(MENAFN - Khaleej Times) Do you dream when you're feeling blue? It's been rather a blue time recently, blue as in sad not sky.
Here in America there's the case of the unarmed black teenager Trayvon Martin who was shot dead by George Zimmerman, a white, Florida neighbourhood watch volunteer. Oh and the black v/s white aspect of the absence of early equal treatment has been on everyone's mind and everywhere in the media, both here and across the world. It is another sad commentary on the continuing 'was-it- a- racist-based -motive-or-not' debate.
I don't remember which historian said this, it is attributed to both Philip II king of Macedon in the 300s BC, and to Julius Caesar, but somewhere in the history I studied, Divide and Rule, was a successful strategy, back in the day when empires were built. It could happen here in America, God forbid. Divide and rule. Fragment a great nation not with borders and boundaries, but with race-based division among the very people who love this land with a passion. Good reason to be blue, wouldn't you?
I think racism is the worst form of inhumanity. Should I call it barbarian? Animals don't stoop to it. Little children are angelically innocent of it. Nature pooh poohs it, and rains or shines on everyone's parade equally. Oceans ebb and flow regardless. Even bugs and insects bite and buzz with equanimity.
Then there's dreaming. The state of physical rest we all need, to move into blissful sleep at the end of the day. But, our brains stay in work mode and keep tapping away at the keyboard.
Check this out. Coincidentally a Canadian (ex-Dubai) friend wrote me saying she had a dream I ran an agency and would be disappointed in her. Oh stop I said, you could never disappoint anyone, you are a master at what you do. On the same day my niece and her dad my brother both wrote about their bad dreams. Unusual really, they're not the types to treat FB like a daily dear diary.
I once did a study on the interpretation of dreams and palmistry. Have no idea why. But between you and me, it makes for good social conversation in these ultra tech remote controlled years. Until some genius comes up with a scanner that can print and read your palms. Oh boy, won't that be a hoot.
But then I remembered Martin Luther King's unforgettable speech during the black freedom marches 'I Have a Dream', and the song from the 'Wizard of Oz', that goes "Somewhere over the rainbow skies are blue and the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true".
Dream on my friends, sometimes it's all one has.
Pinky Daniels is a freelance writer based in South Carolina
