Dream # 49—02/11/2024

I love Michael Jackson.

I’m A FAN!

When I was a little girl, he was my “boyfriend.”—Lol

The lyrics to this song pertain to strangers spreading rumors to start an argument for no good reason.

To whoever you are, him, her, they, them, undercover, and the confused folks—This one’s for y’all!

*If it doesn’t apply, let it FLY!

*The BEES are about to start buzzing!

“I took my baby to the doctor

With a fever, but nothin' he found

By the time this hit the street

They said she had a breakdown

Someone's always tryin'

To start my baby cryin'

Talkin', squealin', lyin'

Sayin' you just want to be startin' somethin”

QUEEN LATIFAH—This one’s for you!

“You love to pretend that you're good

When you're always up to no good

You really can't make him hate her

So your tongue became a razor

Someone's always tryin'

To keep my baby cryin'

Treacherous, cunnin', declinin'

You got my baby cryin"

A recurring dream from my past.

I was on a school bus with a couple of older people and some younger people.

I was dating this white guy.

I can’t remember too much about it, except that I liked him more than he liked me.

And he showed me that, by asking if he could use my phone.

I unlocked it and gave my phone to him.

In my head, I was thinking that maybe I shouldn’t have done that.

He got off our bus, got onto another bus, and gave another young man my phone.

The white guy was my age, but the young man had to be about 13 or 14 years old.

The white guy got back on our bus.

“Why did you do that?” I asked him.

He just smirked at me.

I was like, OMG!

My photos, emails, access to my social media accounts, and everything is wide open to that young boy.

I got off our bus and ran to the other bus, but the driver was driving off.

I ran after the bus, but it was too late.

The bus turned a curve and disappeared.

I woke up after walking back and forth trying to figure out how to manually wipe my phone using the “cloud.”

THE MESSAGE:

I think that aesthetically it means a betrayal of sorts.

The white guy was nice to me at the beginning of the dream.

But I knew something was off about his love or attention towards me.

I did suffer a betrayal recently.

This guy on Youtube, was nice to me when I used to be on a content creator’s platform with him.

But I knew that he was only being nice to me because of “THAT CONTENT CREATOR.”—Chile, I will not go into that further— 👀I don’t think that he likes me either (Shrugs)

He came in HOT! —It was a “Knock Down, Drag Out” Situation.

I was completely caught off guard.

I couldn’t even believe that it was “Queen Latifah.”

I didn’t know that he had that much animosity and hate towards me.

It was crazy.com!

Motherfuckers read my website and some may watch my videos.

So, when they or he thought that I was “UNPROTECTED.”

He came in and tried to destroy me.

Y'all when I say that these are “BLACK MEN,” that’s doing this to BLACK WOMEN.—Like, it’s crazy!

And some BLACK WOMEN are just sitting there going along with it!

Some are even instigating it!

“The most disrespected person in America is the Black woman. The most unprotected person in America is the Black woman. The most neglected person in America is the Black woman.”—Malcolm X

My mind is trying to put the pieces together.

WHY?

WHY?

WHY?

“The WHY doesn’t matter.”

Some people just aren’t good people.

They’re miserable and sad and they hate themselves and their lives.

And they want others to feel the same way.

They’re mad at the world, and pointing fingers at everyone else.

When they should be looking at themselves.

When you grow, you leave people and negative toxic things behind.

You can’t take them with you.

You’re right. You are a part of that sector.

I forgot that I was subscribed to you.

I thought that the other female content creator was the last one out of that sector that I was subscribed to.

But then your channel popped up.

I saw that you were on some other shit, and I was happy for you.

But then, the malarkey (nonsense) started!—Lol…

And to that I say…

“When I was a child, I spoke as a child. I understood as a child. I thought as a child. But when I became a woman, I put away childish things.” —1 Corinthians 13:11

*If you don’t read my website. Or if you keep y’all black asses off of my site, you won’t be offended!—Problem solved!