@SweetWaterPH 30 November 2022 more from that month

Dream state log 001 It was night time, had few friends in the living room and it was dark. There's a fireplace beside, weird but there is one and we're exchanging stories or what it was, then my turn to listen. Just then, I suddenly get a familiar feeling to it. About the story of a ghost, of a young girl in white. I got the shiver cold feeling but not fear nor scared, just a feeling that I new this girl and she died in her teen years. And while their story is still going I was looking down, hiding my face, hiding my smirk because that I knew her and I wished that I could see her, I wish that she could appear in front of everyone in that place. Transitioned, the scene is now in bed alone, but such not a room, it looked like I was sleeping in living room but not same living room with a fireplace, heard scratches, heard noises, I flashed my cellphone and no one's there. For a minute, I'd like to see details with my cellphone's night vision capability so i took pictures, made some few clicks but to no avail nothing is there. I wished that she could appear, that young girl's ghost in white that warm feeling to it. Then I saw movements, someone or somebody is there. Heard a click, someone switch the lights on the far side of the room. It was long room maybe 30 ft or more. The light made a few flash then it's finally on, it was then bright and it was the kitchen. Saw two young ladies giggling on each other not knowing I see them, then there's another one behind the counter in the back, a bit dark there maybe because the light is not enough into that area, a small one girl with long curly hair and younger than the two, estimating the two giggling girls ages are in their teens. I stand up, realising it is dawning I walked thru the kitchen and it struck me that I knew them which I don't recognise, I knew them as relatives maybe cousins and not my sisters. I walked till the end of the kitchen and there another doorless exit there. An another room, a huge one and there's the rest of the relatives in their portable beds I get a feeling its a gathering but I have a mixed feeling to it. I know them as relatives but I don't know each one and walked passed them. And in that moment, I remember there's something I need to do in the river outside that just flashed image in my head, a river with a full moon which you could see the gentle stream flowing. Then I was at the back door porch realising I'm half naked, only with my trunks and my little weewee bulged, cold but not bothered. Thinking I needed coffee, wished I had coffee but already I am outside. Made thru the river and not to make a moonlight swim, I swam thru another shore far from the place I have been. I remember walking the ground soil and thru a street I have never been, I found myself on an empty bazar, probably local but nothing is in there just the division frames. Searching the area and saw empty coffee cups lying in the ground, then another few in the surrounding but I knew there's no coffee here and these cups I would never want to use too. I want to go back, back to the place where I don't recognise my relatives, passing thru the same street but couldn't remember the houses. It was a long narrow street cemented with rich houses then there's a person. A thug from his looks, pulling the electric wires from above and he looked pissed angry and I feel danger then theres another one inside the gated house, an accomplice maybe which seem no owners inside and they are doing something. Something illegal, and a danger to confront to, they could have a weapon which I don't have and I'm only on my trunks with my wee wee. Struggling to walk past, I feel that I need to crawl hard but made thru them not realising I was around and I kept looking for them. What if they saw me? What would I have done, I don't know if I should run if they come running for me . I could have been a witness for whatever they are doing. Then another guy that startled me, he was sweeping the street, sweeping a dirt-less pavement thinking he was just acting as he is, and he was aware of me. Anxiously I made past him, he was anxious too, realising he was with the guys in the mansion, just observing them. Then another one, maybe a brother and standing next poor mans house, maybe a they're the neighbor of the mansion. The cemented street ended up before their house and the ground is steep rocky little path then I could see the river from which I swam to. My hair long enough to cover my back spine dried enough to make another drip. It was a relief after seeing the place I belong and passing thru danger. Naglakbay na naman ako sa panaginip ko, medyo pagod pag gising ko. Ganun ang pakiramdam ko pero hindi tulad ng mga dati ko na maraming senaryo at tahi-tahi pero magkakaiba at di relatable. Mga panaginip na di natin maintindihan minsan nakakahanga lang na may na-eexperience at napupuntahan na hindi natin akalain.