mitch

Rent a Car: Having to work  long and tedious hours with no fixed off, with colleagues who will try to cheat their way out of efficiency.

Document Controller for a big Oil & Gas company: They don't care about you. They will simply give you work on top of work on top of more work .

But living alone, away from family, helped me realize many things.

Nov. 2, 2018

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Joy, the sensation of genuine happiness. It was the ultimate experience he so longs to feel. Joy was the unsurpassed fantasy he yearns for, and it was also the name of the woman of his dreams. To him, there is no better dream, no better woman, better than Joy.

Probably one of the best books I have ever read

There come's a time in every woman's life when she moves on and grow.

It's a part of her journey.

She finds herself in this modern world, torn between what the world tells her to do, and what her heart longs for.

Read along with me as we explore a fictional dystopian future written by Ray Bradbury in 1953.

The story begins with the introduction of the main protagonist, Guy Montague, and his life as a fireman. In this future, everything has become fire-proof and firemen actually start fires instead of putting them out. 

In this future, Benjamin Franklin was the first fireman and the culture of burning books began in the 1700's.

Being distracted has become the norm. Their neighbor Clarisse died of a car accident and no one bats an eye. Guy had to burn a woman and her books in her own house (as was the nature of his job, to burn books) and his wife only seemed to care about what show was on TV (though the term "TV" would mean an entire wall of the house in this case) his became his eye-opening moment. Suddenly he saw the world in a different lens and he has awoken from his autopilot life.

In a world where possession and reading of books is forbidden, and where entertainment is favored over learning, people seem to have lost their common sense and even  social skills. 

Guy's wife, Millie, does not even remember how she met him.

Obviously this book was written during a time when internet wasn't even a thing yet, and e-books were out of the question. How ironic is it that I'm reading a book about a dystopian future where books are banned on a kindle! Hahaha

The setting of this dream took place in a street that looked like the streets where they shoot the disney movie "Enchanted". ik, weird right? but it's a dream, so what can I say? The scene seemed so realistic to me. I could even smell the coffee from the nearby cafe greeting me. And so, here goes the dream.

A man was casually walking on the street, when he bumped into a crying little boy. The boy was wearing what looked like angel costume, and he was crying because the left wing of his costume was broken. He told the man that he was bullied earlier by his classmates on the school play. They told him that he was too small to be given the angel role and someone taller deserves it. The man tried to help him get back up. With his strong muscular arms, he fixed the broken wing, and offered to take him to an ice cream parlor to cheer him up. The child agreed.

They walked to find the store, hand in hand. As he was walking, the man was only looking straight on the road. It was quite a busy path, and he didn't want to bump into anybody...

Suddenly, he felt a familiar kiss on his cheek. The little boy turned into me, and I was an angel! Yes, an angel, complete with pinkish grey wings!

As an angel, the laws of heaven didn't allow me to reveal myself to him without proving his pure heart. No human is allowed to see, nor touch an angel, unless he is deserving of her regalia and divine-ness. So I was sent down on earth as a little boy. It was heaven's way of testing this man. Afterall, I was on my trip back to Earth to reveal a very important news to him, and he had to prove his pure heart first.

Then, me and this man started to talk in a familiar tone, as if we knew each other very well. And that we have known each other deeply, and for a very very long time.

"I have to admit, it was nice to look up to you for a while. You seemed so tall from a little child with a small height's perspective", I teased him. The tone of my voice seemed to be that I was comfortable talking to this man, even as I was on my purest angelic form. Usually, I'm shy around humans and only show them a tiny portion of me. Also, since I'm an angel, humans usually melt or die in my presence. But in this dream, not this man. He was special.

"Well, you are still very tall now that I am back at my full form. But I'm usually flying around, hovering above you, so I don't really get to enjoy your height as much", I playfully added. The man asked me, "It's no wonder I I loved him. It's because I love you.. Even though I didn't know that he was you. But how did heaven allow you to be here with me? You know you're not allowed to be among mortals" "Well...", I shyly responded as my face turned pink.

"I'm pregnant...", I said.

The man's face turned pink too.

Then my alarm went off. I was awake once again.

