Flash 1:
I'm in a bar. The evening went well. I met a woman 20 years younger than me, she's a brunette with big eyes. We converse, very quickly we develop a very strong intimacy, we fall in love with each other on fusional way ...
Flash 2:
I'm with her, we unload boxes from a vans, we go up to the second floor in a two rooms apartment. I think it's situated in a European city. We are happy, we kiss each others in the stairs. We meet neighbors that are launching accusing and terrible looks to us. Shocked, we lock ourselves in our new apartment with a key double turn. We make love like crazy for the rest of the day and night. She had several orgasms, she made a lot of noise, it's my pleasure and my joy ...
The next day we go out to eat breakfast in a cafe. Dozens of neighbors on the stairs are online, and we are alder alley of shame. We go out in the street, people we meet look askance us and mutter things about us ...
We're taking a table at a terrace, it's the same.
Flash 3:
We're on a beach with friends in an archipelago of small islands. We decide to take a short hike on the crest of the rounded rocks of the islands and to go from one to the other as well. On top of these rocks, a path is traced and little bridges are linking the islands ...
We finally cross a wood, I lose her, I also lost friends, I lost myself. I keep walking and find myself on a very high peak without power down or advanced. I'm stuck and dizzy. I hear voices, I turn, I see a friend behind me holds out his hand, I take it. Against bottom I see my sweet, she looks panicked. I'm loaded like a mule with all the bales from the group, I descend with difficulty and finally arrived at the round rock of our departure. I overhangs, as well as friends. I'm standing a little ashamed of myself lost on a small territory. My love yell at me, she's furious that I have lost myself, call me a loser, unable to ...
I tremble, I end up slipping and falling on her ...
End!
jeudi 31 mars 2016
mardi 29 mars 2016
"Dream 28/03/2016"
Narration:
I have a feeling of deep sleeping, my eyelids are so heavy.
I feel my body so heavy driven in my bed and I cannot move it.
I feel my bed surfing on something, I cannot open my eyes.
After a long time I can do it slowly, and I see myself lying in my bed which is surfing on big sea waves...
The sun is rising.
End
I have a feeling of deep sleeping, my eyelids are so heavy.
I feel my body so heavy driven in my bed and I cannot move it.
I feel my bed surfing on something, I cannot open my eyes.
After a long time I can do it slowly, and I see myself lying in my bed which is surfing on big sea waves...
The sun is rising.
End
samedi 26 mars 2016
"Dream 25/03/2016"
Narration:
I'm standing on a beach, indefinite gray silhouettes are queuing by facing the sun light.
One by one enters into the sea, and lies into it and disappears in the waves ...
Time is very slow, I feel for each scene an eternity !
Dazzling solar light shower falls!
End.
I'm standing on a beach, indefinite gray silhouettes are queuing by facing the sun light.
One by one enters into the sea, and lies into it and disappears in the waves ...
Time is very slow, I feel for each scene an eternity !
Dazzling solar light shower falls!
End.
vendredi 25 mars 2016
"Dream 14/03/2016"
Narration of the dream:
Dream in three flashes:
Flash 1:
I'm in a large office, my office, it's quite luxurious, with wood paneling and artworks line the walls. I am with my wife and my father, we are all three standing conflict broke out between the three of us: I understand nothing, and don't understand its origin, unable to do more, I quit them all both and I leave the office, by slamming the door ...
Flash 2:
We are again all three, but this time on the back deck of my monohull. I'm at the bar. Again, a conflict breaks out, the same situation as in the office, they shout loudly, unable to do more I hang myself and clenches myself on the bar.
Flash 3:
I'm on my monohull, I'm alone, I'm at the bar. I browse the Hong Kong archipelago, I sail between the Saïkun islands. The sea is a little training, I sail close to the wind. It is good. The sky is blue and covered gradually mist. I stare at the horizon, I have a feeling of inner peace, I have a feeling of total control of my destiny, I sense myself as a master, assured and deeply happy!
I fixed the horizon, mist mask gradually ...
I put the bar toward the horizon, I sit an arm on the rail and the other on the bar, I am at peace.
End
Dream in three flashes:
Flash 1:
I'm in a large office, my office, it's quite luxurious, with wood paneling and artworks line the walls. I am with my wife and my father, we are all three standing conflict broke out between the three of us: I understand nothing, and don't understand its origin, unable to do more, I quit them all both and I leave the office, by slamming the door ...
