Where do these thoughts come from? - may trigger... be careful
A page in the diary "Meandering Thoughts"
Written by cateblack 6. May 2008 07:34 PM
I was sitting quite happily at my friend's computer while she was out sorting something out... when all of sudden came the thought 'I can't do this anymore, please let me die' and I was filled with an overwhelming sense of sadness and despair. I started rocking and patting my chest and felt to die now was the right thing to do... if only God would let me die... I am ready to go... I do not want to do this anymore... the feeling stayed with me for a long while... I also had the thought that to fix the mistake I need to die... there is only this way to correct this mistake and it is for me to die... to start over again... but i am not coming back... this is my last incarnation... I feel impatient to be finished with this... I distracted myself from my thoughts... and continued on with the task i was doing...
Then I thought about the dream i had this morning... i was part of a group of tourists in Indonesia being taken to our accommodation when the guide said we each had to pay the guard to pass to the next section of the marketplace... then we had to travel down this alleyway to get to the door of the rooms but we again had to pay some westerners who had been stranded in Indonesia because of lies, thievery, murder and no money a toll to pass... one girl approached me I had a roll of notes in my hand ready to peel off some to give her... and she charged me $50 then demanded another $50 so i gave it to her... to allow me to pass... I get into the rooms and talk to the others in the group and they tell me they only paid $4.07 or $20 or $5... while I paid $100... then they all decided to leave... the money they paid was supposed to protect their belongings from being robbed but as they left me alone I could see shadows and bodies climbing over the walls to get to rob us... and murder me as i was still there... I didn't want to group to leave me but they said everything was safe ... but it was all lies... they couldn't trust the toll gatekeepers... I could not go to sleep because they would attack me if I let my vigil down...
I had to wake myself up I was so terrified ... I tried to reframe the dream but couldn't so I got up, walked around then turned the radio on so I could think of something else...
I often dream... some bad like this ... others just strange... I dreamt about crocodiles trying to eat me... again I had to try all sorts of things to keep myself safe from the crocodiles...
Where do these thoughts come from?
take care
rgds
cate