And so it has happened to me, too, that I had a dream about Maria. A welcome diversion it was from all the regular caught-naked-in-public stuff, and it was also sufficiently weird that I have decided to share it with you, before they put me on heavy medication.
It went as follows: I had died, but my spirit remained in the world. I could move about, observe everything and hear everything that was said, but I was completely invisible and unable to interact with the physical world in any way.
Then I found myself in a red clay tennis court, and Maria was there playing a tournament match! She was wearing a shiny, white outfit. I floated onto the court, and I could watch her play, up close, real close. And she moved so fast, yet gracefully, and made powerful shots, but in an effortless manner, and her timing and precision was perfect. I experienced it as though it all happened in slow motion, and I could notice all the small details. And it was wonderful to watch.
And at this point, I thought to myself: "Hey, this 'dead' thing is not as bad as they say!" But things were about to become worse...
After a while, I could sense the presence of another spirit. But it was a disturbed spirit, with a twisted mind. Althought this spirit just ignored me, I was able to share its memory. I realized it was the spirit of a young girl who had died in an accident.
The girl had played a tennis match against Maria, and Maria had won. The girl's disappointed father had been very angry about the loss on the way back home in their car. Turning his head from the driver's seat to shout at the girl sitting in the back seat, he wasn't paying attention to the road. The father drove off the road, crashed into a tree and the entire family was killed.
The girl's spirit was left alone in the world, and over the years, the spirit would increasingly blame its misery on Maria, thinking everything would have been different if Maria hadn't beat her. The spirit had grown hateful, and fuelled by its hate, it had also grown more powerful. It could now interact slightly with the physical world, and its mind was now bent on revenge and making Maria's life miserable.
The spirit started to affect the tennis game that was in progress. It would nudge the ball a little off course, and slightly obstruct the movement of Maria's racket, and it was just enough that Maria would hit the ball wide or into the net. And Maria became more and more frustrated, because she didn't understand what she was doing wrong.
And I tried to contact the spirit and make it stop, but it refused to listen. Maria was now about to lose the match.
Then I sensed that the spirit was plotting something even more sinister: it was planning to stage an accident and make Maria trip in the stairs and injure herself.
I panicked, and wanted to warn Maria, bur there was no way to communicate with her. I wanted to scream, but no sound could be made. I raced around the court, trying to make contact with someone in the audience. But nobody noticed me... And I felt so utterly helpless, not being able to protect Maria.
So guys, whatever you do, try not to die. It severly limits your options.
At this point, the dream turned into a blur and ended, unresolved as dreams are.
Now, reflecting a little on the dream, I have come up with a new theory:
Maria is no choker. Actually, she plays perfect tennis all the time. When she "plays poorly", it is in fact the action of an evil spirit interfering with her game, causing Maria to become frustrated and at the same time causing widespread despair among her loyal fans.
Also, if I was thinking about asking Maria a question, I now have the chance to prepare the ultimate weirdo question for her. It would be: "Were any of your opponents killed in a car accident the very same day you played against them?"
-- Big Z.