當祂經過我的眼前時，微微轉頭向我的方向飄了一眼，趕緊縮下身子以免被發現…腦中卻還難以消化這令人震驚的事實…這個世界的 “神"是真實存在著的，而人們被 “神"統治著!
Although the second half of the dream was very dynamic, colorful and like a Chinese Kong-fu movie, but what struck me was the first half of the dream when I sawed the lost faces of those “humans" and then looked into the dark sky, seeing those helicopters being attacked and exploded, and finally witnessed the “God" in that universe.
What if “God" was really there and ruling human beings literally? Would human beings live in terror as a result? Or live in bliss as “God Is Love"?
I consider this dream a reflection of discussions about “God" for the past few months with different people. Some people I met here have issues with Christian religion, the Bible, and God, because they had seen others doing nasty things in the name of God. Thus, I suppose my mind realized those concepts into a dream, and let a God of tyrant really exist in that parallel universe, to make me feel and see how much fear and confusion can be projected to the world by improper interpretations of the concept of “God".
To be honest, when the giant-magic-soldier-like God walked past in front of me, I was frightened and couldn’t believe humans in this world were really ruled by God itself, and it was not a pleasant scene. The people didn’t know better, as this God was both the source of their belief and fear. They lived on this God, but had to endure the threat posed by it at the same time.
However, observing some Christian churches and few other religions in this world…isn’t it the same thing which they are doing to their people? Maybe a “visible" dream made this distorted situation seem more horrible, but the impact caused by “invisible" gestures of those churches/religions is the same, and even more.
Of course I’m not here to talk about God or religions…I’m only amazed by my mind that how it could combine and mix those abstract concepts into vivid dreams at night….I really love my expressive mind😛
On the other hand, about the threads that everybody held and carried in that world, and how they tried to tangle me with different threads…suddenly I have an idea that those threads were emotional connections among humans.
It’s about the topic I brought up with my friend recently, the attachment and detachment to a(n) person/object/scenario. We both agreed that humans are easy to get attached to someone/something, which leads to wanting more and trying to hold that person/object, and hence causes sufferings.
However, no matter how hard we try not to get attached, it’s inevitable. My friend wanted to avoid attachment when possible, and I said the trick is not avoiding being attached, but learning how to detach quickly. I was also shocked by myself when I said this, since I had the same idea as my friend does few months ago, but somehow I’ve changed and tried to plunge into life first instead of standing outside looking in and thinking “should I dive in? Though it seems tempting, but it will end someday…and I’ll have to clean up the mess afterwards….so should I just stay in a safe distance? That seems easier!"
This is the mindset I’m still practicing and adjusting, and I don’t know the outcome yet either.
When I thought of the walls and pillars piled up by used colored-cotton thread reels, it reminded me of different colorful memories in humans’ mind. We all have attachments to some ones and things, but the connection would be broken eventually just like the thread, or in Chinese we say Fate/緣分, on the reel would be all consumed one day.
The empty reels left formed a wall of memories; by touching and looking at them, you reminisce those good old days with somebody or in some place. If, the remaining part of the thread attached to the reel is still long enough, there might be chance you and that person/object/scenario will be connected together again; if not, you might still feel some regrets or yearnings preserved by the thread when you accidentally touch the tip of the colorful remaining part.
Just like how I felt in my dream, you thought it was pretty and maybe stylish when looking at the wall of empty reels decorated by the colorful residual cotton threads, but somehow there was a creepy feeling in your heart that urged you to look away because it was unbearable.
I’m not sure if my interpretation above was really what my mind wanted to tell me, but I like this inspiration🙂
No matter if my dreams tell something, I like dreaming…that’s for sure. This is a meaningful dream to me, making me see some things I had already known in a more dramatic and vivid way.
Don’t know what I’ll dream of tonight…can’t wait for it!!