Flash 2:
We are again all three, but this time on the back deck of my monohull. I'm at the bar. Again, a conflict breaks out, the same situation as in the office, they shout loudly, unable to do more I hang myself and clenches myself on the bar.
Flash 3:
I'm on my monohull, I'm alone, I'm at the bar. I browse the Hong Kong archipelago, I sail between the Saïkun islands. The sea is a little training, I sail close to the wind. It is good. The sky is blue and covered gradually mist. I stare at the horizon, I have a feeling of inner peace, I have a feeling of total control of my destiny, I sense myself as a master, assured and deeply happy!
I fixed the horizon, mist mask gradually ...
I put the bar toward the horizon, I sit an arm on the rail and the other on the bar, I am at peace.
End
"Dream 13/03/2016"
Narration:
- I'm at an opening, I meet a beautiful chinese woman, she makes me glances, we speak, we decided to have a drink ... We discuss, we sympathize, but nothing happens because I'm already married. Then I invited her the next day to join me in my country home in Italy.
- The next day I'm at the kitchen of that house with my father and my mother, a large window opened onto a wide river with green and populated shores lined with weeping willows ...
Water flows at the foot of our house, and we rocked its music.
I began to experience a strange feeling and an attraction to the chinese woman, she gives me a challenge oeillade, strips off and goes to the kitchen door leading to the stairs leading to the river, and tells me about her bizness, on trading internationally with different products and said to me "you know nowadays everything is done on the internet." I am appalled by the contrast of her nakedness and the seriousness of her speech and in front of my astonished relatives say "I go to swim in the river, join me ..." I look at his back and kidney drop, I'm completely overwhelmed, she closes the door and go down ...
I go to the window, I see her graceful swim in the river water, I turn around and converse with my mother ... We hear screaming outside, meanwhile the weather has changed, it went from gray to driving rain, I head to the window and I see rescue workers in white raincoat with hood in the river water being bring back the chinese woman dead body. I took an unfathomable sadness, I straddle the window I hear the panicked screams of my mother behind me, I jumped in the river, I cross shouting "What happened ? What the hell ?" and there I see all rescuers in tears, they have trouble speaking and between two said in Italian "his last words were that she had just moved that day with her husband in the house where you're coming from, does she know you? Do you know her ? " In my turn, I am in tears I have trouble speaking, I look at the body covered with a white sheet disappear behind the weeping willows ...
I remain silent, I see all rescuers with their white raincoat and hood on their head dripping in the rain, crouching at the waterfront at the foot of soil weeping and crying together ...
I'm going home in tears in the kitchen, I see my relatives collapsed, the police are there and asks us if we know her and did she moved that day ? and if I was her husband? Police are asking her name: An even greater sadness invades me, I realize that I don't even know her name! I took for it towards the clothes left on the chair in the kitchen, searching the pockets of her jeans, her jacket, there are no ID papers ...
I look at the Police eyes swollen with tears, and then my lips tremble and I can not get a word out ...
I suddenly wake up with this sequence clear in my mind, with terrible sadness ...
The end
- I'm at an opening, I meet a beautiful chinese woman, she makes me glances, we speak, we decided to have a drink ... We discuss, we sympathize, but nothing happens because I'm already married. Then I invited her the next day to join me in my country home in Italy.
- The next day I'm at the kitchen of that house with my father and my mother, a large window opened onto a wide river with green and populated shores lined with weeping willows ...
Water flows at the foot of our house, and we rocked its music.
I began to experience a strange feeling and an attraction to the chinese woman, she gives me a challenge oeillade, strips off and goes to the kitchen door leading to the stairs leading to the river, and tells me about her bizness, on trading internationally with different products and said to me "you know nowadays everything is done on the internet." I am appalled by the contrast of her nakedness and the seriousness of her speech and in front of my astonished relatives say "I go to swim in the river, join me ..." I look at his back and kidney drop, I'm completely overwhelmed, she closes the door and go down ...
