Weird Dreams & Aliens - 9/20/2023

The dream I had last night I only remember in bits and pieces. I remember being at a place where it was bunch of sandy gravel. My daughter was either throwing a fit , or she fell on the ground in a faceplant . I remember waking up from this because it scared me. I looked over and princess was safely sleep in my arms. I had been trying to put her to sleep because she  was having a hard time sleeping. She hasn't been wanting to sleep in her own bed, which was hell trying to get from the storage in the first place. If you could see my face just know I'm rolling my eyes right now. I never understand why children do shit like that. You go through great lengths to get them something they need and they don't even use it lol .

I dint even realize I feel asleep on her. I try to break the habit of going to sleep in front of the tv but for now, I've been saving myself the headache of fighting with Princess during sleep time so I'm giving in to that until she gets her own space. We use to sleep to sound bowls and meditation frequencies. I really need to get back doing that but recently I've been scared myself to turn off any light in my grandfathers house.

His house is heavily haunted. Last night my eyes were so tired, I could barley keep them open. I was trying to figure out if I needed to will myself to put on protection oil, because there was a dark and tall figure staring at me the entire time I was pretending to watch the tv. I glanced over at the pillow next to me where my protection oil was strategically placed for me to grab whenever I felt princess or I needed it. I didn't even have the strength to put it on. The figure got closer but exhaustion and fear were fighting with themselves inside of me. I ended up giving in and going back to sleep still feeling its presence standing over me. 

I awoke suddenly later that morning. Well at the time I thought it was nighttime because it was still so dark. The blankets were covering my face. Oh, that's why it was so dark. 

I pulled them off of my face and squeezed my eyes to the bright ass light of the television, and the kitchen light. The couch I sleep on is facing the kitchen. Its easy to see whos in there because in the den, the only doors standing between me and the kitchen was two double glass doors. Paw Paw had woken me up. He usually is slamming a bunch of dishes and mumbling things to himself. This time the only thing he was doing was waddling around like normal and making himself coffee.  It made me remember the dinner he cooked for me, Kiarra, and princess. We had to pull cards to see if it as even safe to eat seeing as though he had been pissed at us for weeks on end. What the helel made him want to make us food, then stay up till 8pm to wait on us to eat? He is normally sleep at this time.

He has to wake up at 3am everyday to go to his very mundane job that he CHOOSES to work at. Sometimes I think he makes his life harder just to have something to complain about. He is an Aries like me, so i understand him not understanding what its like to sit tf down somewhere. 

My mind drifted toward the events that happened earlier. There was this strange woman we met at the library that day. This woman was strikingly gorgeous, with a face fulL of freckles, fair skinned , long locs ( the type I had saved to my Pinterest board for later , this bitch stole my future hairstyle and looked good as fuck in them ), and a very simple outfit yet very well put together. She didn't seem like she had bad energy? I still put protection oil on me and my daughter. I turned around and there she was on the squishy children's seats behind me. Damn, she moved fast. One thing I immediately noticed about her was that one, she was BEAUTIFUL, and two she had the weirdest eyes. Not those blue ass eyes that would piss me off, no they were all brown. And I mean ALL brown. No pupils. She started asking me questions about my oil, tarot, etc.. I liked that she asked because I don't really talk to many people but today I was rambling because she asked about my interest, also she kept eye contact which made me a bit nervous. I was so glad my sister came walking towards my way so that she could pick up the conversation because this woman was starting to make me stutter. Also , as I stated before , she was vey beautiful  but in the weirdest way. Like now that I think about it, I can't even remember her face, just the details, but not the full picture? While my sister was saving me conversationally, I kept glancing at princess playing with her daughter. They were playing a bit rough, but they were the same age and as a teacher I know that's how kids that age play. What really was holding my attention was the big booty nigga sitting in the children's chair across from us. It was obvious that he, the child ,and the woman were related in some way because they all came in together, but how? I was being nosy and that Gemini placement started kicking in because I started overthinking their dynamic, why this woman was flirting with me in front of this man who was seemingly her husband , and why tf Princess was acting like she didn't like the kids that came with them. The child , by the way , was very cute omg. But she looked very similar to a child I had seen befo0re. Like a child I use to teach. The kids weren't exactly sharing with one another so my teacher jumped in and suggested to my child and the little girl, summer, that we can play in the kitchen where it was more toys to share. So my sister, the woman, the man , and the kids all decided it was best to go to the other children's area with fake ovens  and kitchen items. There was a table for the women to sit at, (I forgot was supposed to be in this conversation too ), while the man kept an eye on the kids. I was keeping an eye on him keeping an eye on the kids of course because nigga just cause you dressed like a target model and got locs doesn't mean I trust you like that. 

The entire conversation we had with this woman was, in short eye opening. She seemed like she was into the same shit me and Kiarra were, which was rare. But something about her seemed so...off. She told me that the protection oil, and my Jesus piece wasn't "necessary" because the bush was surrounding me. She was a religious nut, or she came off that way because I noticed she didn't wear a Jesus piece. 

On the long walk back to the snow cone shop by our grandfather house, me and Kiarra had talks about the weird encounter we just had. I pointed out to Kiarra that the woman had no pupils. We decided we'd sit at the Bazaar after we got our nachos to pull cards.