Another strange dream

[DreamTime]

I haven't posted a dream in a while because I have basically stopped recording them. I just have too many and I got tired of keeping track of them all. I now only write down ones that seem to have more meaning to them than normal. A couple of nights ago I had one of those dreams and thought I would post it here. I think the main thing of this dream that really got to me, was when I had the phone call of a man's voice who said my real name and not my married name, which I have used longer than I have had my real name.

I was on a ship, like a cruise ship, when we everyone was taken off by some people. We were made to march through all these swamps and bodies of water. It seemed like we were in Indonesia or some country like that. We were captives. One of the people told me that we were the lucky ones, we were special and were being allowed to live. He pointed down where we were walking, and I saw bodies under the water that were tied up in a fetal position, all dead. He said that was what happened to the ones they didn't want. We were brought to buildings where we were housed. There were a lot of people there, all vying for clothes, food and other stuff. I saw my bundle of crochet hooks and some yarn and pattern books that I wanted. I put them aside for myself thinking that I could make myself some stuff. Suddenly there was a phone on a pole that rang. Someone said it was for me. When I answered it, a voice said “Patricia S********?” I said yes... They then said that they were going to rescue me. I asked them how they knew where I was, and they said that they were a friend of my mom's and she told them where I was. Which was strange because my mom is dead. Also, I found it strange that they knew my real name since I have gone by my married name for over 30 years. They then hung up suddenly and I was left staring at the phone. When I hung up and went back to my pile of stuff, I found that it was gone. I got really upset and said, very loud, how terrible it was that this stuff was stolen from me. I went on to say that if someone wanted to use my hooks and stuff, all they had to do was ask me and I would have given it to them. I guess I got to them, because all of a sudden, all of my stuff was given back to me. Then I was taken, with a few other people, to this room. I was told how special I was and how pretty I was. Then these men kept on looking at me and wanting to look at me naked. They were trying to look up the dress that I had on. I did not want to let them, and loudly told them so while pushing their hands away. They told me again, that I was very pretty, but they had to check me all over. I still did not want them to, and they said that if I passed the test, I would get to live better than all the rest of the people. I saw that it was all men who wanted me to go through this “test,” so I told them that it was rude what they were doing. I then told them that I wanted to see them all naked so that I could judge them and see if they passed. At first, the “men” up in the stands who were supposedly wanting the judging done, laughed and started to agree. But then, one by one, they began to hesitate because they didn't want to show off their “short-comings.” ;)  I told them “now you know how it feels to be put on display.” That's when I woke up, so I don't know what happened after that.


I must say, I was proud of myself when I woke up, that I was able to resist them. :D