Last night I had a dream In my arms was my beautiful newborn but it kept throwing up profusely painfully uncontrollable It couldn't stop. I turned around for one moment frantically looking for something, anything to help my dying child and just like that it choked and was gone.
The night before that I was ***** by an acquaintance No matter how hard I fought He overpowered me I begged him pleaded with him to at least use protection He disregarded and continued. All I wanted to do after was warn the other woman who was there But he wouldn't grant us any privacy. Finally, a chance arose and I told her: "If you ever have a dream about someone you know, if you have a dream they **** you, heed your intuition. Do not question. Better safe than destroyed." I woke up with a slight start but blanketed in a strange sense of peace bleeding, as only a woman can grounded with Gaia.