I had a strange dream this morning!
I had become a chocolate cake. Dark, gooey, big…dripping with molten chocolate, sending out rich aroma of chocolate and cream.
I was at a party and I see many children around me. While I gape at all of them, I feel a sudden piercing pain on my head as three candles are being stuck. I sense a sudden excitement in the air, hear singing and feel a small breath of warm air on my head.
There’s a sudden slicing pain as part of me is being ripped and the pain continues till the full me is sliced into pieces. Every slice from me is now fully aware of “ME” as good as the whole “ME”. ME as a slice in the hands of a child and the excruciating pain of being bitten off by small sets of teeth. At the same time, I sense the joy that eminates from the child and am happy that I brought him joy. ME as another slice being packed in a box that is dark, cold and suffocating…I woke up with a start…
