Dreams...

  
They say allegedly if you right down your dreams (what I can remember), you can "ontleed"  them and at the same time explain them. For some ( the readers) it will be upsetting.
 As you can see my mind is struggling with the right words to express myself, so I am using the "Afrikaans" word to explain....

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Again for the record, this is not going to be a judgement of certain individuals from my side, I did not choose for them to be in my dreams, I am just documenting the dreams as how they had happened.

You learned to run from what you feel, and that is why we allegedly have nightmares.
To deny is to invite madness. To accept is to control.
Those heart - hammering nightmares that start tolose coherence even as your'e waking up from them, but that still manage to leave their mouldering fingerprints all across your day.

Date unknown, I believe I was still living with my mother. In the dream I am protecting a female' s ( unknown) dignity, even if it was only in a dream. It felt great to feel that strong again. I hardly recognised myself.

Tuesday 17 September 2019, had avery graphic dream last night about myself and others training in real life crime investigation crimes. It was actually boring for me because all the stuff that were on the scenes I was already familiar to me, I had seen worse. At one stage I observed a shooting insident and then a individual being ran over by a military tank. Some youngsters is driving a vehicle very reckless, giving me a shit attitude. In the dream these training were like a film strip, but going in fast foward. It was borring for me, not a shock for me.

Wednesday 25 September 2019.
I had a dream about myself and an unknown individual cleaning and tiding up a premises after the occupant died. We are getting things ready for the funeral and then came to the conclusion that no one will come to the funeral. I believe that were my premises. Stefan Brink also in dream...something about going to another premises where digital appliances were stored..the dead person's belongings

Tuesday 15 October 2019, dreamed about police dogs tackling people, even woman and children. Myself and my son Ruan is somewhere and I informed him about my plans to kill myself.....

Monday 25 November 2019, before going to sleep, I noticed a strange feeling in my body, more in my chest and brain. Dreaming about my brother Ronnie, he was wearing a police uniform and he was a polce reservist. (Totally out of his character)


I believe God is selective to let me remember any dreams, maybe He wants me to learn from them.

Friday 13 December 2019, had a dream about myself actually sleeping ( in the dream) and wile I was sleeping I had a sort of attack . My brother William was also in the dream. 
I was at my parents home in Swart avenue, there were a unknown female teasing me..
My mother's second borne son was also there and he was giving presents to everyone in a sarcastic manner. The reader will noticed that I refered to the second son rather than my brother. When the timing is right I will revealed it all.....and yes, I still need to kill him.



Sleep disturbances could also be an indicator of a repressed memory. 

In nightmares, I still remember. I cut short the lives of the young and old with a bullet. It never leaves me.

Friday 24 January 2020, knew I was dreaming last night or this morning, the only thing I can remember is that a beatiful woman approach me from a terrace and kissed me, I could hear people gossiping behind us

Date unknown, should be some time in 2017...
In the dream I am back in the uniform branch of the SAP and they had premoted me to Captain. Esmarie is with me and giving me advise.
(It never appealed to me to become an officer, I was always a grunt. I always said that I dont need to become an officer to lead, and I did lead.)

 

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