If there is a blind monk walking me down a steep staircase to the lower gate of the monastery exit. He senses a situation before reaching the gate, and I continue down the stairs alone. Realizing he may need help retreating backwards on the staircase. I ask him if he needs help. And he replies no, and that he knows where these stairs are.
I exit the narrow staircase gate and walk a few meter oblivious to what is going on at the city level. There's a big beautiful someday building in front of me. And I'm enjoying the blue sky framing it's magnificence. I walk almost to the curb and suddenly pause. I turn my head to the left and see a man laying in a pooll of shimmering synthetic blood. A woman is hunched over him kneeling, and I see the person's face in agony. And I also see an evening style purse. And I look at the purse a second time, noticing a gun barrel pointed at my feet. And I notice one more person before I retreat to the gated entrance stairwell.. I scramble to realize why the royalty had entered the room upstairs and invited me to gamble. I shirked because I lack the funding to gamble at such a high level. And I decided this security issue of a possibly dead person outside was a cover to hit a secondary target.
While a tall husky in black and white accompanies me on hind legs.
A bit surreal like many dreams. It felt synthetic a bit. I have never had a dream with Queen Elizabeth and Prince Harry and a blind monk, and a Husky (dog) walking on hind legs while a couple people remained int he background.
Yet immediate action is what I continue to contemplate. Unlike the blind monk, my senses didn't alert me to what was happening on the sidewalk. He retreated backwards while I continued. Yet I have the eyesight to notice the barrel concealed by the purse. What each of us experiences and turn into a reaction, may fit us for where we are. And that is our gift in this life to experience..
If I had the funds to gamble big, would I want to have a charity fundraiser?
