Spiritual Paradise

Wonders of The Holy Spirit

2009-10-14T11:27:00.001+08:00

8.23am: I just cannot stop typing. Inspirations flowing within me. Inspirations after inspirations. It is burning inside me, my heart is burning with Passion, and excitement. This is Hope, hope for a future. I have dreams..... Many things to do, many things to accomplish and to be achieved back in my brain.

I have not updated this blog for so long. I had been very busy, very very busy as usual. But today no matter how busy, I have to find time to 'release my energy', and to tell you what I had experienced.

Isaac and Me

做人成功 (Zuo Ren Chen Gong) = Successful In 'Making' People
Yes, indeed, I am successful in zuo ren le (了), but perhaps in theory only, still have a lot to learn.

你会不会做人呀你? 'They' said.
I was mocked by people, even my own sister. She ridiculed me when I was pregnant yet again last year. Our family has no money, and she always like to 'add oil to fire', and 'stab' my heart.... 'They' say I am a university graduate, and yet I don't know this and don't know that.... 'They' say "you don't know mie?" 'They' used sarcastic remarks.

More 'They' said.
RarePig.com emerged. God has helped me and He has answered my prayers and I have a dream, a future ahead now. Time I need.

My Updates
I cannot type more now, but as circumstances permits.

Existence of Angels

2008-09-17T14:21:00.007+08:00

Was a long dream... dream of Anita Mui, 梅艷芳, my favourite vocal singer, her voice so unique, so hoarse, so rough and so husky... I told Pokemon that I like this kind of voice...

It was a building, seem to be like 'Hong Kong flat', and I was at the void deck. Very vague now... Anita Mui was in the dream... and many women of different faces... and they seemed to be telling me about her death....but it's very vague now, only can remember the building, white and the void deck...

In another dream, it was another celebrity which we often met at Causeway Point. She has a mole on the cheek, just like me. I don't know her name, and again, I saw her on one day....

In this dream, she wanted to bring Richard to a room, to peek at something. I was curious and decided to follow them. It was a heavy door, brown in colour with expensive wood, a very big door. She opened the back door, and I went in ('see water'). It was quiet, two men were talking which I saw through the mirror reflection... The woman (Miss Singapore, don't know which year, very fair and long hair) told me to go in, but I quickly came out, telling her what I had seen... it was 'intrusion'.

This is a big place, which Richard and I had come about. There was something like a gateway or doorway in which we need to pass through. Two monks wearing the normal orange-brown robes were seen standing at the gateway. We were allowed access into this place, where we walked about and met this 'Miss Singapore' (mentioned above).

Later on, we passed by a shop, immediately after this heavy wooden door. It was not a very well-organized shop. It looked rather run-down and Richard asked for two pieces of blouse. They were sewn with buttons, with dangling ornaments, etc which I found it to be so ugly...

I happened to walk out of the monk gateway, and being scared that I might not be able to go back again, I quickly walked back at the sideway... hoping the monks will not see me, nor questioned me. There seemed to be a playground there...

Next part of the dream was about a man who in front of us. I heard him talking about catching angels, and I went forward to talk to him, asking him about angels. This man looked like one of the man acting in the 'big bad wolf' children's TV show. He was rather tall and big size. In his hand was holding a special handphone, which I asked him,"Can it really catch angels?", and I asked him, "How do you catch angels?"

He showed me what was inside his special handphone. It was images of angels. I said,'Oh, they are not real then!" Then as he clicked on more images, the angels seemed to be more real, but I wondered did he do any 'edit' or 'amendments' on them, to make the angels looked so real. The angels were all 'women' or 'girls' and some little girls. He looked around and told me,"See on that trees, you can find some angels there." I looked out, and I saw nothing. I asked him,"How to see? I can see nothing! How big or how small is the angel?"

Next, I used my hand and asked him to show me the size of the angels, using the thumb and the index finger to show the height of the angel. He told me that the angels can be about 20cm or even 5 cm, not more than that, something like that...rather small... the babies, hatching from eggs, as small as 2 cm (the exact numbers was forgotten)... I was filled with awe, surprised and amazed at the sight of the angels and the size of the angels in the dream.

Angels Links
What Are Angels
Types of Angels
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Baby Angels Pictures I
Animated Angels
Angels Glittering Globe
Angels Pictures II
Angels Posters
Cute Baby Angels
Baby Angels Clipart
Angels Poems
Facts About Angels
Victorian Angels
Victorian Angels Cliparts

Anita Mui is born in the year of rabbit, 1963, and her birthday 10 October... 10.10... What has this to tell us?

This is really scary, scary not because of HUMAN... scary because of what you cannot SEE...

