Saturday, June 05, 2010

Clothes, A Message, Exorcism & Motorcycles

June 5, 2010

In a meeting on the office floor with 2 male clients. Lights are off, room was dark. The guard tells us to sit on the chairs instead of on the desks.

We go out to have lunch with Tracy & the clients. They turn into 'kikay' girls. They go down the escalator & through the door but on the second floor I beg Tracy to lend me her credit card before she leaves as I realize I'm naked. I go to a shop to buy clothes but found myself by the glass door of a pet shop with a female dog nursing several puppies.

I go to the next store that sells very affordable clothes. Asked the attendant if the items are new and he tells me everything is second-hand. I pick a cargo shorts and sense something inside its pocket. Was surprised to find a used Samsung cellphone. I turn it on & see that there's an acetate image of my nephew & my brothers behind the screen.

Outside the store, by an overpass, a child comes near and tells me that Jejomar Binay's first name now is Sefuma. His last name is also Sefuma and he is the devil. The child seemed like Sto. Niño or an angel. He says he is the messenger of the Virgin Mary. I ask him his name twice but I don't get it.

I am suddenly in the side of an old church with few other people. We were trying to exorcise the demon inside Aling Dionisia as she was taken over by it since fame & success consumed her.

Now I'm with Royce & Ronce by the corner of the street near the Coke Bottling Plant in Calbayog. We were watching Patty the kitten learning to ride a bike when Patty stumbles & hits a parked tricycle ('pajero') that I apparently owned. The man sleeping inside it awoke and was angered. Before we could explain, he starts the tricycle, hits my parked motorcycle then drives away. I feel very upset as I had just started paying (by installment) for both vehicles. I ask the passers-by if they knew the man but they only laugh at me.

I go back to my apartment and the place is dark. I go upstairs to the attic and see my little brothers crying. I try to console them and say "Everything will be alright."


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