I go to the window, I see her graceful swim in the river water, I turn around and converse with my mother ... We hear screaming outside, meanwhile the weather has changed, it went from gray to driving rain, I head to the window and I see rescue workers in white raincoat with hood in the river water being bring back the chinese woman dead body. I took an unfathomable sadness, I straddle the window I hear the panicked screams of my mother behind me, I jumped in the river, I cross shouting "What happened ? What the hell ?" and there I see all rescuers in tears, they have trouble speaking and between two said in Italian "his last words were that she had just moved that day with her husband in the house where you're coming from, does she know you? Do you know her ? " In my turn, I am in tears I have trouble speaking, I look at the body covered with a white sheet disappear behind the weeping willows ...
I remain silent, I see all rescuers with their white raincoat and hood on their head dripping in the rain, crouching at the waterfront at the foot of soil weeping and crying together ...
I'm going home in tears in the kitchen, I see my relatives collapsed, the police are there and asks us if we know her and did she moved that day ? and if I was her husband? Police are asking her name: An even greater sadness invades me, I realize that I don't even know her name! I took for it towards the clothes left on the chair in the kitchen, searching the pockets of her jeans, her jacket, there are no ID papers ...
I look at the Police eyes swollen with tears, and then my lips tremble and I can not get a word out ...
I suddenly wake up with this sequence clear in my mind, with terrible sadness ...
The end
"Dream 18/03/2016"
Dream narration :
We are in Guadeloupe, on Grande Terre. With my parents, we're visiting the sugar cane cutters friends.
Our car stopped in front of their wood house. We enter in the house and we're greeted with a goat colombo for lunch. I must have 6 or 7 years I let myself listening the music of creole language, I look outside it's beautiful, the sugar cane in the field are glowing under the sun.
The meal is finished, it's 3:00 p.m. I left the table and go to play in the fields of sugar canes. I see on the ground a 'coupela' (a sword to cut sugar cane). I pick it up, I play with it, by miming cane cutters gestures, it's very heavy and escapes from my hand to see it fly deep into the sugar cane field. I can't find it ...
I sheepishly returned in tears and confesses to having lost the coupela to the house master. I see his face harden, then a generous smile is drawed on his facet and said that's nothing 'You must buy me another one !
Reassured, I ask my parents to go to nuy it immediately. After we were handing the coupela to the house master, we tun back home ...
A week goes by, at the following weekend we returned to see these friends, and we find our friend in his house with the right hand bandaged with a bloodstained bandage ! I am horrified, I feel an inexplicable guilt rising in me. The master of the house, says that the former coupela had its handle skated to the shape of his hand ... But the new one, the handle is not done yet !
It will be years before this is done !
In the meantime, stick with the effort snatched the skin of his hand !
I go out of the house horrified in tears, I see the coupela on the ground with the handle in a bloody puddle of blood on the ground ...
This vision reached me violently, I make a trial alone and said aloud, "We do not play with a working tool ! "
End
We are in Guadeloupe, on Grande Terre. With my parents, we're visiting the sugar cane cutters friends.
Our car stopped in front of their wood house. We enter in the house and we're greeted with a goat colombo for lunch. I must have 6 or 7 years I let myself listening the music of creole language, I look outside it's beautiful, the sugar cane in the field are glowing under the sun.
The meal is finished, it's 3:00 p.m. I left the table and go to play in the fields of sugar canes. I see on the ground a 'coupela' (a sword to cut sugar cane). I pick it up, I play with it, by miming cane cutters gestures, it's very heavy and escapes from my hand to see it fly deep into the sugar cane field. I can't find it ...
I sheepishly returned in tears and confesses to having lost the coupela to the house master. I see his face harden, then a generous smile is drawed on his facet and said that's nothing 'You must buy me another one !
Reassured, I ask my parents to go to nuy it immediately. After we were handing the coupela to the house master, we tun back home ...
A week goes by, at the following weekend we returned to see these friends, and we find our friend in his house with the right hand bandaged with a bloodstained bandage ! I am horrified, I feel an inexplicable guilt rising in me. The master of the house, says that the former coupela had its handle skated to the shape of his hand ... But the new one, the handle is not done yet !
It will be years before this is done !
In the meantime, stick with the effort snatched the skin of his hand !
I go out of the house horrified in tears, I see the coupela on the ground with the handle in a bloody puddle of blood on the ground ...
This vision reached me violently, I make a trial alone and said aloud, "We do not play with a working tool ! "
End
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