Even I was 'conned'! I told Richard when we were cycling on 7th September 2008 at Admiralty Road West to Sembawang Park. This is really DESTINY, unbelievable, incredible, AWESOME wonder of GOD.

No Doubt - Don't Speak

Just Singapore

2008-09-10T14:08:00.010+08:00

My brothers, Peter, John and ME

I do not come from a rich family. I lived in Boon Lay. My house was 'dirty', but I love my parents, and my family. Though it is not a perfect family, but I had learned....

My mother is not educated, never go to school before. My father went Boy's Town, had little 'education'. I have two brothers, Peter and John, and a sister, Mary. My mother used to go spiritual medium, to 'ask' about family matters, especially my father. I followed my mother. I witnessed most of the conversation with the medium, what they did and what they said....

I encountered fortune-tellers, and Richard sought Feng Shui Master for my old house, at Woodlands Blk 827. I sought Feng Shui Master for my new house, which is my current house, which was a 'referral'....

I did not believe in all these... words they said...

26th August 2008, 7.23am, woke up with a dream of Singapore and NUS, the reverse of change....

I asked my mother, when is the 'end of education' -- after Primary school, Secondary school, and then after that..... Apparently, it seems the 'end of education' is to get a degree at least.

I struggled, I worked hard, I got goals, I got 'aim' to go which school I wanted.... I prayed always to Jesus, I talked to Jesus. Sometimes, it is so hard to concentrate on my studies because of family problems.... my parents quarrelled, commit suicide, etc. There were no peace....

Finally, I graduated, graduated from National University of Singapore. My father paid all the money for my studies. No loans, no CPF, all his hard-earned money, CASH he earned, cheques he wrote for me.

It is the map of Singapore I see this time....

The power of God is incredible, it is awesome, it is beyond words can describe, it touches my heart, it is MERCY, MERCY to poor people, Mercy to the weak people....

Soon a racing rabbit was transformed...

After the racing rabbit, two heads were seen...

Elephant head and crocodile head (the tail, or tales).... which is which

The Throne given to me.....

The light was so special... bluishish-white, so special, so beautiful, First time I see....

The bra 'covering' the light....

My father always joked about the bra, saying it is the 'spectacles', and so everything is 'true', Woman don't wear bra for nothing...

The Truth shall be out....

Met my insurance 'advisor' on my birthday, 8th September 2008, while on the train.... This is a 'business' world, and a materialistic world.... but still we should do business with proper manner.... proper way..... Only the Fittest Will Survive!

My Mission
Bring God's words to you, To bring Salvation to Mankind, Peace on Earth.

Believe To Be Saved.

My New Domain, Another Inspiration
This is JUST SINGAPORE. I am one and only one, but with the power of God, we will accomplish the will of God, we the Catholic, would help one another to achieve spiritual paradise. This is Singapore, though small, but we have all it needs. We have people with BRAIN.

Pasture Assurance

2008-09-08T09:28:00.003+08:00

Photo taken on 4th September 2008: This is taken from Fu Shan Garden, Woodlands, just after rain. The garden is filled with birds 'song', beautiful fruits, and beautiful birds flying around... The time is riped...

Friday, 5th September 2008, first Friday of the month, and my First Friday which I would be going for the Divine Mercy mass.

12. I will grant the grace of final repentance to all those who shall communicate on the first Friday nine months consecutively. They shall not die in mortal sin, nor without having received the last Sacraments, for My Divine Heart will become their secure refuge at that last moment.

These are some pictures taken on the way to Causeway Point. The children and I walked to the church. We were surprised to see so many swifts flying around, so many so many, and some even flew to our front, flying just in front of us -- as though to 'surprise' us.

At the usual place, the grassland opposite Esso petrol kiosk, we saw Puma sitting under the rain tree. As soon as he saw us, he walked... again, looking into the edge of the pavements, the 'soil'...

Puma Looking Into The 'soil'...

This was on my left. On my right, I saw another cat, the same one I had seen before....lying on the slope of the grass as shown on the picture below:

Keys to heaven: This multiple hybrid cat, I called it Mary Cat, is lying on the green pasture on the right side of the pavement....

Jesus didn't Find His Disciples In Church
Jesus told them this parable but they failed to understand what he meant by telling it to them. So Jesus spoke to them again,"I tell you most solemnly, I am the gate of the sheepfold. All others who have come are thieves and brigands; but the sheep took no notice of them. I am the gate. Anyone who enters through me will be safe; and be sure of finding pasture. The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I have come so that they may have life and have it to the full. I am the good shepherd; the good shepherd is one who lays down his life for his sheep.

Repentence: Took a closer look at Mary Cat: It was wearing a yellow collar with green paw print on it....

