previously ignored, and asked them quite calmly if they realised how their disgraceful behaviour had affected me. I carried on talking. The person looked away from me and didn't say anything. That's when I woke up.
I think I know what the connection. Lately I am very upset by the behaviour of liars and hypocrites in high places. Those people have got me remembering liars and hypocrites in lower places.
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