01-16-2014, 12:00 AM
dream recap. after short nap 1/16/00:01 AM
interloop shift,we are landing the small coy of the white cruise ship, entering on on the ledge and going by the wooden plated corridor of white steel,
the ship looks very expensive and somehow modern and stylish, met a guy with a beard,
big fellow talking with scotting accent "Wheres your ticket, Boy ?" and looked into sides showing with his arms like that the ship is his.
I was started to unrelentlessy hunt any items which could be considered as worthy by this calculative and venomous posture which he holded.
The three guys behind me started to be distorbud and nervously sniffed around my back, while cracking in joints - stretching hands.
After while in which the atmosphere was so tin, that the buddy behind will just stab me into back and bye-bye *food for sharks*.
I breathed fully inside myself a showed my empty pockets with a sigh and smile, the Scotish owner of the ship starts to laugh and say
"Okay, I dont like unwelcomed visitors, but I give you a chance,
here is a rope" He grabbed something in his back and handed me a rope that was tied to the safe-rescue red circle of first help.
I take the rope and he looks on me like I doesnt exist. He says "Jump anytime you want, lets see what you can make."
I stand here, smile and look unbelievably on the rope with in my hand and shrug my shoulders with a face that "how the *** he can does this to me ?
a lone soul on the big sea without a place or known ?"
then I swiftly moved 180degrees took the rope between my teeth, and slapped the main red shirt with moustache.
With other hand already on the railing, I jumped off into the rain and sea, I heard something like a scream from some room on the seemigly empty yacht
picked the rope into my hands and was able to quickly repulse my self off the side of the ship by legs and strongly holding the wet linen rope in my hands,
I heard laugh from upside, I had to glance up as someone made me slide on the side in the raging high sea which flushed off the side and salt water got in my lungs.
I was there like a snake - tossing myself on the swinging side of the ship, pouring in water and slippery, then something like *error* or 'crash' happened and my thoughts
or feeling of pain and discomfort lost, in that moment, it was like if time stopped and I was for several minutes in absolutely other dream, I saw the depths and my fall to the despair below my feet,
Very, very angry sea, or straining my muscles to the definition of pain. My body gave off the final statement, it was like instict and showed me back, some old friends call animal instict or ferociousness.
I twitched with my body so hard that I jumped of and twisted myself into a decent mountain climber position, I made a step and saw the moustache man cutting the rope, I saw a fire in the window while making the several three or more steps, and something like a woman voice, then lighting sounded across whole my perception, and field of my light was strucked by the lighting that felt straight into boat.
It made the man in red to twitch himself and cutted the rope immidiately, as he was swirled by the wave that came on the left of the boat.
It felt like eternity, I just heard a swirl of the rope sliding by my weight with speed to the depths of the sea, and then a almost hot warmth holding me across hand from the window.
interloop shift,we are landing the small coy of the white cruise ship, entering on on the ledge and going by the wooden plated corridor of white steel,
the ship looks very expensive and somehow modern and stylish, met a guy with a beard,
big fellow talking with scotting accent "Wheres your ticket, Boy ?" and looked into sides showing with his arms like that the ship is his.
I was started to unrelentlessy hunt any items which could be considered as worthy by this calculative and venomous posture which he holded.
The three guys behind me started to be distorbud and nervously sniffed around my back, while cracking in joints - stretching hands.
After while in which the atmosphere was so tin, that the buddy behind will just stab me into back and bye-bye *food for sharks*.
I breathed fully inside myself a showed my empty pockets with a sigh and smile, the Scotish owner of the ship starts to laugh and say
"Okay, I dont like unwelcomed visitors, but I give you a chance,
here is a rope" He grabbed something in his back and handed me a rope that was tied to the safe-rescue red circle of first help.
I take the rope and he looks on me like I doesnt exist. He says "Jump anytime you want, lets see what you can make."
I stand here, smile and look unbelievably on the rope with in my hand and shrug my shoulders with a face that "how the *** he can does this to me ?
a lone soul on the big sea without a place or known ?"
then I swiftly moved 180degrees took the rope between my teeth, and slapped the main red shirt with moustache.
With other hand already on the railing, I jumped off into the rain and sea, I heard something like a scream from some room on the seemigly empty yacht
picked the rope into my hands and was able to quickly repulse my self off the side of the ship by legs and strongly holding the wet linen rope in my hands,
I heard laugh from upside, I had to glance up as someone made me slide on the side in the raging high sea which flushed off the side and salt water got in my lungs.
I was there like a snake - tossing myself on the swinging side of the ship, pouring in water and slippery, then something like *error* or 'crash' happened and my thoughts
or feeling of pain and discomfort lost, in that moment, it was like if time stopped and I was for several minutes in absolutely other dream, I saw the depths and my fall to the despair below my feet,
Very, very angry sea, or straining my muscles to the definition of pain. My body gave off the final statement, it was like instict and showed me back, some old friends call animal instict or ferociousness.
I twitched with my body so hard that I jumped of and twisted myself into a decent mountain climber position, I made a step and saw the moustache man cutting the rope, I saw a fire in the window while making the several three or more steps, and something like a woman voice, then lighting sounded across whole my perception, and field of my light was strucked by the lighting that felt straight into boat.
It made the man in red to twitch himself and cutted the rope immidiately, as he was swirled by the wave that came on the left of the boat.
It felt like eternity, I just heard a swirl of the rope sliding by my weight with speed to the depths of the sea, and then a almost hot warmth holding me across hand from the window.