I had an entirely positive dream, a reverse nightmare, something that once you wake up from it, instead of screaming in fear, you awaken with a strange energy, a unique momentum that propels you forward. I just had that, I woke up from the dream and I started doing household chores and morning habits usually reserved for the late-morning (about 4 in the afternoon).
But! The dream momentum ended just before I started writing this blog, it ended when I realized I had been doing chores and being over-productive. Basically, this strange state of flowing energy ended when I had thought about it and questioned it. After this awareness of my sudden change of character, I simply sat on the couch, felt drowsier, and turned on the internet.
The power of the mind, the power of dreams, imagine all this "imaginary" energy, untapped, unused, unobserved even. If I have made some sort of scientific discovery, let this be a copyright idea of Rafael T. Raymundo as the term Dream Momentum: The momentum gained from one's sleep. Doesn't that contradict? Momentum being half of one's mass times velocity, but this time this momentum has no equation, only imagination.
So is this real or imagined? Well humans believe what we want to believe, but I can see physical results of what really happened (the chores), so it really did happen. All that "think positive" crap is actually an energy in itself, and if somehow the power of our imaginations and self-hypnoses is fully activated, all men and women in the world could turn themselves immortal from pure will, their cells not feeling a second of their true age, a mind over matter sort of deal.
Now, on to the dream itself. There were two dreams, interconnected to each other by Jeeps/Buses. The first dream has just ended, that I do not remember. The second dream has just begun. A woman, familiar to me in real life, but not the same person, only a look alike. The woman is in a suit. We talk in the Bus, I remember she being two seats behind me. This was strange, the first dream it was a jeep, and in dreamlike fashion it turned into a bus without me realizing, or remembering. Could this be a negative to positive transformation?
We talk, I ask her from where she's from, she says MOA, I ask her which country, she says Malaysia. I can't remember the rest. We climb some stairs, afterward we stop and sit down on the steps, she and another person, this time a man, features unrecognizable. This part of the dream I remember in real life, when in line to enlist in Bio 1, the line had gotten so long that it reached the top of the stairs, and the students sat on the steps the same way...
Back to the dream, this time she and he were in a suit, and they were talking to each other, she was his boss or something. I don't know what I was wearing, but a man came up to me and sat ahead of me, apparently 'he' was 'my' boss. So I was the assistant in the relationship. Interpretation? I serve and not lead. But my relationship with my boss was very casual. The next scene was something like "Jake in Progress" or "Just Shoot Me". A short comedy thing occurs where we thank a janitor in a nearby room for his work. The boss says "Thanks! Thanks!" I say "Thanks! Thanks!" He then says, "Konichiwa!" I say, "Merci!" I am the person in my dream, I've tried some FrenchPod during my summer vacation and I remember thinking, should I say Merci, or Merci beaucoup, which is thank you very much.
In a dream, we have thoughts. We make choices. We decide.
The next scene is a restaurant in the top floor of a mall (It looks like Glorietta, with the white tile floors), we sat in wooden chairs, now there was a kid with us, it looks like Eric Jr. from America. He was smiling.
And then it turns into a roller coaster ride, the floor around the table separates from the place. and it starts moving around the mall, as if it were floating. We could see the people below look at us, the floor was made of glass. It was a fun ride. There was even a tilt in the end where all of us almost fell off, but it balanced itself right after, a joke. This part of the dream I felt real sensations, I could feel the gears and the machinery below me, (but it was see through, just glass...) it was all there, the bump and grind. We then land safely on the ground floor of the mall and cheer. This is when I wake up.
In dreams, when we have lived long enough, we replace imagined feelings with real ones.
When you have such a dream, don't question it, and remain in that state of positive flow and action for as long as you can, good luck and may you feel the same as I do.
Ong Namo Guru Dev Namo.
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