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Vision




This was taken when we went on a bus trip.

The animals moved around the shopping center. There were a few different shaped ones. Kept the children busy while the parents shopped.

Vision.
A few days after I had hip surgery, I had this surreal vision. May have been from the effects of the anesthetic. Or the tablets I were given.

I had been a sleep. I seemed to be in a different place to the ward I was in. The room had shrunk to a two bed size. There was a person in the bed next to mine. I could hear breathing but no movement on the bed.

A doorway led to a single bed room. There lay a female of aboriginal descent. The room was mostly in darkness but for a small amount of light from the street outside the hospital.

I could hear cars. Slamming of doors. Then came knocking on the outer door to the hospital. The opening and closing of the door. Footsteps thundering up the stairs. A shadowy figure passed through the doorway to my room then disappeared into the other room. The person stretched out on the floor beside the bed of the patient. Was this figment there to be a guard? Or a ghost of a lost soul?

The wind was blowing a gale outside.

Rain whipped against the windows.

Surrounding the front of the hospital were chanting aboriginals. Were they chanting to save the life of the patient? Or were they wanting to take her away from there. This noise seemed to penetrate the walls to enter the building.

I waited for the fighting to begin when their voice wasn't heard. But nothing happened. The chanting continued as the siting kept going through the night.

I must have entered a different mode of sleep. The next I knew morning had arrived.

With the scenes buried in my mind, I opened my eyes to look for the body on the floor of the small room. The patient. The window wasn't even wet from rain. No chanting.

I was back in the room where I had been before I went to sleep.

Was this just a dream? Or had this scene happened on the site of the hospital before it was built? Or just the anesthetic playing with my mind?

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