Well today in the classic Saturday nap the afternoon I had a dream very bizarre, bordering on the surreal, which I will relate here because the truth would not forget it will be very difficult to tell, so I apologize in advance for the horrors of writing.
The dream begins with me standing in line at an airport, really do not know where, but as I was somewhere Soviet front of me was a German and an endless line of passengers waiting for something, surely the security check point, but I saw no arc or metal detector, the line was formed with the classic tape fences zigzag as in any airport, and also behind me was a long line of people. The line itself was static, and I was talking to the German language do not remember but we were having a conversation flowing and insignificant about the country and how we enjoyed the trip.
Suddenly some people come in suits, black suit and some other dark brown, so if sunglasses and quite high, wondering if any of us wanted to buy something in the Duty Free shops. The person behind me, I mentioned one of the suits you would like to buy a couple of bottles of alcohol to lead his country at that time the Lord brought a wife put on her wrist, and he put the other in yours, so they were bound, and led him back another man said the same interest and the other gentleman dressed did the same, handcuffed him and took him. At that time the German language, I said something like "it is amazing the control you have on the alcohol here," and I mentioned something like "yes, definitely have very strict rules." Therein began
row to move, but very fast, I was following the German to a fast trot, and suddenly I started to run because everyone was very fast, even was moving so fast that I continued the line and began to spend less than flat tapes because they were already empty. The next scene was sort of waiting room chairs ergonomic orange plastic media, like the style of a classroom, the German sat in front of me, and I told her something like "going to be great fly on a Russian airline, I've never gone to any of their aircraft, "without even turning the back I said" yes, I knew I have the new aircraft Zero " (Note that the Zero fighter planes are the second world war), I asked confused "Zero? As are those?" Head slightly tilted back and it was like talking to the ceiling "are like a DC- 9, two engines, and came forward.
I took a magazine and started reading it, of course I could not see anything, no photos or letters (I hate that it happens in dreams), but suddenly about a friend, we will call M, and I mentioned "see me, I'm taking a shortcut but we will not get to board, I run with it and entered a hallway. The hall was more like a tunnel, had a rail in the middle and we were walking down a small platform on the right bank, we were talking several things, which really do not remember, and suddenly the tunnel widens, to be very large as a quarter, supported by columns, but with fairly low ceiling, and full of rails everywhere, even some trains were detained and many others walked the distance. M
I mentioned "beware of the guide bars, do not touch that zap you" and started to jump around between tracks, at first were parallel, all roads heading towards the same direction, but soon there were other cross , then diagonally, until it reached a point that everything looked like a spider web of roads, and had then so little separation between those who started walking on tiptoe so as not to touch them. Suddenly I see a kind of Y where it begins to branch a corridor, it no roads, and say "come here, we sure faster."
walked down the aisle, and the background is a passport control point, with several police officers attending to the passengers, the problem is that we get behind, that is, we saw the police sitting back, and other travelers side of the desks, M tells me "we can not go out there, come over here" and swerved slightly to the left, where a glass door, go through it, and came to a hallway and more stylish airport bien iluminado, con macetas con plantas y demás, el punto de control nos quedaba a mano derecha pero tomamos por la izquierda dirigiéndonos a otra puerta de cristal. Ella se detuvo justo enfrente de la puerta, y me dice "Espera, voy al baño", y se dirige hacia el otro lado, hacia el punto de control, en eso, había una persona de intendencia y le dice un piropo en español, algo así como "Mamacita, etc etc" y yo le respondo en voz alta "Tranquilo wey, que hablamos español", el me voltea a ver con despecho, baja la cabeza, y sigue limpiando.
M se pierde un poco después del punto de control, y vuelve a regresar, como si hubiera ido al baño instantaneamente, pero en mi sueño, aunque the still recognized as my friend and I did not notice any change, physically looked like another friend, D, and said nothing, we crossed the glass door, and I took a luggage cart, the kind of airport, and walked a little even more lit hallway, and had no roof, they saw a clear sky with clouds in the distance.
walked a short distance and began to see many tents in the middle of the corridor, they were all red, and out of them had several kids sleeping in sleeping bags just outside of them, all were red or purple sleepings. At first we were sacándoles back, me with my cart and everything, but after I loaded the cart and we were jumping between sleepings. We were also talking
D and I do not remember that stuff, but very comfortable, while the sleeping brincábamos and I in my thoughts trying to maintain balance with the cart to fall and I was not going to disgrace the face and someone's dream. Suddenly everything fades to white, and the next scene, I was viewing the aircraft, flying, was a kind of DC-10, the line was blue and the rest of the plane was white, one of the windows had a slightly darker edge, and that's what I hear the voice of D (not seen her or anyone else, only saw the plane flying in the sky), "Hey, as we did for ourselves from outside? "and I replied" no. "
woke up, and the truth is I was very engraving, not transcendence or what meaning it may have, but it is not fun: P
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