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Dreamblog 24-7-09

Last night was a series of weird dreams again. Each with its own story that don't seem to connect with each other.

"Dark Priest"

Late at night by the country side, when the air was deadly still and the moon shines bright on the wheat fields. The scene changes focus to a patch of damp soil with a small lump and you hear a faint sound of someone moaning in pain as he slowly rises. His robe was pitch black like the night and instantly, you'd turn your focus on the small white square on his neck that is similar to someone who's in the ministry. Weirdly, upon his sight, I instantly knew he was a demon and as he slowly approaches me, I flee to the roadside, where I find an old truck with without the driver's door and drove away into the night as fast as I could.

The scene suddenly changes into a small house with screens as its walls surrounded by a not so green garden. I was with my brother while watching someone from outside, repairing he ripped screens below as he seals us inside. Then I receive a phonecall from a dad of someone I know (in the dream) asking for his whereabouts and instantly I was gripped with fright for it may be the demon that killed him.

I don't remember much details of the other scenes. But I remember there was blood as well, and I was driving madly with the old truck, swerving lanes into the night, screaming.

"Antique souvenirs"
After the somewhat frightful dream, the scene changes to something Chinese. I was in a busy square that seemed to be like a dry goods market place. In front of me was a glass display cart with box shelves draped with a chinese emblem,yellow silk covers showing some possessions of past dynasty princesses and A Chinese lady was explaining the history behind the items. I remember seeing a jade comb, jade earrings, fan, and porcelain teacups. After she finished her story, she opened her cart and said to everyone that we're free to take them home. I wanted to take the Jade items however someone beat me to it and ended up with a porcelain teacup and 2 saucers.

In the end I thought why would they allow these antiques to be given away just like that, probably a scam.

Lazarus

They say you rose again,
Rejoice and awe filled their hearts
As you have overcome the rumored impossible

Gathered so quickly they did
Anticipating your auspicious tale
I stayed afar wondering
If the life unknown also brought back
The promises you once told

The scented cloths remained intact
However hurriedly, they helped you tear it away
For who needs them now that you've risen
But it was a reminder of the sleepless nights
before this cloth became special

Shattered before my eyes I drew closer
To see... to feel... if you were real
As I grasp every piece of the cloth left
To remind you of your promise

Alas, to my greatest despair,
A newborn soul took your place
Bearing your name and flesh
Yet no remnants of your fond and familiar soul

I walk away
The remaining cloth clutched in my hands
Forgetting this one grand lie
For in my heart, you already died

Shadow

So once familiar, You faded
Did you get lost? Or did I travel too far
I thought you were there all the time
But today daylight showed me otherwise

Now realizing the change,
I walk back to this dark cave
Amusing myself with a small wick of candlelight
as I try to reshape the shadow I was once fond
til the Candle melts

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