<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10623912</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:40:51.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The other side</title><subtitle type='html'>The otherside discusses weird and unusual news. The other side tells short stories on love, hate, curiosity, and crime. The other side also discusses dreams and feelings of the day</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowanacurrington.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10623912/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowanacurrington.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lowana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12479840245509830087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10623912.post-110831298601904595</id><published>2005-02-13T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T08:43:06.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="audblog"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/47715/145752.mp3" class="audLink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/images/audioblogger.gif" class="audImg"border="0" alt="this is an audio post - click to play" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10623912-110831298601904595?l=lowanacurrington.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowanacurrington.blogspot.com/feeds/110831298601904595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10623912&amp;postID=110831298601904595' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10623912/posts/default/110831298601904595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10623912/posts/default/110831298601904595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowanacurrington.blogspot.com/2005/02/this-is-audio-post-click-to-play.html' title=''/><author><name>lowana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12479840245509830087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10623912.post-110754284526680457</id><published>2005-02-04T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T10:05:25.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream I Had On January 16, 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everything was crazy. The dream started in my Abuella's (grandmother) old house at 739 Centre Street in Trenton, New Jersey. I could see the sunlight shine through the small window in the door. There were 4 or 5 black puppies, possibly seven puppies. One of the puppies had fallen down the steps and died, his guts were hanging out of his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Me and my aunt Nancy were talking, we were real close in this dream. I don't remember what we were conversing about but, Mimi and Cathy (my two cousins) were in the house with us, on the second floor, taking care of the rest of the puppies. Then we heard about some kind of event going on somewhere outside, (It looked like New York). I had Zakkai (my three year old son) I was dressed up.&lt;br /&gt;John (my brother Shamar's father) was there at the event with a couple of his homeboys. Standing across from us was a crowd, not too big. Three white girls in the crowd caught my attention because they were loud talking and thought they were the shit. There was a girl with real light brown eyes, I remember the color of her eyes, (I think she might have been Sophia, my brother's girlfriend) she was with two other pretty black females.&lt;br /&gt;We were listening to some kind of music playing coming from inside this five or six story building. The building was surrounded by a fence. The fence seperated the building from the crowd. I looked back to where the cars were parked behind one another and I had to trailers attached to each other and then hitched on to the back of my truck. One trailer had a living room inside of it and the kitchen. And in the second trailer, there was the bathroom and bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;So, I was shouting something out and I was holding Zakkai in my arms, when this black female (possibly mixed, very unattractive) bumped me and my son real hard and didn't say excuse me. So, I said,"Damn! Bitch CAN say I'm sorry. She turned around and said,"You was in my way". I said,"Can't you see my baby in my arms? So she turned toward me like she was ready to fight and John got in between us, but, she still managed to reach over him and mush me. Then the three white girls started grilling me. Then me, John, and his boys started shouting out,"Fuck Brooklyn!" and the white girls yelled out,"Fuck the Bronx". Then John started throwing up Crypt signs, and the other crowd threw up their Blood signs. Then It changed up.&lt;br /&gt;I entered that building but what I didn't understand was that once I entered I was in some kind of Underworld looking place. I seen two men dressed all in black with black shades, they were checking all these rooms that looked like classrooms, It looked kind of like a school Inside. I think they were looking for me because I snuck into this old school looking building.&lt;br /&gt;I seen this little Caucasian boy with glasses stick his head out and then back in one of the rooms. I saw a staircase and took that downstairs. When I got downstairs, I seen a little Caucasian girl with blonde hair and blue eyes, she might have been around 5 or 6 years old. She told me to go out the back door and climb this hill that looked all muddy and wet, so that I can escape. I ran out of the back door into the school yard looking area and tried to climb the muddy steep hill but couldn't climb it because i kept falling back down. I looked around, then I looked up towards my right and I saw a mother and her little girl climbing up these badly cracked stones that were made out to be steps, they walked into this black hole once they got to the top to worship the Madonna Statue.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to climb those steps. Before I got to that dark hole at the top, I jumped over to my left and found myself in the dark. It was night time on the streets. I heard someone say, "there's no daylight here". Children and adults were running from these three vampire looking people, two children and one woman, but they had wings like a fairy. All the children were different. they fed on blood. The streets were lit up, there were lights everywhere. I ran and ran because they had started chasing me saying I didn't belong there. I ran and ran, until I ran into a police officer that was putting all these infants in a black sedan. I asked her to help me and she said,"you don't belong here. So I turned around and ran. I ran back to that hill I had a hard time climbing up, and I slid back down grabbing on to small branches and weeds on my way down. I was in the back of the building but this time I can see Inside the building because now they had glass doors. I seen a older black woman maybe in her 50's or early 60's, rocking in a rocking chair knitting something, there was this big giant barbarian looking white-man. He was trying to come after me but he was too slow. I ran into the building and locked it behind me so that he couldn't get in. The black woman who was knitting, looked up at me and I looked at her, then, I looked over to my right through some more glass doors that led to like a small living room, and I saw a brown grizzly bear pacing back and forth in rage. I walked over to the woman and I patted her on her back because I felt sorry for her and I knew that she was slow and didn't know any better. I crept passed the bear into this room that had one window inside. I walked up to the window but when I got there, there was a white-female vampire opening it up to get inside, I turned around and ran out of the room. I ran passed the bear to another bedroom, I jumped on the bed that sat right in front of the window, opened it up and I was gonna jump and end my own life before I let them end it for me, but when I looked down out the window, I seen that there were some stepping stones, there was a way for me to climb down the wall, it was a long way down but I did it. When I got to the bottom. I ran and ran and ran. Suddenly, It was daylight again and I knew that I was out of the Underworld. I seen Grandma Ann, Mr. Ernest (grandma Ann's boyfriend), Aniga (my cousin), Asia (friend like sister), Aunt Angela (Aniga's mother), and John. So, I ran up to them, I was so happy, Grandma Ann said,"What's wrong with you?" and I said,"nothing". Then I helped them load up their trailers and we took out some picnic items and the some food and walked up to this place that was supposed to be some kind of park, but I really don't know what It was but It was a simple but beautiful place. It almost felt like I was In some sort of Paradise, the gates were tall, there was a garden room inside, the floors and walls were sparkling with pure gold, grape vines hung from the walls. Then all of a sudden, them same three white girls that I mentioned in the beginning of the dream, had come to where I was trying to get a piece of mind, just to fight me. I explained to them that I didn't have any problems with them and that I did not want to fight but we started fighting anyway, and I beat the main one's ass - real good - and felt real good about it. Then I woke up. My dream finally ended.&lt;br /&gt;So, what do you guys think? Weird, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10623912-110754284526680457?l=lowanacurrington.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lowanacurrington.blogspot.com/feeds/110754284526680457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10623912&amp;postID=110754284526680457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10623912/posts/default/110754284526680457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10623912/posts/default/110754284526680457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lowanacurrington.blogspot.com/2005/02/dream-i-had-on-january-16-2005.html' title='Dream I Had On January 16, 2005'/><author><name>lowana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12479840245509830087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
