A Strange Dream!

I had a weird dream recently. A strange one but it made me chuckle so I would like to share it with you. It was similar to a tragic comedy, a funny nightmare if you will. It was a bit confusing and went something like this.

One lazy Summer afternoon, I was strolling through the pink and green wild flowers down in Dingly Dell along the flowing treacle river and stopped to rest on a fairy hillock in the shade of a chocolate Dum Dum tree.

A sheet of newspaper blew towards me and snagged on a thorny toadstool where I could see the headline.

UK MP's Are Refusing To Pay Money Back.

Well, well well I thought. What could anyone expect? With interest and bemusement I read on. It was obviously a dream so I cannot remember the exact details because they are vague like some dreams are but it went something like this.

Before our honourable Lords Ladies and Gentlemen in the British Government skulked away for their ridiculously quarter of a year long holiday, they humbly promised to reform themselves having been previously caught red handed stealing from the hard done to British Public by fiddling their expenses.

I recalled warning people not long ago that they were Psychotic liars and to believe 'anything' they say is foolish and insane. But I remembered it was only a dream so I laughed and read on.

Now some of these politicians had even promised to stand down at the next election knowing that their public are fairly stupid creatures who will have forgotten by then. Meanwhile until said election they decided to continue milking the system rather than doing the right thing and resigning there and then. Of course they had no real intention of doing so. No intention of stepping down off the gravy train whatsoever. Nobody is stupid enough to kill the goose which lays the golden egg. Only if the public rise as one and eject them would the arrogant smugness be wiped off their faces, I thought. But in reality that would not happen because politicians are sneaky little creatures and know full well that hasn't happened since the Peasants Revolt or the French Revolution. They know that the modern public have been dumbed down to below the level of their Peasant ancestors.

The author of the article continued in his fruitless rant and I was getting the angle of this dream. To even dream of entities called politicians is an unpleasant experience so for a moment I thought I was descending into a nightmare. But my fear was unfounded because like strange dreams can sometimes do, it suddenly turned amusing instead.

You are not going to believe this next bit. In this dream, these politician creatures were complaining and refusing to hand their pilfered money back to the public whom they stole it off in the first place. I know it sound bizarre but that's what dreams are sometimes. Can you imagine that? During their paid for quarter of a year holiday, they had convinced themselves that the money looted from the public purse was rightfully theirs. And besides, the stupid public are to dumb to remember so far back as three months.

I was beginning to enjoy this dream so I nestled my back against the Dum Dum tree and read on..

'However, we the people are to blame of course. We should have done the right thing months ago but we didn't.

We should have strung the creatures from every lamp post by their thumbs and flayed them alive.'

I was thinking 'strip them naked first' but realized that would be punishing the public too. They have seen enough ugliness already. But joking aside, In this dream I began to wonder how people would react if this were true. Can you imagine in real life if someone got caught stealing red handed with not an ounce of evidence in defense, then turning around to the victim and saying, 'Your not getting your money back because it's mine now. I worked hard to steal this money so I deserve to keep it and feck you!'

I tried to steer this dream into fantasy for a moment.

I imagined that something was stirring amongst the masses. It was called anger.

These political parasites could not see it yet. They really believed they should keep the money they have stolen. It's brilliant I thought. They are totally unaware of the resentment they are causing. They played all humble and apologetic until they screwed a long holiday 'with pay' out of their voters, but all the time they were sniggering, plotting and conniving against their victims the Public, but this time the peasants somehow knew.

From my fairy hillock in the shade of the Dum Dum tree besides the flowing treacle river, I could hear echoes of the people throughout the kingdom being carried on the gentle Summer breeze. Angry comments and venom spitting at those greedy and ultimately selfish arrogant entities who have infiltrated the political system. The best is yet to come. The second part of the dream was a cracker. I called it 'Bare Faced Hypocrisy' because that was a recurring echo of the people throughout this fantasy Kingdom.

Bare Faced Hypocrisy

It began with a constant stream of poli-ticks and talking heads playing 'holier than thou' in a propaganda attempt to quell the growing ire against them. A PR exercise to cling on to the gravy train and the life of Reilly.