Yellow Ribbon Project
The Roman Catholic Prison Ministry (RCPM) will be selling Yellow Ribbons in our parish on the weekend of 20th and 21st September. The funds raised will be used for programmes for ex-prisoners and their families. Each ribbon is handmade by an inmate, and symbolises his/her hope for acceptance by our society.

September is also a month dedicated to this project and wearing the yellow Ribbon is an active display of the community willingness to "help Unlock the Second Prison" and a show of support for ex-offenders and their families. Please give your generous support

Life Has Just Began

2008-09-03T22:19:00.005+08:00

This is a MAGNIFICENT day. In the morning, the crow flew across my view while I was standing at the window. This was followed by the 'coo-coo' bird... The birds can fly so beautifully, the wings spreading, they glide so gracefully in the air.

Yesterday, an eagle (must be eagle, the shape of it looked so like an eagle) was flying round and round the rain tree from afar (As far back as Republic Polytechnic, and it was only a 'tiny eagle' I saw, twirling round and round the rain tree).

This is really awesome, awesome wonder of God.

Going downstairs, the trees were full of birds -- all the birds making so much 'music', my heart is filled with splendid wonder, and praise for the glory of God, its superb creation of mankind and all the animals and plants, everything.

For a moment, the world is full of excitement, full of wonder, full of LIFE. This is LIFE in me, LIFE to come...

Snap - Rhythm Is A Dancer 2003

This is really PASSION, the heart burning and the heart filled with desire. This is the greatest art of life, brilliant!

This is LIFE, the spirit of LIVING, the spirit of TRIUMP, the spirit of TRUTH, the gift from GOD, if only we accept God and walk with HIM.

Life Is Beautiful
Mystery about Life

Terrorism

2008-09-01T06:10:00.005+08:00

It was such a scary dream. I was awoken with pains from injections (jabs) on my left hands as I was running away from a 'security guard', the face I got to see -- rather short, chinese guy......he was so evil...

I was a rather long dream... There were at least three sections or parts to this dream; the main thing is the 'terrorism', the last part.

I was in a big hall, going to attend 'this function' since was 'told'.

Prior to this, I was sitting down on a table, with John and me, really is John and me. John is my cousin. This is the first time I dreamed of John, my cousin. He was wearing white shirt. On the table where we were siting, he took out something, which revealed his photographs. I saw his photographs, very blurred, taken with his wife. Another photo was their wedding photographs. Altogether, John asked me to sign on two photographs. I asked him, "Sign where, and need to write my name a not?" He said, "Don't need write name, just sign only." I did as what he had told me. I signed at the bottom of the two photographs...

I had forgotten what he had said in the dream, but this dream has nothing good, except the signing of my names by John.

Then before this part of the dream, it was Richard and me... It was so scary, something bad... don't remember the full details. But it was a 'quarrel'. He was very impatient. It was about unity. He left me, going home. The children and I waited at the bus stop for him. We waited so long at the bus stop, until I got so worried for him. My handphone in my bag, did not ring either. At last, I decided to give him a call, wondering for his safety. To my surprise, he was still at home....

Don't know how, the children and I was walking in a 'marketplace'. I was buying food. First, I bought something, which I had forgotten what I had bought. Next, I remembered that I must buy some food for my mother also. But I don't know what to buy. We walked around the place, quite dark, the floor quite wet, something like 'Indonesia wet market'. We passed by a store which placed 'Putu Mayam' on the table. It looked okay. I decided to go in to take a look. A little girl served me. I told the girl that I wanted the 'Putu Mayam'. I wondered were there more varities of food. She bought me to the far back of the shop... there were other food around.. but all the food did not seem to appeal to me...

Now, Richard and I were at a 'penthouse', it seemed so much like I was going back to Boon Lay, but the house, the flat are different. That place was 'literally' Boon Lay, but physically not Boon Lay. The building was white. At the last floor, Richard and I went in (I had forgotten if Richard went in with me.) But it was so clear, that I saw a white building. I was in the last floor of a white building. Looking out, on my right, there was another 'protrusion' to the building, 'the pinnacle', which looked so much like the 'house of Mary', which I cannot see in details, but looked like. The structure of the building contains a cross there, pattern of a cross, with no body of Jesus on it. That is how I guess it was a 'house of Mary'....

Something bad happened at the 'penthouse'. Richard left in a hurry....

Now, I am at the final part again. I had forgotten the exact speech. But, it was at a 'frontline'..... I saw Irene 'squeezing' among some people -- at first, it was a long queue. At her turn, the 'frontline' was 'messy', not orderly. I had not seen Irene for so long, neither do I know how she looked like now. But her face and her smile in the dream was the same.

After I went basement, I met John, as described above... Thereafter, someone seemed to talk to me. It was a matter about teachers. It was teacher I met, a familiar teacher I spoke to. The place was very big, and there were people walking around. There was a gathering going on, and they told me I need to be there too, which I was soon about to go, to take a look.

