posted on Jul, 6 2015 @ 09:15 PM
I am a half blood gipsy, I was raised in both worlds thinking they were the same. Always asked the same question how does it feel. Somehow you want to
be like everyone else, but you aren't, always the same nagging thought why can't I be like all the rest. My migraine had the same story, several
times per week as a kid, and the doctors told me, it's genetic mailfunction in the brain or in the eye, we all had migraines but never asked why,
cause the doctors told us you are born as a filthy gipsy.
As I grew up I felt different, everything I read or saw I remembered as a picture that never went away, and my dreams were always translucent, like
someone who wanted to tell me a message. I never told anyone and never said anything since it was only a dream. So I took the path of society demands
and tried to forget the past. And the years flew past and everything that seemed wrong was me, I tried to fit in, I tried to fill the void with
everything society provides. But the more I filled the void the bigger it got until on my birthday, my grandma looked at me and said, I don't see a
happy face anymore like the summers you spent with us and I said, I don't know what my dreams are anymore. She took one of my clothing hangars and
bent it to a circle, took out a Ball of yarn she always had and spun around it. She made a dream catcher, with a totem eye in the middle, and said
hang this over your bed and you will know. I did and that dream I had five years ago three nights in a row, changed my life: I died every night in my
dreams until I said I want to live.
My dreams are different now, I see things, dreams don't lie.
Last night I had a dream, a king from the east, I tried to see his face but only a beard as gold. A black figure stood next to him, and said to me,
the tribes will gather and the Black Sea will turn red, The warlord knows not the crown is his. I turned around and saw all the leaders bowing to his
feet, and I saw myself chained to the world.
What does this mean?