Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

Month: June 2008

  • 20080529-Dream Journal

    I dreamt of being inside a brightly lit place for eating. I was being served by a dark-skinned child from the left of my table. I then felt pity for that child and was talking to ‘him’. He was seated across from me as we talked.

    I then held his face close to mine with both my hands and kissed both of his cheeks. I noticed the complexion of his skin was very slightly blotchy, showing some white underneath. I then offered one of my foods, which appeared to be a skinnier version of a burrito made of flour.

    He later came back but stood at the same spot to my left to clear off the table of some dishes. But from the corner of my eye and to the left of my dream, I saw who appears to be ‘his’ boss. So I had to ignore the child by turning my gaze to the right while looking past a window at the far end of the room.

    I saw he left to the left side of my dream as his boss followed close behind him. They left the scene by turning right from the aisle located to my left hand side of the table.

    Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20080602-Dream Journal

    ‘Maw’ had a dream of a compound. There were several houses but for whatever reason a bunch of children had found ‘safe haven’ at her house.

    These children were in the hundreds and were quite fearful. But they were quite playful as they picked up all sorts of fruits that were lying around this enclosed compound. ‘Maw’ had told them, ‘Go on! Eat! There are lots of fruits!

    She saw that sister-in-law ‘Glogre’ among the children picking up fruits from every trees and from the ground. ‘Maw’ doesn’t know why that person was there.

    ‘Mita’ and ‘Lele’ were hiding from their elder sister ‘Conceiving’ and were talking to ‘Maw’ about how they know their elder sister was difficult person to talk to. The daughter of ‘Conceiving’ was there too.

    Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • Spam-Mon, Jun 2, 2008 at 12:29 AM

    VERY URGENT FROM NANA MENSAH
    1 message

    nana mensah nanamensah10@gmail.com

    Mon, Jun 2, 2008 at 12:29 AM

    Reply-To: nanamensah21@yahoo.com.hk

    From:Nana Mensah.
    The Manager Standard Chartered Bank,
    First Light Branch
    Accra Ghana.

    Attn:

    I got your contact during my search for a reliable, honest and a trustworthy person to entrust this huge transfer project with. My name is Mr.Nana Mensah. I am the manager of the Standard Chartered Bank, First Light Branch, Accra Ghana . I am a Ghanaian, married with two kids. I am writing to solicit for your assistance in the transfer of funds valued at $5,620,000.00 (five million six hundred and twenty thousand United States Dollars.) This fund is the excess of what my branch in which I am the Manager made as profit during the last annual audition. I have already submitted an approved end of the year report for the year 2007 to my head office in Accra here and they will never know of this excess. I have since then, placed this amount of value $5,620,000.00 USD in a suspense escrow account without a beneficiary. As an officer of the bank, I cannot directly be connected to this money thus I am impelled to request for your assistance to receive this Money into your bank account. I intend to part 30% of this fund to you as compensation while 70% shall be for me. I do stress that there are practically no risk involved in this. It is going to be a bank- to -bank transfer. All I need from is to stand as the original depositor of the fund.

    If you accept this offer, I will appreciate your timely response.

    Yours Sincerely,
    Nana Mensah.

  • 20080601-Guardian’s Smile

    Thank you St. Michael and pals abound;
    A mother’s prayer of leaps and bound;
    A sunny boy and his tearful words;
    Thoughts unfurling like flying birds;

    Oh blessed mother and sacred heart;
    Never let us be apart.

    Always learning how to be a man;
    Stand up strong the best he can;
    Always thinking, day and night;
    Love unending, no more fight;

    Oh blessed mother and sacred heart;
    Never let us be apart.

    Remember mother, how she has taught;
    Remember father, how he has wrought;
    By their blood, sweat and tears;
    Faith and hope for many years;

    Oh blessed mother and sacred heart;
    Never let us be apart.

    A short poem of a telepathic connection between parent and child this evening, as usual.

    Copyright © 2008 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.