Now, I met anothe of my friend. This is a chinese guy, forgotten who exactly is he in the dream. But it seems like 'Chee Kiong' (fair face). We were talking about entering the 'meeting'. We were talking and talking and now we walked to the stairs.... Just as we had walked to the stairs, I was the first one who walked up the stairs, or to be exact, escalators. I did not know that he was not following me. I was still talking to him, and when there was no answers and when I saw no one was behind me on the escalators, I turned back. No sight of him was found. I was so surprised.... I quickly went back to the site to look for him. At the base of the escalator, there were no sight of 'Chee Kiong'... I walked further away, hoping that I would probably found him... But in vain.

I was very anxious now, worried about his whereabouts. Again, I asked someone to help. The teacher I met, seemed to be my Junior College class teacher, Chan if I am not wrong about her surname... She was telling me about this meeting, and now I told her the missing person, which I suspect had 'vanished' in the air, become an invisible person.

I told her to talk to the person-in-charge. She went to a room at the basement, below the escalator, and behind it. I heard their conversation. The security guard was very bad, a 'tyrant'. I heard every exact words he had said, word by word, so loud so clear.... it was so scary, to have this kind of person, a 'security guard' background to 'control the meeting', mostly teachers...

In the room, it was about filling in of names which the 'security guard' and this teacher 'Ms Chan' (assumed is Ms Chan). Ms Chan, a teacher, had to 'listen' to this guard... Really cannot recall what the security guard said, the exact words.... but it was really the filling in of names. He was not happy of something about filling in the names, but want the teachers to do it themselves....

I heard their conversation. It was not respecting the teachers, not respecting anyone. I have no respect for him either. The guard came out of the room. I saw him, and he saw me.

I do not respect such kind of person. I turned my back, and away I go, walking towards the escalator and 'fleeing away'. At the sight of this, he was angry. He 'shot' an injection on my left shoulder, the usual place where we had our BCG vaccinations. The syringe hit me, I could feel instant numb on the part of the injection. It radiated out. I continued to run away. More jabs followed, more and more. Soon, I lost count of the numbers of injections I had gotten from the 'security guard', the 'villain', very evil.

As the shots came to my shoulder, my left hand got more numb. It was so scary. But it was even more scary if I listened to his instruction, and if I was led by him to engage in wrongful activities. After I came out of the escalators, I turned right, and I was still running away. Suddenly, it rained, and it was Jesus I wanted to thank for saving my life. The rain healed my pain from the injections. I got so much relieved when the rain comes beating on the injected hand... I woke up, saved.

WHO DON'T WANT TO SAVE YOUR MOTHER

2008-08-26T15:00:00.006+08:00

Great Is The Love

It was a joke, a frightening joke. This video was removed, but it was all because 'we' don't understand, and yes, really I don't understand, but I was aware of everything that happened, but just that people don't believe me. But now, I want to show you, the 'broken piece', my 'broken peace' and the crocodile....

Courage, the Strength of Women
Woman, WE ARE WOMEN. I am also a mother now. I had seen the MEN in my lives. Who are the men? They are my father, my brothers, my in-laws, my uncles, the teachers, the minister, managers etc... We would not under Man since I am not a man. But I am a woman, a child before, and I had seen the women in my family, and my friends, and now my own daughter also. Tell me, which mother would want to harm their kids? And tell me, which child when see their parents being attacked would want to leave their parents? Which child in this world would not love their mother? Are there any?

One Real God
First was Jesus, God sent. Do you believe Jesus is Son of God, Son of Man? Do you believe that Jesus died to save the world? Do you believe that Jesus love everybody?

Daughter of God
Now, God sent me. I am here to tell you about Jesus, the Son of Man and the Son of God, who was crucified on the cross to redeem the whole world. All these are words inspired by God. They are not 'make-up stories'. I am just who I am, How can I pretend to be anyone? So first is the Man, and now the Woman. There is justice and equality!

The Catholic Faith
If Catholicism is a false religion, would it be the greatest in this world? Would it be called 'universal'? If I have no faith, then I would be sorry to the rest of the people. What Catholic believes in? The resurrection, and the world to come. If I have no faith, would we see a new tomorrow? Are you going to save your beloved families who had died? Which mother don't love their own mother even? My mother loves her mother (died when she was age 11), and remembered her until today! My son is eleven years old now. If I am scared, if I have no faith in Jesus, Jesus would die in vain, and there would be no glory!

Our Glorious Dead
If the death of a person can save the life of the future generation, I am willing to die. I thought I was going to die on the day, but Jesus was my Saviour. Because I have my children to attend to. Who would look after my children if I am dead, if I am gone? That is why I never go to work also!

