The meaning of dreams
I had the deepest slumber last night. Short, but deep.
I woke up this morning thinking though, about my dream.
As in wikipedia [] dream was defined as the experience of envisioned images, sounds, or other sensations during sleep. The events of dreams are often impossible or unlikely to occur in physical reality, and are usually outside the control of the dreamer. The exception is lucid dreaming, in which a dreamer realizes that he or she is dreaming—being sometimes even capable of changing the oneiric reality around him or her and controlling various aspects of the dream, in which the suspension of disbelief is broken. Dreamers may experience strong emotions while dreaming. Frightening or upsetting dreams are referred to as nightmares. The scientific discipline of dream research is oneirology.
So id rather share my dream rather than go on further and further thinking how it means. It may be better to just "freeze" the memory here.
I together with 3 friends were in a local mall, back in my hometown Davao City. My good friend Diannah was with me then it was her first time in Davao so i was obliged to show her around the mall. Unfortunatly when we were about to get to the second floor we found out that the escalator was little weird than any other escalator. It was made of a balloon trampoline. So one has to jump up and down to get to the second floor. I immediately decided not to join the gang. Saying that i fear I might be too tired to jump again and again so I told them to stay if they want to keep on jumping but i will take the other escalator all the way around the back of the mall.
As I was walking I realised that was not in the mall any longer but in a different world altogether. It was like the outskirts of Davao. Only the dirt roads, the vast ricefields, small number of "bahay kubo" or small houses, and tall grasses were around me. I kept walking though, determined that I will be able to get back to the mall and find the escalator on the other side. I was walking a good deal on the dirt road when i came upon a woman. Wearing a white shirt and a brown skirt with a little boy tagging just behind her. She asked me where i was going and i told her in our dialect that i was looking for the mall. Since i had to go to the second floor but couldn't find the back escalator. She immediately told me where to go. She pointed out a narrow road, very dark and shrubby. There were bamboo trees standing on both sides of the road making it rather a cold road.
The Lady was insistent saying that it was the best road towards the mall and that the dark part was just short, that ill find a man on the other side of talking on a cellphone and that the guy would point me to the right direction. And though he was a sweet sweet lady i decided that i didn't trust her judgement enough. I decided to go to the other way, reasoning that the other road was wider, looks more safer and there were people around. The lady was disappointed but she let me have my way.
So i took on the bigger road again. Further on the road though was a parade of some short... 12 men lined up in 3 x 4 parade like position wearing white shirts and red jogging pants. The most unusual thing was there were dancing on drumbeats with the largest swords i have ever seen. I a wushu like dance at that. And they don't seem to care if they hit anybody they just keep on dancing. I jumped out to the side road, keeping far away from them as possible hoping against hope that their swords don’t get to hit me.
After the parade of swords, I decided to move on the dirt road and saw a quiet familiar place and face. My dad was there talking to a couple of guys whom I understood was trailer truck drivers. Dad instructed me to hop on to one of the trucks and that I have to wait till the driver is back, and hold on to the handbrake to keep the truck from running. And held on I did. But the handbrake was too slippery so needless to say the truck went careening into the road. I had no choice but to drive it myself. Unfortunately it met a collision with two other trucks, hurting me very badly. All I remember was the driver opening the truck door enveloping me in hug asking if I was okay. The driver felt like a friend. I remember talking to him calling by his name. And getting annoyed that it took him so long to return so I had to drive his truck. I got off the truck and decided to walk instead.
It was getting dark at that time and still no mall in sight. What I saw though in the midst of the orange sky was a school, high school students getting home and a couple of teachers. I gingerly ran towards them and asked a teacher if she knew how to get back to the mall. I explained to her everything that happened that I decided upon the directions that a certain lady told me. I see that the teacher was very disappointed that I decided to use the bigger road. She told me that the wider road posed more dangers than the small scary one. “It may be scary but is sure is the short way, you should have listened to the lady and passed through.”
I was now totally in the verge of tears when she said, oh don’t worry ill ask the students to bring you back to the crossroad. But the students didn’t want to bring me anymore. They were saying that if they did they will go back all the way around and didn’t want to risk the danger of the wide road. Then one of the teachers had an idea. She said. Don’t worry. The mayor’s nephew will be coming to bring something for us here. He’ll be happy to take you back (I found out on their explanation that the “mayor” was the guy talking on the cellphone that lady at the crossroad said would show me the way back to the mall).
The Mayor’s Nephew did arrive. He was wearing an orange shirt and jeans, he handed something to the teacher. The teacher asked him if he could bring me back to his uncle for I needed to go to the mall. He was happy to do so.
We went together down the wide dirt road. I was telling him how scared I was so he held my hand and told me not to. He handed me some leaves, which looked like lemongrass and told me to hold on to the leaves, for it would help take my fears away. He instructed me to hold on to his hand, hold on tighter if I’m scared. He was joking about the lady at the crossroad. He told me that the lady knew everything and I should have heeded her instructions. He was a nice, sweet, smart guy that I never noticed the dark. I was scared when we got to the narrow, cold road. But the mayor’s nephew prodded me on. Telling me words that made it a lot easier to get through that very dark and scary road.
The road was indeed short and though it was very very scary I did got to the mayor ( the guy talking on the cellphone) sooner than I thought. His nephew introduced me and told the mayor that I wanted to go back to the mall. The mayor said that it was no problem. He got up opened an old book in which upon the middle page there was a picture of a door. The mayor told me to go inside the “book” open the door and it will lead me back to the mall in no time. I was so shocked I couldn’t move. The mayors nephew cheered me on and offered to bring me at least to the books door. He encourage me and reminded me to hold on to the leaves that he gave me if ever I was afraid.
I did went inside the door of the book and I realized that I was back inside the mall, the second floor with my friend diannah. She was hysterically laughing at me she was saying I had a wild imagination. I told her it did happened and showed her the lemongrass leaves.
So that’s it that’s my dream but ….
It seemed so real…
