~ A Conspiracy Theory in the Subconscious

~ Translating a real dream I had... Note: "If you're anxious constructed, please do not read for your own good"

~ A Conspiracy Theory in the Subconscious

 

 

 

Dreaming, deeper falling, feeling intense adrenaline...

Rushed through the veins, like a free fall with eyes closed

Seeing and knowing you’re going to die, as you got a warning

In a reflect of another  time zone, where a man on distance

Whispered this to you… so poignant and anxious…

Tomorrow you’re not here anymore, as at 8:00 PM you die

His words echo still through my mind, as I do not understand why…

 

Standing in a room now, with huge open windows, curtains aren’t there

As if they were left, on purpose to hit me better…

I see my sharpshooter in front of me loading his gun, watching through

His loop his right hand moves and turns, as he sharps me, and observes me

I feel that I must lie down and crawl through the place of destination,

As my whole family is next to me, and whispers me to stay low

Two shots through the window, in my higher air line did hit a painting

 

As I crawl further to reach another chamber,  full in fear, my heart skips,

The high European doorposts are an obstacle, as I must be

Careful, but quickly, and keeping my mind together…

My family rarely enough all standing on their feet, and are watching me

As they don’t help, and just whispering, like zombies, to me,

The sound of their voices, is so dull and stunned, like they aren’t there

For real and all is distorted, or maybe I’m turning deaf?

 

I can’t hardly breathe, I feel myself dizzy, but I must stay low,

I must have been collapsed, So badly in the black hole

As I walk from one moment to another on a green forest

And see green around me except the path I walk down

It is full of pebbles, in various shades, and forms

Free? Am I free? I walk, and walk, still somewhat restless

When I turn my head, he is there again… the sharpshooter

 

Ha ha ha…. You thought you were rid of me?

He yelled… and I tried to run, but he warned me to,

“Look at the ground” he said, look carefully…

In each square meter, I outlined a fall are you sure to run?

You can fall in a hole, or step on a mine,

My labyrinth for you are all my booby traps

You’re not escaping your faith, you shall die…

 

The next moment I fell down, as I wasn’t focused enough

Deeper and deeper… and woke up all sweaty

I was alive. I still was... looking around... It was just a dream,

A bad one… as I have them rarely, but those in my top 5

I made, I shall never forget, as they are burning Conspiracy Theories

In the lower Subconscious, Didn’t you had some of those in your life?

You want to write down? as they are burned on your retina...?

 

 

I wonder… ;)

 

 

 

 

~ Elisa Laura

Author's Note

Thank you... remember this was just a dream.
Some minds have them vividly.

Enjoy, or Runnaway X

Reviews

[I Shred This Cabbage]

I love this Elisa, the unspeakable visions of an individual, an interior monologue, the eye within the eye, writer/director of earthly movies sponsored and angeled in heaven!

The double negation (can't hardly breathe) however, is almost unforgivable, bad Elisa! ;P

[Corset]

Some of those dreams seem so real to us, I had one that was very real last night too, but mine was most enjoyable where this one is very scary,I am sorry you are having so much anxiety, this kind of dream would freak anyone out :( Hope you don't give it any energy, you are a live and beautiful and very talented, this had me biting my lip well done!

Thank you sweet corset, for your thoughts on my poetic story. I guess, anxiety is needed to keep a person sharp :) to face it embrace it, not to run away from.. so when these dreams come, I write them down... this one was last year, hence the date I posted it. Now I see things so much better, and solved... that's the spirit of sharing dreams. Thank you for your review, really, and sorry this made you scared.... I just love to be myself... in any time, and put emotions to my writings :) xxxxxx

[Corset]

It didn't make me scared sweetie, I'm just concerned about if it made you too anxious. I am fascinated with dreams as most people are i'm sure :) I like to read or hear about what someone was dreaming. There was a study that said dreaming is just praticing what you would do if that thing happened to you, since we are never really challenged by the fight or flight syndrome anymore, the subconscious likes to practice it's survival skills so it will be prepared to react should the occasion arise instinctively to survive. what do you think?

No, not really, I have dreams like this since I was very young... and mostly they came true. This one too, on several levels. I'm fascinated with them too. I guess you're pretty right dear. I know you are, out of experiences. Thank you for explaining your thoughts, that is so appreciated on Eli's place. :) X

[Ken Simm.]

I suppose its a little too obvious to say this is very filmic. But it is. The tension and the build up is very real and precise. Interesting write.

Thank you very much Ken... It was a real dream I had. :)

[Larry Dyson]

nice story E...one of mine similar ends with my getting shot right thru the rifle scope in the eye that is watching..ewwww.

Many thank yous Eclipsing Moon, terrifying isn't it? you know, this was a dream of last year.... recently I saw this movie.... "http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1992258/?ref_=sr_1 " and I was stunned, how much it was the same as the visions I had.... in that dream, It was really freaking me out hehe... :) have a nice day!

[Larry Dyson]

deja vu maybe..we all are in and out the timeline all the dreams and such?

Might well .... sharp thoughts Laury ...

[Horizon K.]

Oh Elisa, this was so creepy, and I could vividly experience this in my mind as you spun your story...

I hate having bad dreams, last night I dreamed I was attacked by a huge fat rattlesnake, but I was able to whack it away just in time! I think the most bothersome thing about dreams like this it they haunt you, with their vividness you can picture them so clearly that they become a memory, and even worse if you have ever had a dream that came true, which I have several times, these horrible vivid dreams give fears they could be like that too...

So lets dream about sakura tonight instead...

