p l

Witch’s Brew

Monday, January 17, 2005

The Vision

Dreamt of myself being chased by a man, a teacher. I ran. I hid, only to find him around the next corner again. I ran again till I saw a building equivalent to that of a tower. I walked slowly up the swirling steps not daring to turn on the lights, for fear that he might notice. At the top of the tower I heard, you can see the view of the most fantastic swimming pool. With soft, careful steps, I finally reached the top in the darkness. The wind blowing, howling, threatening to throw me off as I gazed at the most beautiful pool in the world. A vision appeared as sudden as it was natural. A vision of a man half carrying, half dragging a woman - his screaming wife. It was then I realized, he was the builder of this wondrous place. He did it for only one purpose, for his wife who was scared of heights. He brought her up also for only one purpose - to throw her down. I shivered at the vision as I watch him throw her down and turned away as it slowly fades away, drowning her soundless screams, looking for the next place to hide from my tormentor.

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

<< Home