Sunday, March 25, 2012

My Dream: The Deserted Island

I had a dream! okay that sounded like Martin Luther King ! Anyways its true, i finally had a dream a few nights ago a dream about a couple of monkeys on an Island. Yep, it felt like I was in a cartoon movie. It almost felt like a Tarzan movie. I woke up happy that day. It was a story about 2 monkeys that  lived in a tree house filled up with everything a house should and would have, but more crafty and simple. Furniture was made of wood, no electric, flowers throughout the house, plenty of windows. It was the perfect tree house for the monkeys. The monkeys talked, walked, had dreams, aspirations, goals, wishes, love, sorrow, hate and anger. They were just like anyone else. They wanted a perfect life. I watched like i was watching a movie in the jungle. The male was brown fur, with little hair sticking from the top, a scar of his hand,  and a cute little butt, hehe. The female has very light color coat of fur, and with lots of little freckles. I watched them as they played in the jungle, swinging from tree to tree top freely. They were having a blast, smiling, laughing, and just monkeying around. They often went to this beautiful waterfall where they had their alone time together and relaxed in the water with the sun shining on them and often they would be able to see beautiful rainbows come out.They lived amongst the trees and animals where their was no judgement, no jealousy, no hate. It wasn't till the rumor of those silly and selfish people coming to tear down our island.This hurt us, hurt us so much, that as much as he wanted to stay with me to protect me, he had to go find us a new home. He told me he couldn't fight off these humans, he just couldn't, they were to strong and its not worth it in the end. He told he will be back in 6 months to reunite his love for me in a new home. He was off to find us a new home, a new way of life, a place where we would be safe and in peace. He was off discovering the world, discovering himself, but always remembering our tree, our beautiful tree home. Now that he was left my island is truly deserted. Just Remeber, I will be here next to our beautiful tree, waiting till my pain of worries can be at peace.

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