So there will be no "chocolate" haiku post from me. I really tried to come up with something clever, witty and worth reading. It just wasn't going to happen. This week's theme, for some reason, was not motivating me. And I LOVE chocolate! Go figure.
Instead, I will give you another glimpse into the dream world of 5th Sister. The following is my dream from last night.
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One day the trainer did not show up. The lion, not having guidance, grew antsy and began to show his natural, predatory tendencies. He was used to being fed, being cared for. However, now that his caretaker was gone, he needed to fend for himself. The lion struggled with his beastly side but it was a losing battle especially as one day turned into three.
That is when the hunt began. He was the hunter and I became the prey. Why wasn't anyone feeding this beast? I did my best to out maneuver him to no avail. I even attempted to obtain fresh meat to satiate his appetite. Nothing I tried worked now that the hunt was on. The last thing I remember was the searing pain of torn flesh upon my back.
What happened to the lion? I do not know. My back now bares the scars of the unremembered battle. How I survived remains a mystery.
10 comments:
maybe aslan is trying to get your attention...smiles.
Did you wake up after that? Lion King making nightly visits? Are you sure it was a lion or a "man" whom you call a lion?
Nice one Polly.
Joy always,
Susan
Wow..what a scary and exciting dream! Whatever you did, you survived, and I'm glad..
Funny, I dreamed that I was a Lion and no one fed me! :)
Strange!
I couldn't but laugh out loud reading Susan Deborah's comment!
I'm with her! LOL!
B xx
lion...maybe your hungry....diets stink:(
I love what Brian said. I've found that if I look for symbolism in my dreams, I can often find an answer to a dilemma. I'm not saying I'm sorta psychic, but I do believe we "dump files" i.e worries and crap we don't need in our dreams, to wake to a less cluttered mind. And our God can certainly chose any method He wants to communicate with us...
That reminds me of a short story, I think it's by Julio Cortozar, about living in a house with tigers, or a house taken over by tigers, something like that. All my books are in storage or I'd go look it up right now.
Why now can I only think of chocolate lions..........
I LOVE a good dream!!!
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