Greetings Everyone!

There's been so much good going on recently than the bad, and there is so much that I could expand upon that, I'm saving for another day. Stay tuned and you'll see it.

Today I'm going to talk about two dreams with a dread theme, Rape.

Its not the usual kind of topics I hit up here, but last night I had a dream, one that continued from a previous night about two days before.

Two days ago, the dream happened where I was raped by some scum sucking sick puke, that kidnapped and raped me, with the eventual intent to kill me in some sick perverted way to get his rocks off. I don't remember the end details, but I got away and apparently he wasn't caught. (Story of my life really, the last bastard who actually did that to me hasn't even been brought to the authorities attention).

In last night's dream, My ex-wife and I were on vacation somewhere and she was kidnapped by this same bastard and taken away. Luckily I got her back and the bastard was caught. But she too had been raped in the dream. I wasn't angry until the end of the dream where I found out the jerk was working with someone else, but this is not the point.

When she was brought home by the police I sat down with her and my heart went out, there was nothing but love in that room. Nothing but an overwhelming love. I needed to know what happened though, hoping as I was that what happened to me hadn't happened to her, but I already seemed to know.

So that's how I approached it, saying "I need to know if what happened to me happened to you." And sure enough it did (Though this time btw I should mention, I was spared from the details of what happened to her, and anything I saw from her end was in interstitial cut scenes... mostly of her rescue).

Again, the most powerful part here was that before, when this has happened in real life to people I love, my first response was WOLVERINE BESERKER RAGE (Seething below the surface that it pretty much blotted out everything else)! But this time, it was a genuine concern for my ex-wife (-FYI: in the dream we were married). I reached out slowly and hugged her close and let her know there was someone that cared about her more than anything else, and then I woke up.

I'm still in a general malaise since then, as you can see, and not sure how I should feel about all that or what it means, or if my precog skills are kicking in, (my god I hope not and don't think so) or if it was just a dream signalling a fundamental thought shift in how I deal with pain both personal and those close to me, or if it was simply a bad dream signifying nothing.

Still, I thought I'd come here and share. Get it out y'know. And that's really all I have to say about that right now.*



(c 2003-2004, Lourdes C., Recreation Dept., Medical Division, USS Avenger NCC-1860)




(* In the interests of clarification for readers, two things should be made clear. 1. I was raped back when I was 6 by my babysitter David on multiple occasions. and 2. If you know me, or read the previous articles here, you;'ll realize that a) My gender is female and that b) this fact was prevailing through the dreams related above.)