Education
Does it ends when you leave school? WHO DARE TO SAY YOU KNOW EVERYTHING? Not even I! But we are all given with different talents, different 'gifts' of knowledge. Just like our hands, our fingers, got short ones and long ones. Together, our hands can make wonders of art creation. Real education is the ability to accept wrongs and errors. Real education is the ability to accept criticism, so that you can improve on yourself. Real education is knowing that you don't know everything and there is always room for improvement. There is no end to education. Everyday there is something to learn, even from my children!

On 22nd August 2008, after my visit to Boon Lay Secondary School, my 'mother school', I walked here. It was drizzling, but still I walked here, and I wanted to go back to my church, St Francis of Assisi. : Photo showing Ju Ming Sia Mutual Aid Organization

It was here, at this spot that I arrived at first. It was this male cat, in front of the kite.

Ju Ming Sia Mutual Aid Organisation
Go and Fly Kite! What is this place? Don't tell me is Ju Ming Sia? I walked out and took a look at the sign board. It was really Ju Ming Sia. Still don't know what business this Ju Ming Sia is doing, really don't know. The cat was in sitting position, same like Puma, same like the female cat I saw recently, last Saturday 23rd August 2008, a day after I saw this cat.

Close-up view of the cat in sitting position.

It was raining, and I saw the unit number 1-227 and one more 1-228 0r 9, cannot remember (anyway not important). There were Mahjong sound in the room. Old man speaking Teochew also. The door wrote: only members are allowed. So I decided to go in to ASK. Later I realized that it is a service for dead people, the DAO or TAO funeral....

One United People
Save Our World, Save Our Loved Ones. Hope For A Better Future.

Words Come Alive

2008-08-21T12:11:00.007+08:00

I just typed the words and it rains. "Words Come Alive". Yes. Just words, and there is life and lives.

12.19pm Thursday 21 August 2008 Raining now. See what I want to write:

In the beginning was the Word: The Word was with God and the Word was GOD.
~ John 1:1

Straits Times Obituaries 26 April 2008, Saturday: Roger Gan Kee Seong's (3.11.72 - 26.4.88) favourite Bible verse
Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength. ~ Deuteronomy 6:5

Straits Times Obituaries 26 April 2008, Saturday: Florence Anne Binny Nee Ware
I will lie down and sleep in peace, for you alone, O Lord, make me dwell in safety. ~ Psalm 4:8

Straits Times Obituaries 26 April 2008, Saturday: Cecilia Cheong Mei Peng
Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight. ~ Proverbs 3:5-6

Straits Times Obituaries 26 April 2008, Saturday: "ITAM" Joseph Lim Swee Chim

Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by your name; You are mine. ~ Isaiah 43:1

Straits Times Obituaries 26 April 2008, Saturday: Anderson Norman Nee Galistan Juanita

I have fought a good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. ~ 2 Timothy 4:7

Words From God
Fight, battles, come, all come.... See what is called Singapore, Singapore's Singlish -- Sing' n pour lah -- see how the business of Singapore operates, see how the Government protect me, see how UNITED Singaporean are. Come, IF YOU THINK I AM WEONG, COME SUE ME. If being true to myself and being loyal to my country, and being honest is a crime, COME ACCUSED ME.

Peaceful Time

2008-08-13T08:20:00.005+08:00

Yesterday four birds flew here, early in the morning. So many birds flying around, what a beautiful scene....

Last night, it was such a cool weather, the perfect 'cold' weather. I don't have to on the air-con at all. No one in the family on the fan either. Richard even complained of cold! That was so shiok.

This is the close-up view of the birds, I don't know what is the names of these birds, too small to see the details. Looking at the shape, it was hard to find out too...

This is a lamp post in front of Riverside Secondary School. There are three peaceful doves on it. I took this photos in the morning today.

However, this one here above is different. Just a mere look at it, the shape is there. These are peaceful dove, my 'coo-coo' birds, the birds that say,"coo-coo, coo-coo".

From far, as I turned my head, I was MOST SURPRISED and elated to see these three beautiful peaceful doves on the lamp post.

This is how special 'instinct' or the so called 'nature' can be. I did not know, but just one turn, just one look at the direction -- this 'natural' turn of the head and the eyes just 'see', how wonderful, how wonderful the creation of God, the works of God...

How Great Thou Art
At my home, the first sight that I saw was the beautiful clouds tinted with orange, everything seemed like a piece of painting. It was so beautiful... Walking around, sending the children to school, the clouds in the sky was so special again today. All was like painting and 'feathery' appearance. Richard told me,"don't behave like a naive person', but I tell you, these are really scenes and sight I had never appreciated before. They were really beautiful.

