Space Encounter

Space Encounter

This was an interesting dream episode.

I was deep into sleep and I felt like, if somebody was scanning my thoughts and emotions.

It was just like the close encounters of the alien type.

Whatever, thought moment that had arisen in my brain was as it were hijacked or stolen or scanned, to see what I was thinking.

For instance, if the thought of a dog came into my mind, the scanning was not for the picture of the dog in my head but in what context, the thought moment had arisen in my brain.

Say, fear or caring or possession.

If the thought was say about a cricket match.

It was not the current state of the match or the ball by ball commentary, the scanner was interested. It was the state of my mind and the emotions that were aroused that were scanned.

It was not the text but the context or the intent that the scanners were looking for. It was bit of a science fiction of Freudian type.

I got a nice feeling about it and at the same time felt this scanner was linked to a super computer. It was not scanning individual subjects but it was global in nature and the group of people, as whole was scanned.

Say, it was scanning the Bodu Bala Sena outfit in action, it was scanning the entire lot  for the motives stated and the ulterior motives and emotions of the designers were scanned. Say for instance, those upfront and those behind the scene, the plotters far away from the scene of action were monitored.

Freud would have been happy, if he had this super computer for his psychoanalysis.       It was, as it were, all human emotions were scanned. It is as it were, the prospective aliens beings wanted to know what would happen,       if they landed on this planet without any advance communication.

The moment this alien thing came into my mind, I was woken up abruptly.

In the back of my mind, I wanted to record, the first alien encounter and get the full credit in my name.

Alas, I realized that it was only dream.

This was 2.30 A.M in the morning and    I went back to my sleep for further sojourn in the dream world.

I was not left stranded. I was in the dream world again as it were the continuation of the previous episode.

This time the scene was strange but somewhat similar to a street market of the ancient type. But on this occasion, I was the one who was doing the scanning from above, not the aliens. In fact, I was hijacked by the aliens to do the dirty spy work without any payment.

I had to interpret the emotions.

I had volunteered to work free to strike another first by a human, in a real close encounter. There was a group of guys collected together and the elders were removing cloths out in the open in front of their kith and kin. They hardly had any cloths but wearing vestiges or rags, not worth wearing. They looked like our forest people (Veddhas) of ancient time.

Then in the same group some were assembling behind, what looked like a Giant Arrow in preparation for combat.

Its shape was similar to a rocket in preparation of ultimate launching.

Then as I was scanning, at a little distance in a higher plane there was a group clad only covering their bottoms with bare tops, somewhat similar to priests in a Tamil Hindu Temple (Kovil).

They were in whites were parading up some giant steps that led, as it were to the heaven.

Then there was another group which looked like traders trading some precious metal hidden in ornamental baskets and oils of leaves of medicine, in tiny bottles.

It did not look serene.

This was like the dark side of Colombo port where traders are dealing with illegal stuff.

In other word they were involved in smuggling.

Then there was another group which gathered on the embankment of a river struggling to get on board. It looked like a hastily constructedferry but poorly equipped.

The fifth group was in a large airport with few air planes ready to board passengers.   In fact, thousands of fleeing subjects waiting in the queue to get on board the few seats available. A large contingent of security personnel were checking their travel documents.

Only a few were allowed to board.

This dream came in before, I had some understanding of Buddha, Dhamma, Rebirth and Uncertainty of existence.

I need Maha Brahma to interpret these events in motion.

Interpretation

This looked a unique situation related to Ceylon.

Somewhat similar to tsunami but of a bigger magnitude.

Maha Brahma's explanation was mandatory.

He was quick to respond with a broad smile.

You are getting more and more dreams.

Have you been eating a diet which stimulate dreams?

No, Sir.

I am having a few episodes of memory loss in wakeful state. It is not a good thing in my old age. Memory loss is an early sign of dementia.

I am training myself to remember all my dreams to activate my memory potential. Unlike, in the past, I record them in short form and then try to put the pieces together like a jigsaw puzzle.

Naturally, I forget most of my dreams but send you only the interesting ones for interpretation.

I also discovered a hidden potential.

If I am in a good dream and woken up by mosquitoes or some bodily irritation like wanting to go to the loo, I go back to the dream mode and I continue with where I left.

Coming back to this dream it looks like the dream is related to Ceylon and they are in panic mode.

Is that so?

Yes, it is.

It very simple.

It is related your scientific prediction related to global warming and small islands getting encircled by rising sea water above 4000 feet.

My goodness, my city is under 1600 feet.

Don't worry, you have long gone, this dream is well into the future.

Let me start with the fifth group.

Who are they?

They are the IMF guys and girls who have come on the final round of debt collection.

They want to vanish with all the wealth.

There was a big crowd there, know?

Yes, those who had some connection were following the IMF traits.

Then what was the fourth group.

They were the guys and power brokers aligned to the central bank and the politicians with shoddy deals. They were trying to pilfer whatever left in the country into their own coffers, illegally of course.

They are the counter current to IMF.

The third group is the Tamils of Indian descent trying to reach heaven in a rush.

The fourth group is the Sri-Lankan Muslims trying to flee to Middle East.

The fifth group is the modern Veddhas trying to escape into space in a space craft of their own design.

What was the outcome?

Who survived.

None except the few IMF guys who had private planes and the Indian State Tamils who piled up on the steep mountains survived.      Rest succumbed when the sea water hit the land in a flash never seen in the history of this planet.

It was all a mad rush and there was no time.

It was end of the world for most of the Ceylonese.

If they had some airports in the hill region instead near the sea, they would have saved a few thousands. What happened to the animals, especially the elephants.

Unfortunately, elephants had gone extinct by this time.

Birds escaped to higher ground with many of the smaller animal species.

Wilpattu and Yala were under water and there were no animals reserves left.

Can you tell me the time scale.

I am not suppose to tell you.

Why?

Then you would stop dreaming for future and he disappeared in a flash.