Ah thank you so much sweetheart, for feeling with me on this one... yes, I hate having them too, but I do love to analyze them, this one was one from last year, but it came quite true... Oh you dreamt about a huge fat rattlesnake... it's the primal fear in you I guess... (cortex) thingy... my mum feers them too, out of Asian genes... and fears... there were a lot of Boa Constrictors, at Java Island... and Banda Island... and the storries of Granny didn't help lol... Yes, please let us dream about the Sakura tonight hehe... xxx Thank you so much for really reading this and your imput sis, means a lot.

[Horizon K.]

It came true! Oh I hope not literally! And ... Sigh... I had only terrible dreams last night...

Oh, sis, you should write them down.... just in a dream kind of diary, for later, it is most interesting... I will sent you a mail in a while lol xx

[Tree]

Dreams are a rich source of information. We would be remiss if we did not pay attention to that stream of information that we are subjected to every time we close our eyes. I myself have documented some of my own dreams, in the hope that I would learn something, or capture some Truth. When we experience a dream, such as the one you had, that is so powerful, so real that you can not ignore––––then it must be recorded... Bring it into this realm, and learn from it. Or just turn it into magic, into art. Thank you for sharing this one Eli

Diego

Thank you so much Diego, and you know what the funny thing is? was? look at the data of this poem, and the data of ~ The Voice of Silence... I forfelt a thingy... hence to the tags.... :) all good now, yep, but this is how it always goes with Eli.... dreams and then Reality.... strainge woman I am.... thank you for the imput, and the friendly words, truly appreciated!! really.

[Dylan S.]

I've had a dream like that, and it was so bizarre. I was seen on a roof in a business suit, drinking a cup of coffee. I was refined, stable, calm, content with the way life is for me. Behind me is another man, also in a business suit holding a sniper rifle, hiding from me. He was nothing like me; he looked like he was in constant stress, like he wanted freedom from worry. He was scared, but he had to do the task he gave himself. He takes two looks, aims his weapon, and pulls the trigger. Before I could even see the exchange, I saw red, and I heard a shot. I don't know what happened after that, but I see myself kissing what I thought was my one true love, in a red letter jacket. We were in a restaurant, sitting in a booth, enjoying the company we had. It's like I had a nightmare and a dream in one night.

Wow, twisted also! I like to read yours, very interesting! amazing how you also still can remember all, thank you so much for comming by on this older one of me! loved that. Your opinion, and shared thoughts, are always welcome! thank you Dylan!

[Bria Love]

Oh, I LOVE! It could have been a short summary in the beginning of an action movie. Before I read that it was just a dream, I could have swore this actually happened to you. I'm just sitting here on the edge of my seat while scrolling through your amazing words. I like how you put the "haha" because I learned a lot about the shooter; he seems like he's condescending. Its amazing that you say we want to write our dreams down to read for a later time and try to decipher them. It's just so difficult because by the time we wake; we've already had about 10 dreams and they've all been lost...or have they? Maybe we think about our dreams all the time, we'll just never know. Liking the wink at the end. Winks are always appreciated ;)

Thank you for your sharp insight, dear poetess, I loved your review, words, thoughts, it means much to me, as it is an oldie by now, but I see it still in front of me like yesterday, I have sometimes, dreams, like these, and I keep a diary when they come back, I always try to analize my worst and deeper subconcious, it's very interesting why you dreamt each detail, so sharp, rich, and vivid, and those who we remember will have messages... I'm sure.

Xoxo

[Bria Love]

Ah, analyzing dreams makes me very happy! I love it when I can dream in the night and then wake up and actually remember them. Its amazing you have a diary for them because you can go back, look at them, decipher them, and maybe ask yourself "what was I going through that made me dream of that?" Intepreting poems and symbols are second nature to me, so I owe all I thanks to you! Xoxo

Aw, thanks again, yes, since I noticed I dream always so vividly I thought, why not write them all down emediately. :) and it's so nice to read them after a while, then you think: " Oh yeah, that dream, back then..." and you see it with whole new ideas, and visons than back in the days. So funny. Thanks for being you! like to talk with you about this! xoxo

[Bria Love]

It's just like writing. I know for me, there are some days where I just write my feelings down and think nothing of it, except as "venting". But I come back to it after a few months, look at it, fall in love with it, form it, and make something out of it. Thanks for being YOU, E. Picking things apart, analyzing them, and putting them back together in a different way :). Anytime xoxo

Exactly, that's so stunning, each emotion has a deeper meaning always, you noticed that too, it means you're very aware of all what you experience. I can only admire that. Xoxo soon read more of your art, but must sleep soon xxx

[Sugar Plum ♥]

Oh, sounds terrifying! I had one awful dream, connected with death so long time ago...It was my child impression when my grandfather died, and he was calling me to him in this dream...your poem is very powerfull, makes me see all like on a screen!

Thank you dear, it was a real dream... I said to myself it is one of the five of my most anxious I remembered so vividly, I should not running away from it, write it down, and face it.... so I did, thank you for reading a part of my soul in my dream. xoxo

[emmajoy]

To write a dream, a nightmare, you have to sleep.. how you managed to do so in more than a few flickers of lash i don't know! This has edginess, raw fear, a strange feeling- near immediacy, that the dreamer will wake up and the reader will never know the ending! Guess the latter comes from the gasp of each line, the way you've created amazing movement; more a fast flowing cartoon strip.. on and on. Great and impressive writing, Elisa. Must count ten, and, relax now!

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

My sweet sister, what a dream.....what a nightmare. I have dreamed of being stabbed most of my life and I love guns but am dreadfully afraid of knives. My husband was murdered by a knife and fire and I wonder now were my dreams premonitions of his death......maybe so since I no longer have them....heed your dreams. They mean something. love you