They began telling people how disgusted they were at their colleagues and how they should pay back the stolen money. But behind their outrage lay a dirty secret as time will show. They were on the fiddle too.

Later on somebody with a Pig Mask enters the dream. But when I looked closely it wasn't a mask. No, it was the leader of the opposition, David 'Stinking Rich' Cameron. The heavy Churchillian jowled leader of the opposition.

His upstanding speech of disgust and reform was the best part because no way he would have got away with it in reality. There he was, angling for Gordy 'Twitching Mouth' Broons job. (who was also on a £12K fiddle) Demanding an election. Incredible I thought. Two thieves, guilty as sin itself, up there in the echelons of power as if nothing mattered or had happened.

Any normal person with conscience would cringe at the thought of appealing to their victims for yet more power. It made my skin crawl for a moment until I calmed myself by remembering this was only dream and the fact that politicians are just misfits without souls and creatures with lifeless eyes anyway.

I wondered if the angry down trodden people would remember that Pig Man's Conservative party has been fasting for almost a decade and forgot what life was like under them or how that party was rife with scandal, lies and theft. Not to mention giving us poll/council Tax and tax on everything under the Sun.

Oh yes, and the warmongering bitch Maggie 'Iron Knickers' Thatcher. (Or was it Iron Lady?)

I could almost see them like starved pigs heading for the trough if they won. I shuddered and thought if they do, it's time for me to leave these shores and leave the British Public to get their just desserts for being so fecking stupid because they will be worse and will punish the populace for keeping them off the gravy train for so long. But hell, I was only dreaming. Yet it was an interesting thought.

But there he was, preaching holier than thou and threatening his MP minions with the sack if they did not hand the stolen money back as if he was the Prime Minister already.

I know it's funny but remember this is only a silly dream. Considering that in spite of his millions, Cameron was also fiddling expenses and stealing from the poor. Even as he was preaching honesty and reform to his dumb audience, he was being investigated himself for mortgage payments fiddled from the public coffers. These entities are clearly taking the piss , I thought. But this dream is getting better. Yes my friends, you would have enjoyed my 'Bare Faced Hypocrisy' dream if you were there with me. It will would have made your blood boil but laugh in bewilderment at the same time.

Thing is I thought.. what would we all do if this was no dream? What would people really to do about it if MP's actually had the gall to refuse to pay back the money they had thieved, stolen, fiddled and frauded?

Not to mention getting away with breaking the law Scot free too!

I didn't think in a deadly serious way of course because it could never happen in reality could it? I would have to be trapped in an alternate universe for that to happen. But in dreams anything goes so I wondered if there would be an uprising. Another Peasants Revolt or French Revolution. Maybe a general strike to bring this rotting country to a halt. To stop the decay which the soulless no integrity entities who have run this country into the mire. Would the patience of the downtrodden public snap and demand an election, I thought, and then shock the gypsies tramps and thieves in government to their boots by voting for any party except the top three who after all are owned lock stock and two smoking barrels by the Zionist Jew Rothschild clan.

But I could not seem to steer this bizarre dream in that direction. I hoped it was not prophetic in some way.

If this generation failed to stop these entities giving themselves ever growing power, our children of the future would never know what freedom means. They would be conditioned to serve their masters and remain silent while their masters robbed them in order to live the good life themselves and probably be able to legally rape and abuse them. It would be illegal to even breathe a negative word about a poli-tick without being punished severely or worse.

Can you imagine the legacy of a world of fear we would leave them? Ironically, if reincarnation is true, then we would be reborn into that hell on Earth, never knowing what freedom was because the word would be conditioned out of society to mean something else like 'servitude'.

Thank the stars this was only a whacky dream.

I had begun a fresh dream until the morning light penetrated through the curtain and awakened me from my slumber in the magic kingdom and the shade of the Dum Dumm Tree. But it was the beginning of another strange one too. Perhaps even more so.

From what I can recall, it started with The usurping American Zionist President Barry Obama winning the Nobel Peace Prize!

I know, I know. Impossibly crazy. But remember my friends. I was only dreaming after all... Wasn't I?

On The Wind - Levi

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