I close my eyes, then I drift away into the magic night
I softly say a silent prayer like dreamers do
Then I fall asleep to dream my dreams of you.

--Roy Orbison from his song "In Dreams"

Also to quote from the Eurythmics: Sweet dreams are made of this, who am I to disagree?

I had another weird, nonsensical Felliniesque dream 2 nights ago (I had 2 similar dreams earlier that seemed straight out of David Lynch's warped mind, but those are different stories). I dreamt all of the people I knew in high school including the bullies were lining up in the Daraga cemetery for a field trip. And next thing you know, everybody was dancing like it was a ball. I was amused when 2 of my least favorite people, Shree Daven Requiero & the sadistic Francisco Tuozo were holding hands when dancing. Then, we were suddenly sitting in armchairs that came out of nowhere facing the gate of the cemetery, while on my left side, the fugly Raymond Oringo (another bully) was in a witness stand (which also came out of nowhere!) before the judge gave him a life sentence (for a crime I don't even know or don't even care at all). Then we started walking and in a matter of minutes, we were in a road somewhere in Quezon City. The place where all of us were suppose to go was a big mall, but we have to enter it by going upstairs in a giant house nearby. Everybody started climbing the stairs, but then some and later more became easily tired even though they have only reached the second floor. I was one of the few who were still walking, I was lagging behind. The floors were getting smaller and smaller ala “Alice in Wonderland”. I lost track of the rest, and then I felt someone was following me. I ran even as the space begins to shrink. Then I made it to the top, only the rectangular door was so small only a cat or a dog would fit in it. But somehow I managed to fit in because of my thin body. Then I found myself in a dark room, I turned on the lights, and what I saw an elegant & clean living room, I was the only person there. Then I woke up... but then it turns out to be a dream WITHIN another dream! I was in this classroom which resembled a room in my house in Daraga only bigger, there was this teacher and I was the only student there. Yet I hear noises of other people who were reciting, as if they were invisible. We were having this lesson that I couldn't even understand and I was dealt with too much pressure from the teacher. Then the ground started to shake, and I woke up back to reality as I know it. It's all true! Really?

Man, it's been a month since I last posted anything in my blog. But thanks to these surreal dreams I have been having, I can finally post something of interest. But one thing still bothers me: How come nobody has ever posted comments to my recent or even previous posts? Pls. find the time to input your feedback. Thank you!

My father says that almost the whole world is asleep. Everybody you know. Everybody you see. Everybody you talk to. He says that only a few people are awake and they live in a state of constant total amazement.

--Patricia Graynamore (Meg Ryan) to Joe Banks (Tom Hanks) in the underrated 1990 film "Joe Versus The Volcano"