I asked the family last night, since the weather was so cool. On Sunday, I could feel 'such weather' when cycling just along the newly constructed bicycle tracks there. It was so strange, one moment it was 'natural air', but the next, the air seemed to be segmented -- at another segment, the air was so supercool (like aircon), and just a few metres away, it went back to 'normal' again. There was no air-con room, no building there. That was the second time 'Such cold air' I experienced this year. Another one was at the traffic light. Even the children can sense it. It was so SPECIAL, so cold, like air-con. With that, I wonder if Singapore can one day be like San Francisco, having a constant temperature, cooling air throughout the year, without have the need to install air-con at home. That would be so wonderful....

The Workers Are Few
It is said that Singapore is a garden city. Some time back, the rambutans were all ripe, red and looked so delicious hanging on the trees. First time I saw the rambutans on the rambutan trees near my neighbourhood. Mango trees also blossomed. Yet, today when I walked passed all these trees, the fruits all turned brown and dried up on the trees.........what a waste! How many people want to eat them? If we pluck them, we are going to be fined, but nobody, not even the Town Council or whoever in charge (WHO IS IN CHARGE anyway) looked into such matters. But when people pluck, someone would be in trouble....... that's how this society works.....

Sheep without a Shepherd
Things such as letting the children practice how last time people pluck rambutans from rambutans trees, using the trees as part of the lesson plan in school, rather than always study and study..... that would make children enjoy 'kampong' time, how people used to pluck rambutans, and they can eat rambutans, from the work of their hands.... that would be wonderful -- rather than wasting RAMBUTANS like that, precious fruits. (Gather all the rambutans on the trees, that would add up to be a few kilograms!)

Jesus said to his disciples, "The harvest is plentiful but the workers are few. Ask the Lord of the harvest, therefore, to send out workers into his harvest field.

Last night, I was not able to sleep....'not sleepy', the whole house was so quiet, the outside was so quiet also, no sound at all, all was really peaceful......not even dogs or cats sound, not even strange sound from the home....peaceful night...

Pagoda Dream

2008-08-12T13:47:00.004+08:00

A pagoda, in Southeast Asia, is cone-shaped monumental structure built in memory of Buddha. But in the Far East, a pagoda is a towerlike, multistoried structure of stone, brick, or wood, usually associated with a Buddhist temple complex. The pagoda derives from the stupa of ancient India, which was a dome-shaped commemorative monument, usually erected over the remains or relics of a holy man or king. The hemispherical domed stupa of ancient India evolved into several distinct forms in various parts of Southeast and East Asia. The finial, or decorative crowning ornament of the stupa, became more elongated and cylindrical until the stupa's upper portion took on an attenuated, towerlike appearance.

The picturesque pagodas, a feature of the Chinese landscape for nearly two thousand years, were originally associated with Buddhist beliefs and practices, but over the generations they became associated with geomancy and were believed to bring good luck to the surrounding areas. The number of tiers in a pagoda is always uneven, and generally ranges from three to nine. The oldest pagoda in the country, on Sung Mountain in Henan, has fifteen tiers. It was built in A.D. 523.

It was a scary dream, a fear of heights and a fear of the 'unknown'. My father was 'bleeding'... It was so scary. On his body, we could see the shape of lungs and windpipes, all 'surfacing' and 'turning maroon red'. It was such a gruesome sight. When I touched it, he felt pain and it was blood... I told him to go hospital, and he agreed....

But the next moment, we were climbing stairs! Blackie was bringing us to a temple. I was so surprised, and scared. But I could not do anything. We were climbing and climbing up a pagoda. We came to a bridge. We had to cross the bridge. It was such a great height, and underneath was water. On my left hand was carrying a plastic bag with a robe was made of 'towel material', brownish or maroon (very dark purple). Carrying a plastic bag, it was so difficult to cross the bridge (climbing on all four limbs). I was the first one and my parents were behind. As I looked in front, I could see some of the 'horizontal bars' along the bridge were gone, making it impossible or hard to cross the bridge. I stopped, looking down the gap of the bridge. It was such a great height. I was 'shivering' with fright, fear of falling down, fear of the great height. My hand was not gripping properly, since I was holding on to the plastic bag with the robe. Suddenly, the bag gave way, the string of the robe dropped down. I was so scared the whole robe dropped into the water.

In front of me was a guy at the end of the bridge, on the 'pagoda'. Now I seemed to see like there was 'golden plates' on the bridge, which enable us to walk on it.

Did not remember how we managed to get through. It was the temple we were at now. There were several storeys. It was dark and hang with red 'banners' on the ceiling everywhere. The place was not crowded at all. We proceed to the lower level. It was perhaps the first storey. There we met somebody and 'chatted', cannot remember the exact details....

