My
Dreams-XI-File 05
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 (of the thought) 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 (those upfront and those
behind the scene plotters far away from the scene of action were
monitored) for the motive/s stated and the ulterior motives and
emotions of the designers were scanned.
Freud would have been happy if he had this super
computer for his psychoanalysis.
It was, as it were, all human emotions were scanned
before these prospective aliens hunters or explorers landed on this
planet.
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 to 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.
As it were, I was hijacked by the aliens to do their spy
work without any payment.
I had volunteered to work free to strike another first
by a human in a 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.
The looked like our Veddhas of ancient time.
Then in the same group some were assembling what looked
like a Giant Arrow in preparation for combat.
It shape was similar to a rocket and in preparation of
launching.
Then as I was scanning, at a little distance in a higher
plane there was a group clad only covering the bottoms with bare
tops, somewhat similar to priests in a Tamil 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 things and leaves of
medicine.
It did not look serene like the priests marching up the
giant ladder to heaven.
This was like dark side of Colombo
port where traders are
dealing with illegal stuff.
In other word they were smuggling.
Then there was another group which
gathered on the embankment of a river struggling to get on board what
looked like a hastily constructed and poorly equipped ferry.
The fifth group was in a large airport with few
airplanes ready to board passengers, in fact thousands of fleeing
subjects waiting in a queue to get on board the few seats available
and a large contingent of security personnel were checking their
travel documents.
Only a few were allowed to board.
Interpretation.
This looked a unique situation related to Sri-Lanka.
Somewhat similar to tsunami but of a bigger magnitude.
Maha's explanation was mandatory.
He was quick to respond with broad smile.
You are getting more and more dreams.
Have you been eating a diet which stimulate dreams?
No, Sir.
I am having few episodes of memory loss in wakeful
state.
It 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 (not by you) but
due to mosquitoes or some bodily irritation like wanting to go to the
loo, I go back to the dream mode and continue with where I left.
Coming back to this dream it looks like the dream is
related to Sri-Lanka 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
onto 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 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 Sri-Lankans.
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.
My Dreams-XI-File 06
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 was arisen from my brain was as it were 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 mind but in what context (of the thought) the though moment arisen.
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 that the scanners was 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 as whole was scanned.
Say it was scanning the Bodu Bala Sena outfit in action, it was scanning the entire lot (those upfront and those behind the scene plotters far away from the scene of action were monitored) for the motive/s stated and ulterior motives and emotions were scanned.
Freud would have been happy if he had this super computer for his psychoanalysis.
It as if were all human emotions were scanned before these aliens landed on this planet.
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 to my name.
Alas, I realized 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 he scanning from above not the aliens.
As it were, I was hijacked by the aliens to do their spy work without any payment.
I had volunteered to work free to strike another first by a human in a 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 vestiges or rags not worth wearing.
The looked like our Veddhas of ancient time.
Then in the same group some were assembling what looked like a Giant Arrow in preparation for combat.
Then as I was scanning, at a little distance in a higher plane there was group clad only the bottoms and the top was bare, somewhat similar to priest in a Tamil Kovil.
They were in whites were parading up a giant steps that led as if to the heaven.
Then there was another group which looked like traders trading some precious metal hidden in ornamental things and leaves of medicine. It did not look serene like the priests marching up the giant ladder to heaven.
This was like dark side of Colombo pat where traders are dealing with illegal stuff.
Then there was another group which gathered on the embankment of a river struggling to get on board what looked like a hastily constructed and poorly equipped ferry.
The fifth group was in a large airport with few airplanes ready to board passengers thousands of fleeing subjects and a large contingent of security personnel checking their travel documents.
Preview
NOW and interpretation and rating later.
These X-Files with interpretation will come with a difference.
I am developing a search engine to rate them from 0 to 5, like the
Stupidity Index.
In relating to relevance to current political climate, whether they
are astute or not, ambiance, downright outrageous, the like.
Rating 4 to 5 will be in the blog site and rating 0 to three will be
in a digital book form soon.
So you have to bear with me till I reveal the Maha's interpretation
for a future date.
This I believe, this will revisiting guest to my site and my own EGO
by having more than 100 his a day.
The font will be on blue when the interpretation is activated.
I have decided to publish readers version of the possible outcome with the Maha Brahma or else their own version of the extended or second part of the dream under,
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