Night of October 12, 1974
I dreamt that I was at the cementary, somebod
I dreamt that I was at the cementary, somebody had died and I had gone with my mother and sister of mine. We had already buried the person and then my sister and I went off into the jungle to look for something but when we returned my mother and the other people had all returned home and they had left us alone in the cemntary. The person who had died came back to life and I woke when he was going to grab me by the neck. The only colors were the red of the earth at the cementary and the straw color of the roofs of the cementary shacks
The Kunas (Cunas) Indian dreams were collected by Dr. Robert Van de Castle and translated by Mac Chapin.