The next scene was at the highest level of the temple/pagoda. We were at the last floor. Don't know what we were talking about, but suddenly, I saw a very huge 'greenish object' outside the building. It was getting nearer and nearer. Soon, it landed on the level of our pagoda. It was a huge UFO, a green UFO, with several 'limbs' and 'lights' (fire). I took pictures of it, and some of the people got up the UFO. Surprisingly, I talked to my mother, telling her to get up the UFO -- as the UFO was serving food, hot, just prepared; and I told her to feed the children (Vanessa) with the food, "otherwise the food will get cold", I said. Several other parents aboard the UFO to get food for feeding their children also. I seemed to see the food, 'reddish', don't know what it was...

In another part of the dream, my mother and I was in the bus, at Jurong East. It was the junction just outside Singapore Science Centre. It was a sharp turn at that corner. Earlier on, my mother had alighted earlier, don't know for what. She was wearing black. Later on, she was catching up with us. I told the bus driver to stop just after the sharp turn, as my mother could not take the distance... (she was weak)... The bus driver ignored me, but continued. I was so worried, but suddenly, the bus stopped and my mother was standing on my left, arrived suddenly, standing in front of me. I was so surprised.

Don't know what happened, my brother came. I don't know if he was going to bring Vanessa back or what. The maid was involved in the dream too, about cooking. Cannot remember the details, but it was his car, parking on the road.......

I don't know whose car it is, but I was in one of the car. It droved to 'Jurong Port Road', the end of the road. It was fences and sea, so beautiful sea -- just like the end of Tuas road, the one time I had gone there before. There was factory and gate there. This factory was all covered with sea water. I wondered if their goods would still be in good condition.

There were people working in the factory. Suddenly, I was walking round the factory. There were machines and strange people... (man, not wearing tops, tanned, working there.....muscular -- must be the worker). They seemed to ask me why I was there.......

Then we were invited to go to a house. It was a HDB house, at the last corner and the one next to it. It was like the corner house was ours, but it was not our house at all (but in the dream it was 'our house'), and our neighbour (like Malay), invited us to their house. They have aquarium just outside their house, different levels, with big tanks, each tank with big fish. They showed us their fish and we chat about 'changing water'....

National Day Surprise

2008-08-08T11:41:00.007+08:00

Marina Square. I took a picture standing here many many years back. Now, on 12th June 2008, I went back there, everything changed...

The stairs in the dream looked like one of these, but they were yellowish-orange, and they were escalators, leading downwards too.

It is National Day. We were at a Shopping Centre. I don't know where is the place, but it was a big shopping centre with bright lights. It seemed to be Malaysia.... this is the second time I dreamed of Malaysia.

Richard was walking on the same level as me, then I decided to walk away, telling them I going downstairs... I went to the escalator, and it took me down to the next basement. It was electrical applicances. I saw vacuum cleaners, hand-held vacuum cleaners and much more. As I was walking near, I decided not to shop, just in case the rest of the people could not find me. With no handphone with me, I decided to walk back to look for them.

Suddenly, I was carrying a baby girl. It has bright eyes and black hair, a very pretty 'baby' with 'face' of little girl. My breasts were engorged with milk as I carried her. It got so full and hard that the next moment, the milk began to shoot out. The baby turned the head, smelling the milk. She wanted to drink the milk, but my shirt was still covering the breasts! Yellowish milk diffuse out of the shirt; and I quickly looked for a place to sit down....

Now, I was walking towards the exterior of the shopping centre to know exactly which shopping centre it was. I saw walking in front of me (in different direction, and she did not see me) was xiao zhen. Xiao Zhen is a Hakka...... Her face was not changed much. I did not want to meet up with her, and I walked away...

The second part of the dream was about the children going for school when we were at Malaysia. The school(PAP) was just some distance from Genting. What a weird dream!

We were inside Genting, when it was time for the children to go to school. Both the children decide to take a bus to the school. They went away very fast, saying Goodbye to me. It was so fast, and the next moment, they were nowhere to be seen.

Worrying about their safety, I asked Richard to follow them. He was very lazy. Instead of walking, he would rather spent some money on transport. I saw him queuing up. He told me it was $1.80... I was very exasperated, having to wait for bus and having to spend more money on just a single trip to the school...

I walked away, decide to walk there myself -- perhaps I could be faster. I passed by some shop. The place looked something like 'Changi Airport' -- need to go through custom. Before that, I walked pass a shop selling children clothes. The floor was a slope, and walking was so hard, as I was wearing high-heel shoes. Soon, I came to a 'circus', the people were getting ready. The 'circus shop' was not opened yet. There were so many colourful 'candies' and games. I walked through the 'circus curtain' and I was so surprised to see the exterior, the air outside the building so hazy, so smoggy. It was Genting. I was wearing black singlet shirt with jeans. The moment I stepped out of the building, I slipped and had a fall. There was a slope which I did not see. Immediately outside was traffic, lots of cars and everything was very messy. I regretted my decision. I walked along the road (No sidewalk or pedestrain pathways) with cars on the road...

