meat anyone?....or just trust??

(this is just a dream)
So as I walk to get some meat to help my getting rid of my gall stones, I could not help but notice that something was hidden from me. The air was flat and tasted bland as well. It was a graveyard with evaporated bodies. I come to a meat market and I find myself in line with a shopping cart..I felt my friend with me..but in spirit for I couldn't see her there. as I come to the counter I look deeper into what was on the walls and on the floor, Slabs and slabs of meat. blood spilled everywhere. The two middle eastern men dressed in white jackets, filled with dry animal blood(I hoped) asked me what do I want. I make a gesture as to say something but nothing comes out of my mouth. They drop a pigs head on my shopping cart along with its inner pieces. As i walk out I realize that there is meat every where, on the light post, on the street corner on the ground, flies covered the lights and the smell of dead animals covered the night. My friend kept walking with me as she was growing sick herself, she felt she needed to return her slabs of meat, confused because I didn't see her get any in the first place. I heard a voice tell me (from the skies)everybody is sick. everything around you is sick. Nothing is good and everything is spoiled. I was led to return the meat, in which my friend must have paved the way. as she was standing right there not moving by the counter in front of the 2 middle eastern men. I came to the counter in the night or early morning(it felt as if it were that wee time of the night when the clubs and bars had an hour or so of being closed) I mention that I wanted to return the meat. they paced around back and forth from behind the counter to the back room. that same voice said to my heart...in a v voiceless voice...trust me...even with the spooled food....The sensation of calm but not sure.. woke me up.. and it was time to go to work....

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Juan