The talking cat, dream by mikele -- Sept. 5, 2011
I was in some sort of resort, in a wooden structure. Was some martial arts teaching,there were children there, as we started the training the teacher said to close the blinds or something so the students put some chairs and plants in front of the windows. Feeling was of vacation. But i didn't feel I really belonged to the group. Was another group of people, wearing vacation lclothes: bathing suit, no top for the guys, and there was a crisis going on: apparently someone had died. There was a ceremony, the main guy strong nude torso and kinda false cool, seemed indeed touched and sad. He was singing a little or speaking. May be had a necklace of blue shells. Was tanned. My brother, I think, was telling me how to take care of the cat, that was in the bottom part of the structure. The cat had a funny way of going into its room, it had to climb up on the wood wall quickly and slide into the top room above the ceiling, making a funny noise, that made my brother laugh. Then I was hanging around with the cat and it appeared to be smart and wise. It was helping me deal with the ongoing crisis. Then I realized the cat could talk, and had this look, looking at me, like the characters in the other dreams, with some sort of interrogation, as if something was wrong - as I felt in the dream - but I still couldn't know what it was. Then when I looked at the cat better, I saw that the cornea of its right blue eye was opaqued and dry. The crisis is going on, and it seems gravity has left, we have to move by pushing ourselves on the furniture and wooden stuff. There's another guy there older, feels a bit distant from me but I feel it is because he is from these people who are scared and stick to what they have. I propose we work together by holding each others hand to move faster, but quickly he doesn't want to although it is clear this works better. It seems I was also running away that way or running after something in these woooden structures.
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