Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Many, many poor ghosts. I don't run an orphanage or refugee camp!

This is not a scary, horror dream. But a rather sad one.

Many thin, weak, haggard, dirty, sad-looking ghosts in shabby, torn clothing were walking weakly and slowly towards me.

The impression that I had of them is that they wanted to follow me and be part of my family (and not to haunt or harm me).

It must be my 2 kumantong kids bragging to them that they enjoy living with me.

I told these ghost to STOP walking towards me. Not that they were scary, in fact there is no feeling of fear here. I told them that I am not going to invite any of them into my family and I won't be offering any food or anything to them.

I asked them to return to the place where they had came from (where they initially haunt).

Lately I had seen more ghosts appearing in many of my dreams. I don't welcome it. It has to stop.

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