11 April 2012
Oh how strange! To have a dream of being an Red Indian? I have no idea where THAT popped from, no TV, book or Internet memory of having seen anything that would have triggered it. The Dream: I, and a woman, left a Tipi, after some 'alarm' had been given of the arrival of a rival tribe, I negotiated my way up from the camp, up cliffs and through forests. We hid in a cave, the lip overlooking the valley showed the Braves' scouring the region for us. The Woman had passed out, and I kept my hand over her mouth in case she awoke, in fright. Now: Above the cave, a road, suddenly I am no longer in the distant past, but in more modern times. A car light illuminated the edge of cave, I creep forward, and find a young man walking down, he has a pistol that I take off him, and shoot to the side and grass as warning, other men cone down, also armed, but I realise that they are just there to have a 'fire/braai'! I am impressed, and also chuffed with the pistol, that I have in my hands.
I wake up...
The Indian Brave Dream • Opuss № I