thinking of a dream i had...

i live in a sahara of men.
all unavailable or completely undeisrable
then there is a tsunami
it always happens this way
and im always still single in the end.
in the forefront there is
A B and C
then there is the ever present D.

i dreamed i was the captain ofa gardening outfit in an army being held captive by 1930's imperial chinese.
i had an important decision to make for my men
stay or move on?
i gathered up all of my mens ammunition and took it into another room.
two gaurds and allofmy higher ranking officers below me were there.
i walked around calmly and a gaurd asked what i was planning on doing with the bullets.
i toldhim not to worry. that i was keeping my men peaceful.
i this was not a lie but i dont know what my plan was.
this calmed him.
but one of my leutenants got frantic and stood up on a chair and to the gaurds:
'dont believe him(i wasa man in my dream). theres going to be a mutiny. you have to prepare'
to which i very calmly said
'why do you have to put everyone else'slives at risk simply because you are unhappy?'
i said this to both put our imperialist captors at ease and to makehim see that he was jeopardizing the lives of my men and our mission.
the gaurds seemed weary but convinced we were going to do no harm and left us.
i put two bullets into a gun, handed it to one of my officers and we sat quietly.
then we began deciding what to back.
definately water... trowels? seeds? other gardening impliments? should we bring a shovel or should we just start over where we land?
we should pack lightly. we dont know how long we will be on the road.


i think i just dreamed of a revolution.