had this weird dream. i was on a tour, country unknown. the tour group stopped at a temple and i explored alone. suddenly a man will turn berserk or something possess him and the scene will changed to one where all the tour members would sit in a circle with the berserk man in the center. for reasons unknown, the man will challenged each of us to a duel and the scene will changed to those martial arts movie. every person who got challenged seem to known martial arts, pretty interesting to watch until i got challenged. oh those people that got challenged lost, and were dead/in coma.
suddenly, the man's hand enlarged to an absurd size and he would then grabbed the top of my head and pulled with such great force. while i was in the air, the first thing i did was to recite "o mi tou fo". it seem to have an effect on the mad man and he released the grip. i remembered falling with such an impact that both my ears were slightly wet. and when i poke my finger inside, i saw blood.
anyway, the man changed his focus to other people and i ran inside the temple to seek refuge. no matter how hard i searched, i could never find a satisfactory hiding place. with hope draining away, i proceeded back to the fighting area. this time, the scene was different. a new group of people managed to subdue him and the remaining alive tour group members were herded to a food court. at the food court, i would saw some of my frens there and it dawned on me that actually, they were together with me and had experienced the same trauma.
it's not the 1st time i had this dream, each time there was slight variations. the location might be different and frens i met in the end were different. lots of ??? and discontinuities in the dream but that's how dreams are. it's exciting dreams like these that i fail to have a good sleep.
how i decipher it?
i was alone. death looked at me in the face and i ran away. i can run but cant hide, so i decided to face him in the end. death not around then and it's at the end when i realized that some frens were actually with me...
those bastards, never help me when i was in trouble!!!
Are you vicariously living through me in the hope that my accomplishments will validate your mediocre life and in some way compensate for all of the opportnunities you botched?
Thursday, May 29, 2003
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