Another Night... Another Dream...

Dream 9/1/2024

I went to go visit a friend at her home... she was apparently sickly but I didn't know what she had. I walked into the kitchen and gave her a big hug but she had this look on her face like something was bugging her. As soon as our hug ended, in comes this man that was taking care of her. He was wearing what looked like a white half apron that covered only his lower half down to half his thigh and yes, he was fully clothed. He was annoyed that she was out of bed and was acting like he had been doing overtime taking care of her. Almost like an overinvolved nursemaid. He also had the look and attitude of a liberal politician named Sherrod Brown... in both appearance and maybe even politics. In his annoyance, he scolded her saying "you should be in bed!! we need you to get better now!!". When he said this, she looked back at me as she was walking away as if to say "my problem is this man".

As he began to follow her, I stopped him and said "don't worry, I'll walk up with her". He didn't like that one bit. As I walked into her room with her, she began to explain that she was done with his excessive babying. She wanted to spend time on her pastime outside but that he wouldn't allow her to. She actually felt that his Lording over her every move was either making her feel worse... or prolonging her illness. She was done. In an instant, I felt a rushed intuition that this was being done on purpose to control her. To keep her in perpetual state of care kept her both weak and compliant. This was an evil...

I told her to get dressed and to go outside... I'd handle him. She got dressed and went downstairs. He immediately became irate and began once again telling her that she needed her rest. I told him to back off and explained that she actually needed to be outside to improve. His response was akin to "I know what she needs better than you do!!" and THAT was enough to stoke my anger towards violence. I rushed to get in his face and he backed off and said "Fine!!". He took off his little apron, said "she's all yours now!!" and left in the huff of a small man's hissy fit. I just held her for a bit and woke up. As I woke, I heard a phrase that was fading out:

"sometimes those that come to heal... can actually make us worse"

In case you missed it... this isn't about me being anyone's hero. It's about knowing which "heroes" are in it for YOU... or themselves. Stay hip my loves... I'm out

~moses apollo