-end of dream-

We were asked to sit down on what looked like a large hall, and there was a banquet and food was overflowing. With excitement, I filled my plate with the most savory food I could find. With a night hat I had, I was starving! As I was sipping my warm soup, my nose swimming in its yummy savory broth, a flashback suddenly came to me.... and it caught me off-guard. Me and two princesses were on our way to a party. It was some sort of awards ceremony. The red carpet was waiting for us. But as we were about to cross the street, a black limousine halted in front f us. I heard the chauffeur calling us, "Come inside, m'ladies, the red carpet awaits." Of course, I already knew that. It was right on the other side of the road! I was skeptical to enter the vehicle, but the two ladies simply jumped in blindly anyway. I joined them. And the instant I sat on it's leather seats, I felt sleepy... I can't fall asleep. I still have a speech to declaim, I thought to myself, worried about my fans. I dint want to disappoint them. I opened my eyes and glanced around me. The two princesses were already tied and crying. I wanted to shout. But I couldn't.... It was as if I was stunned, incapacitated. I was paralyzed. There was something in the air-conditioning... some sort of poison that made me immobile. Suddenly, the chauffeur's face became clear. It was the same monk who rescued us! I  came back to the present time, with a new knowledge of my recently recalled memory. "It's a trap! ", I shouted. But alas, it was already too late.

We already signed the contract. We were already kidnapped, and we were owned by them now. I heard some singing of the birds. It was my alarm clock. I opened my eyes and saw my ex's daughter's doll watching me from the top of my room. I was finally awake. It's a strange realistic dream of being kidnapped and becoming a victim of human trafficking. It was a weird and heart-wrenching "brain movie".

And I wasn't able to go to Norway last night at all. -_-

-I woke up. This was the end of my dream-

I went back to bed, and closed my eyes, and tried to sleep. Afterall, I have a busy day waiting for me later at work.

Then I opened my eyes once again. The captors were gone. It was only me and the two other ladies who were there and in this dream, we seem to be trying to climb a mountain. 

As we crawled our way towards the top, We came across a tall monk with what looked like little lady monks behind him. Half of his face was covered by his cloak. His face looked familiar but I couldn't quite find his name nor identity. He and the lady monks untied us and assisted us towards the top of the mountain.

There, a majestic temple lied, with more monks who seemed to be expecting us. Upon entering, they required us to sign some sort of contract. One lady who was guarding the entrance said, it is required to be signed upon entering the temple. Me and the two other girls were already too thirsty and weak to read the fine print. But who could blame us? We  just barely survived our own kidnapping. Who has time to read at a time like this? We just wanted to eat and rest and be finally safe... so we signed. And we were allowed into the temple.

There they fed us, bathed us, and given us a fresh set of clean clothes.

I looked behind me and saw the highest volcano in the world. It was brown and icy, but with smoke and small(It's really so small) magma coming out of it's crater. The lady monk made me and the other ladies stand in front, as she took a picture of us with the volcano.

Something didn't feel quite right.

I opened my eyes as I sensed my own sticky sweat. I was baffled.

My hands and feet are numbed in pain by ropes tightly tying my hands and feet. They used my own scarf to gag my mouth to keep me from screaming for help.

There were two other ladies with me that night. I couldn't recognize their faces, but they looked familiar. I could see and sense fear in their eyes. It's same fear that engulfs me now.

As my captors try to to escape from the military the government sent to rescue us, I hear eerie war cries outside the frosted brown window. There were also scary gunshots.

I tried to peak out, desperate to see if my rescuers were at least close to finding us. One of my captors violently slapped my face and held it right to his. I could smell his rancid breath as he whispered to me with a devil-ish tone, "They will never see you again". I was [etrified.

As my captors attempted to move us from their secret lair (some kind of abandoned warehouse), me and the other captives found ourselves crawling for our lives harder and harder as the ropes seem to tighten upon our every move.

I opened my eyes. It was 2:40 AM I had the most intense dream I've had in years, and it all seemed too realistic. I went to the powder room to wash my face and remind myself that it was all just a dream. I was wide awake. A little disappointed that my dream was a dramatic kidnapping, instead of a lovely trip Norway.

-end of part 1-