I've had more dreams last night and it was more sad compared to the other ones. Both dream sequences had to do with death. However, it's not related to the people that are closest in my life at this present point in time.
One centered on an english inventor. He helped invent a multimedia-related product that was introduced to the world from his home in the UK to the pacifics in California. And for some reason, I ended up in that state along with some other filipinos. The group I was with said that I was working with them on a short-term basis. Funny, too, is that they had the newest vinyl LP of Michael Jackson's 'Thriller.' Then I looked from far away. It was a big city near the ocean. Since I never went to California, I didn't know what place was this. However, news had spread of the inventor's death and everyone were saddened. I just forgot what he invented though. My mind wasn't really tuned in to what he made, but it made a major difference in the world.
Then, the next dream was more serene and quite painful. It was about one of my real-life friends from Orlando. She was a part of the Christian group I was in, till she had to move back home to family. In this sequence, she only had a few months to live because of a severe illness not even the innovations of medical technology can stop it. So my family and I have decided to spend a few days with her joining up with her family who were feeling at a loss for words as to what was happening with her. We made each day special for her until she passed away. Having to make happy moments with her was genuine and we were glad to be there for her right to the very end. There was never a sign of weakness in her, only smiles and giggles. But when it was her time to go to God that day, we all accepted it unconditionally. We know now that she's smiling up there. For us, it was hard to handle. All we can do is keep thinking of how she was during her last days.
Seems like my mind is full of imagination the last couple of days. There must be so much going on in my life that its making me come up with so many dreams.
I must tell you that I haven't forgotten this one epic dream that happened two months ago during my sleep.
It was a good day at first in my old neighborhood. I spent it with my family who were living in the old house again. I'm not exactly sure as to why they are in there, but I hope it's for a good reason. We had a good time socializing and catching up with things happening in our lives. Then dark clouds started to hover everywhere. These clouds were unusual because I've never seen anything this dark before. So I went into my Civic and left. As I drove into the backways of the old neighborhood, a mini-tornado was forming on one side of the street - and then another appeared several blocks away. Winds started to pick up. Small debris started to be thrown here and there. I turned right and left and so forth to avoid. Then, it started to get even worse. To the right - a couple of blocks down - another mini-tornado came into formation. I was wondering out of all the places that these tornadoes could it, it's all happening right here in my neighborhood. I finally found a way to elude them. I took Denver Avenue which didn't had any in sight. Thus, it led me to 7-Eleven, in which workers were boarding up the windows with plywood. I parked my car there and they told me to hurry. Once I was inside, there were customers having the look of fear on their faces and some of their kids seem to have no worries at all playing with their dolls and action figures. We stayed as far back as we can because the tornadoes can put devastating impact on the store itself. A customer had his cell phone on and he got update from a neighbor that the tornadoes have formed into one massive, colossal whirlwind. As we can hear the roar of the winds pushing their way through, we kept ourselves patient by talking to one another about our lives while others slept on the floor as a means of trying to ride out the storm. The children no longer were allowed to play. Parents have put themselves on the front line for them acting as shields as they lay down. As for me, I sat on the floor looking at everyone who were feeling distraught and worried. They knew that they were going to face the struggles about to lose everything they have, except their lives, once the storm has come to pass. And then...utter silence. It was over. We came outside and it was sunny again. Our cars on the parking lot were spared, but 70% of the neighborhood is gone. It looked like a disaster area. I'm not even sure if any one had survived. But I saw from afar that my family's street was spared. Our home was fine. However, the streets behind it, didn't. It was a terrible scene. But hope started to linger as survivors surfaced from their suddenly broken-down homes. With the sun gazing on them, there is hope. And that was THE END.
I have recorded most of my dreams during the last couple of days on the blogs and I'm glad to have shared them with you. I thought it was fascinating to bring you these series of dream sequences.
Each one is different. Each has a meaning. Each one must have an ending. Each has its own weirdness to it. Each is inventive on its own. And it's all coming from my mind.
Special thanks to my friend Ray for reading my latest blogs. I really appreciated it.
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