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More Than Just Dreams
By Peace | February 27, 2008
This is a song about dreams. My mother used to listen to this teochew song. It is a funny and humourous song titled 六个怪梦 (Six strange dreams). I had dreams. I can roughly tell if my dream is good or bad by now. The types of dreams I have is about the same too.
Dreams had used to affect me, so much so that I am being too spiritual about it. I began to involve in spiritism. I had bad influence. I knew who are the people whom I should not associate with by now. However, I cannot avoid all people, but to cultivate a disciplined heart and a disciplined mind — so that I can perceive things beyond what I can see and impermeable to all sorts of undesirable influence.
Dreams are such a strange thing. I dreamed of places that I had never seen before. I dreamed of people whom I had never seen before too. I dreamed of people whom I know and I also dreamed of places that I lived before. Dreams can be scary and it can be sweet. One night, you can also have both scary and sweet dreams. Within the same night, you also can have more than a dream too. Whether I am busy, free, full or hungry, I often have dreams.
A prophet told me, dreams are important. Dreams can be a communication between me and God. It can also be a communication between Satan and me. This is a spiritual warfare between Me, God and Satan. My decision is very important. It affects many people around me. I am not going to let my decision to cause any harm to more people around me. I need to make the right decision. However, that is another problem. Making the right decision, how do we know that our decision is the right decision? Hm… My dream used to be an answer, but Satan is so clever, so cunning. There seems to be a change. As of today. It is going to be a hard decision to make, two options in front of me, one steep and another one steeper uphill.
That is part of my dream. I told my mother and my sister to wait for me while I went up to these two routes, to see if there were any exit. We went into this place which looked like a shopping complex, only to know that we were trapped in it. We went down, something like the second basement of the building. Once down, we discovered that most shops were closed. There was no turning back. We wanted to walk back, but there was no exit, the pathways were different, we just could not get out and the air was heavy and suffocating. Time is running out, we panic and we need to get out.
We walked along the pathways and soon, we find some ways available but we did not know if they were going to be the right way out. I told them to wait for me while I went to check it out. My mother told me not to. The slope is too steep and dark. We continue to walk further. This time, we saw one of my 3rd uncle, my mother’s brother. There was a table and a few seats available at that time. We took a sit each. Next, I asked what they would like to drink and I went to buy drinks for them. However, I did not know why suddenly TCL appear in my dream. She was sitting at the table too. She was my ex-collegue. They ordered lemonade, lime juice and honey dew. I went along the pathway, looking for shops. I came across a fish shop and next to it a fruit juice store. I wanted to order drinks from the fish store, which they had at the back of their shop. As I need to wait, I said I would be back to collect the drink. Next, I went to buy the fruit juice at the next shop. As I walked, I saw a guy with a dog. It is a messy dream. I cannot remember who this guy was, but it seems to be my university schoolmate. I am not sure if the dog belongs to him. The dog came to me and he thought the dog wanted to attack me. However, I was not scared of the dog. He had a long snout and he was a big dog. He came to lick my right hand. After that I don’t know what happened, the dog and my friend was attacking each other and I had to help him. In the end, we had to kick and step on the dog.
I also remember something like the guy and me went to the lecture hall to attend some lecture. But I had forgotten which part of the dream it was and what really happen.
I also cannot remember if we were rescued from the shopping centre or how we managed to get out of it. But I just knew that we passed by a machine. My sister suggested something, but we thought it would not work. Next, my sister and I wanted to drink coconut juice, but I could not remember what really happened.
Waking up, my body was all aching, all pain. My limbs were numb. One pain gone, another pain come. Sweet dreams, as it involves family union. Bad dreams as we were trapped. This is the real start of the spiritual warfare.
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Topics: Family, spiritual | 4 Comments »
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