Because I'm dreamy

I had another weird dream. A long one. A weird sequel.

It was like another complot.

It felt like there's an Acoustic Nite at the church's hall. I remembered going over the PA system because we can't hear the performers.

Then I remembered taking pictures of my brother and his partner performing and they sat on our old, weared out chair. Wihout the cushions, just like what you can find behind the house now.

Then the event ended, out of nowhere I was in the car with two other friends.

We stopped the car at the church's parking area and there are a lot of people there, just like how it felt like when I go back from my primary school.

I told my friend "I need to go back inside the church hall. I left my phone there. Can I borrow your phone to miscall mine later in the hall?"

He borrowed his 3310 phone, I took it and went for Route 1 to the hall.

I passed along our Mother Mary's prayer room and saw a large yellow thin cloth draping over some 2-3 children. And they were lying on the floor, like sleeping peacefully.

Suddenly it felt like it's a place where kids are sleeping, a bit reminds me of the nursery or a children camp.

I walked on.

The door and gate to the hall was locked but I didn't panicked.

There were no adult taking care of the places, which are usually are the church wardens.

Then I resort to Route 2, which of course, a secret route to the priest's chamber and the church hall and like everything else.

I suddenly became a Nancy Drew walking silently and mysteriously through the doors, lots of doors and holes.

Just like in the movie where you reach the last door, I heard people coming in from another door.

I tried to open the door (to the church hall) as quick as I could but I saw the other door is slowly opening from the other side of the room. And a bit of a human.

Not God or angels.

I rushed to another partition of the room, sat down with the position where you hug your knees close to your chest. And head down. I had no idea why I did that.

Somehow it worked, I was doing a camouflage. Some 3-4 persons coming in the door and walked passed through me and said nothing. They were going to the toilet.

Oh jeez. Panic started to work down my veins.

But I proceed on my quest, got myself up and walked to The Last Door and opened it without guilt.

I couldn't remember exactly what I saw when the door was opened.

The weird thing was, I remembered the place from my previous dream. Means I dreamt the same place. And to make things weirder, I dreamt the place twice. This was actually the third. And it's not really the church hall, it's a small chamber but looks sacred.

There was a robe hanging in there with a small pocket where there was hidden a silver ring. Or maybe a white gold one.

How did I find out that this dream is a sequel? The first dream was pretty much the same, I was on my way to the church hall through Route 2 then suddenly I saw the ring, and I took it.

The second dream, as I remembered vividly, I returned the ring back as I felt guilty to the church parishioners and priest for stealing the ring.

And now, the third dream, it happened again, I took it from the robe.

The mission of getting back my phone was not really the issue of the dream.

I was getting back to the ring, not the phone.

Then of course, the setting of my dream changed. With the ring, I ran as fast as I could from the church.

I was suddenly climbing on a small hill and I saw some youngsters climbing and laughing, ignoring my presence. They looked arrogant, so earthly, so ignoring me.

Then something happened. It felt like thunders or maybe earthquakes and I myself didn't know what was coming.

I ran again for protection and reached a building and there were people there.

This dream was a bit affected by 2012 movie where the world is, from what i felt, flooded with some substances.

It's not water.

But colourful powders.

That was what I felt at first. I felt there was huge, humongous pile of colourful powders attacking the earth, just like Tsunami, only it's not water.

I didn't see it coming because i was in the building. I suddenly had a satellitic view from the sky (ala-ala God), where i saw colourful powders covering the earth just like tsunamis.

Very very weird.

When it's over, I walked on the hill again to look at the disaster.

Much to my surprise (but not in the dream, I was weirdly calm), the colourful powders was actually colourful donuts. Haha. But a giant one. Huge. And it covered all the hills and some in the ocean.

Yes, suddenly there's an ocean with some birds munching on the giant donuts and I couldn't remember anything else.

I felt calm, though a bit scared. The weird donuts falling from the sky must be connected to the ring I stole.

Being guilty, I went home. Then I felt like spilling to someone for stupidly stealing the church property.

And I told my Dad, "I've got something to tell you. I need to talk to you later".

My dad nodded, just like a wise king and my mom eyed me silently.

I felt so Persia.

The feelings of admiting the truth is dreading in me...

But then I woke up. My eyes just opened up. And I realized I still have the ring in the dreams. Ouch.

Will I have another dream of returning it back to the small chamber?

Scary thought, scary dream.

But most of all, merapu the way I wanted.

(Originally written on 11June 2010 8.35am)