I did not take sleeping pills when I went to sleep. I woke up from bed with a strange dream. In the dream, to my surprise I saw that the room in which I was sleeping was a temple in ancient days dedicated to a goddess. Then I saw my dead uncle, a priest come down and sing Amazing Grace.
The splendor of the sky dazzled as an ornament. The sky, a golden furnace, robes of orange, mystic flames of purple all serenaded me like a catharsis. Angels on wings danced in the pulchritude of delight. Time has become a frozen dream of music. Evening is a tranquil lullaby, a poetic sonata of love. I watch the sun go into its hive. Dark has become a mourning night.
Had a strange dream—in this dream, a black cat was hissing at me; it was only a kitten. Looked at dream interpretations and it said: ‘I am afraid of my own intuition’. I am not fully convinced by the interpretation.
I joined the fraternity of the Illuminati today. Feel happy as a new born flower.
She made love to me/
In a dream; dear beloved why/
Did you forsake me/
Joseph’s story comes from the Old Testament. He was sold by his brothers to the Egyptians. When Potiphar’s wife asked to bed with him: he refused. He was put in jail. When he interpreted the dream of some prisoners: he was later on called by the Pharaoh to interpret the dreams he had. Joseph with God’s intervention was successful in interpreting the dreams and the Pharaoh made him a minister of Egypt. Joseph as a meaning has got two idioms: one the dream interpreter and the other rising to success after a period of downfall.
Example: Freud was an excellent Joseph.
We should be a Joseph of our dreams.
When will God allow me to become a Joseph?
I would like to be a Joseph of the society.
God Christ said: ‘in the last days, I will pour out my Spirit and the old shall see dreams and the young will see visions’. For days, I have been contemplating and asking God to give me greater insight. I still haven’t got an appropriate answer but I am prodded to write this piece. First of all I would like to go into the etymology of the words: Vision and Dream. In old English dream meant merriment and enjoyment. Linguists are not clear as to when the meaning changed to that of receiving images in sleep. Vision in its etymological sense refers to the appearance of the supernatural. I am wondering why God used dream for the old and vision for the young. Let’s look at an interpretation in an existential sense. For the old experience is no longer new. For the young experiences are in full bloom as a new born flower. For the old dreams have a generative capacity and for the young visions have a trans-formative capacity. As a generative capacity it means changing the old to the new. As trans-formative capacity it means evolving the new into something better. This is my humble libation for God, Christ, the one Who is, Who was and Who will be the Alpha and the Omega.
A seer named
It’s amazing that
Jung painted the
Oh mortal man
Ask a wish to
See it granted
As time’s delight…
Lead me on Philemon
In the midst of light….
I did not take sleeping pills. I dreamed of sleeping in my deceased grand-dad’s house…There was a guest in the house and it happened to be my significant other a Filipino woman. She was in the guest room and it had door connected to my room. We made passionate love all through the night. Then I dreamed on being a Writer …but the dream broke up into fragments. Then while I was travelling, I was asking the way and all the people were giving me wrong directions….