bless deh mi idren and mi sistren
just wan full yuh up wit what happened on sunday. it's too good that i had to share it..
i had an interesting dream early sunday when it was still dark. i actually wrote it deh ina facebook so i'l just paste it below..
saturday night me have a dream dat me in shackles, di antichrist ruling up di place still. him cause nuff fear ina dem people right round and it cause me fi vex and me shout seh 'me nuh wan no intermediaries caah Selassie me one true God! fyah bun di antichrist'. him cower and di shackles did loose. jus then me wake still and laugh in di dark and seh 'Jah! Rastafari!'
because of limited space i had to summarise some bits so let me expand now..
now this 'thing' was like how dem cartoonists make di ghosts; like someone puttin a sheet over him head and cutting two wholes deh for di eyes but in my dream it was like this thing was like dat naturally. it wasn't all sheet-like but dat's how best i can describe it. it was all black and scary looking. (you know how dreams seem scary until you start talking bout it? yeah. it was scary when i dreamt it..) it was like 'it' was controlling us and making us work for it..
now these shackles were like a round white ting dats wrapped round da waist tightly and has a long rope-thing coming from it that's fastened to the floor. we could walk everywher but it was like we couldn't skip/jump/fly.. you get me.
now this thing would hide in da corners ther on the ceiling, like just hide 'behind' the corner. it could see you but you couldn' see it. in that way it would be spying on us so you couldn su su su bout it witout it hearing you ie voice your unhappiness or anything like dat. nightmares seem like they could go on forever..
you know how in movies ther's the master who goes around whipping lazy people sayin 'GET BACK TO WORK!'? yeah, it was like dat.. it got to a point where you'r just physically and mentally tired of being overworked dat i lost it and was all su su su to someone and 'it' heard me and wah like 'WHAT DID YOU SAY?' coming thru the wall and i was nearly crying and B1t(H1N sayin "IM TIRED OF THIS! YOU'R NOT THE BOSS OF ME! JAH NEVER SENT YOU TO DO THIS SO I DON'T WANT NO INTERMEDIARIES WHO THINK THEY CAN PLAY GOD!"
i was cryin and sayin 'SELASSIE I IS MY ONE TRUE GOD SO IM NOT AFRAID OF YOU SO FYAH! FYAH! FYAH! FYAH BUN DI ANTICHRIST" and it was lookin at me wit this strange expression and suddenly the shackle round my waist just snapped off of me and fell. suddenly i woke up..
i was in shock and started laughin to myself and kept sayin "JAH! RASTAFARI!" until i dozed off again. i woke up wit a smile..
sunday doesnt end there..
a priest from the ithiopian orthodox church in ithiopia had come this side to hold a service for the i's so i got myself ready for dat that morning. all the while im chanting HIS name to myself, nah. i just couldn't forget that dream! anyway, i leave.. i have to catch a combi so i had to walk to the bus stop. now, ther's this straight road that i have to walk as im headin to the stop. im walkin walkin walkin walkin..
idren and sistren, i have to tell you this. its not a joke! when you call upon Jah name, blessed tings happen. im forever callin up H.I.M name..
anyway, im walkin walkin walkin as im chantin HIS name-coz i have to be spiritually prepared to receive, nah-and as im walkin, OUT OF NOWHERE, as i look up to some nearby trees, i sight the Rastafari flag wit da lion on it! just there to the side of me!! i paused so awkwardly dat i had to look aroun in case someone saw me. when i looked back it wasn't ther! i laughed and said 'JAH! RASTAFARI! coz i knew then dat He was the one doing all this.
the service was nice. the priest preached in Ahmaric-and it was nice caah even tho me nuh hear wat him seh, occasionally him would seh....SELASSIE...........SELASSIE.........SELASSIE........ so dat was nice-and someone had to translate as the priest apparently didn know english. mother of all things! this other 'ithiopian' was walking about and HE IS THE SPITTIN IMAGE OF SELASSIE I! GRAY BEARD AND ALL but he had on the ithiopian white dress robe ting. i even sent a text message to this other ras, ras samoki sayin 'da bredren standin to your right looks like HIS MAJESTY!' and him text back and seh 'yeah i know!' i couldn't believ all this, you know! didn't know how to take it all. i stared at him the whole time caah me tink seh i was hallucinating, i mean, who could blame me?!? after the service i flew upon him and asked to take a picture of him sightin dat his resemblance to HIS MAJESTY is uncanny. i even made his picture my fone's screen saver caah me just too shocked to interpret all this!
it's interestin caah since i embraced Selassie I as the King of kings, my dreams haven't been the same. now they'r prophetic-like ie they're more.. meaningful. i donno if im makin sense. either dat or i don't dream at all. also, da visions i keep seeing, poppin up all over..
if you got Selassie I within your soul you got nothin to worry about
-lutan fyah, Selassie I within