Back to the subject about things that go bump in the night. Last night, well this morning at 3:30am I heard THREE knocks on my bedroom door and those knocks were clear sounding as water beating on a tin roof. "Tock, Tock, Tock." I got up and was like "Sky." I thought it was my Daughter knocking on my bedroom door. I opened the door and wasn't nobody there but the cat Beyonce. (Yes. that is her real name). I asked my boyfriend if he heard some knocking on the door and he said "no one was knocking on the door
Mami." "Please to don't start acting crasy." He has an accent. Anyway, before I went to sleep, I was watching this YouTube channel of a lady called African Tigress. She was visiting Bwa Caiman. Come to find out, not only is it the ceremony that the Haitians performed prior to freeing themselves from slavery On the night of August 14, 1791, it is also an actual place in Haiti. The tigress was interviewing some folks and she went in to a few ritual rooms at the location and there were drawings on the walls of different loa (haitian spirits). One that stood out prevently to me was Bawon Samedi. This drawing was too loud in my mind before I went to sleep. I went to sleep so nice and peacefully prior to the three knocks on my bedroom door. "Tock, Tock, Tock." Three rapid and loud knocks. I ain't fucking crazy. I know what I heard. I went to the bathroom after I saw no one was there. When I went back to sleep, which wasn't easy for me to do afterwards, I DID eventually fall back to sleep and had the weirdest dream about a really pretty lady with a nice weave who was dressed in black and purple and her outfit had specks of white in it. I was in some apartment with her and she was about to kill me. She has TWO curved swords in her and and said to me that "the time has come." I was like no the time has not, and I started climbing out the window from the apartment on some tv cable wires. You know how dreams switch up when you're in one place and then you suddenly end up in another. Once I climbed out that window, I ended up some where else with some people scattered around me, like in a fete. All there out in the open with nothing to protect me. That's how it felt when I went to that fancy Voudou fete I attended a few years ago. I was around a bunch of folks I didn't know, who probably were a bit "shady" in the first place. Anyway, that's another story. The place I ended up in, in the dream was weird and somehow, that pretty lady with the nice weave still wanted to kill me for no damned reason. Suddenly, I woke up. I thought my boyfriend said something and he said, "babe please, don't start to acting crasy."
I guess I won't be attending the next fete that is coming up this Saturday (fete Erzili). I really wanted to go, but I don't want to pay $107 or VIP price $157 to go. It's fancy and a bit pricey. That's not even the main problem. The bigger problem is some of the folks who attend aren't too friendly. It's a certain vibe that can be felt and it's a vibe that gives the impression, "you're welcome but you're not really welcomed." I'll save my money and my time. Thank you.