Soon, I returned, walked back, as it was so messy, not so easy as I had thought. I quickly head back, hoping that Richard would not be gone so fast. I walked quickly, this time, I walked along the outside road, and decide not to go inside the building...

But I don't know how, somehow, my dream went into the building again. I reached the 'custom' -- some distance away from the children fashion shop. There was another lady behind me/in front of me, cannot remember clearly, but a long and curly hair woman. There was some misunderstanding between her and the custom officer. Later when I had passed mine, my passport stamped already, and I was walking away, towards the direction of the children fashion shop, the woman came up to say 'Thank You' to me. I was so surprise. We 'chatted' for a while.

One must pass by the children fashion shop before reaching the bus-interchange, the place where Richard was queuing up for bus. It was a slope I need to walk. I had difficulty walking. The shop attendant/owner (woman) was standing there, and we talked about 'it'. I decided to take off my white high-heel shoes and walked bare feet, which was easier to walk then. Since I was walking around there, I decide to see if they had more things. I asked casually if there were any adult clothes, and the woman answered "Yes", but need to wait. I discover there were more than just children clothes, there were decoration items as well.

Richard was still waiting for bus....

It was a weird dream. Now, it involved my big brother, my mother and blackie (whose name = Thailand). I discovered my teeth dropping again. This time, my lower set of teeth came loose. My premolars and molars all seemed to 'dissolve'. My whole mouth was full of broken teeth. I was too scared to swallow them accidentally.

I was walking to find my big brother, and the rest, wanting to meet up with them. There were three building. The first one on my right was the one with the circus shop. The second one was the one selling children fashion. The third building straight in front of me must be the one I need to go. I walked straight. I looked up the building and saw the words "Casino De Genting" above the building. How to get into the building? I don't know how. I saw escalators, but the escalators were so scary, moving at incredible speed and with amazing shape. Behind of me, there were escalators too, and they were not that fast. A couple used the escalators, the fast one. It looked like the stairs at Marina Square, only that it was escalator instead of stairs; and it was yellowish-orange.

I jumped into the escalator, don't know whether I would end up on the proper steps a not (the speed was very fast). There was no time to stand and think more. I was now midway of the escalator and it was so scary. The ceiling was so short, and I had to bend my body as the escalator moved downwards....

My big brother, mother, and Blackie was standing near the entrance of the building. At the entrance, I told my mother about my teeth, and showed them. They were surprised too. The front teeth, at first dropped, but I pushed and 'implanted' it back. Somehow, it managed to stick on with a 'line of cells' and it was very painful....

As we walked along (don't know walking to where), my big brother said he would help me (seek spiritual medium), and now I regretted telling him -- Catholics should not go be involved in any spiritism....

This is a 'National Day Surprise'. The children going to school to celebrate National Day (in the dream)... but it was Malaysia...

I was very surprised on 6 August 2008, when I was writing about Ghost story for helium and I discovered that the ringing of the phone which happened last year, falls on National Day itself! On the same night, after the light was all switched off, when both Richard and I were on the bed already, again, I heard sound. This time, it was the 'squeaking' sound of the rats. First it came from the door. Next, it came from the study room again.... I asked Richard if he could hear the sound, and he said "Yes"...

Ice Age

2008-08-01T14:45:00.004+08:00

It was such a beautiful dreams, and I would be so happy to remain sleeping and not to wake up....

It was a big space, a big space like that of Expo hall. I entered this place and I began hopping around (really jumping from one site to another) -- hopping on transparent sculptures of dinosaurs with beautiful artistic work, painted with some colours here and there. The sculptures of dinosaurs are transparent, whether they are crystal or ice, I do not know, but they were so special.

It was such a happy dream. On the second floor, we went to a room on the right hand side. Inside the room, the children gathered, and they were looking for their bags, it was all messy -- they did not put their bags accordingly. It was something to do with catechism class. It was. If I am not wrong, the children will be going for catechism class. My children, as well as Vanessa, my brother and my mother appeared in my dream. That's why it is so beautiful....

The children went for catechism class. I think I was left alone then. I am now walking on the corridor of the second floor. On the left, further down 'catechism room', and on opposite side of the 'catechism room', there is a open concept room. I walked in and was so happy to see it was a 'pet corner', containing two huge columns, one for cats and one for dogs. The dogs were in cages. I did not see the dogs, but just know it. Standing in front of these two columns, the dogs on my right, the cats on my left. On each column, the dogs and cats were placed in cubicles similar to those 'pigeon holes' of a cupboard. The cats were not in cages. Instead, the cats were 'covered' with curtains -- a huge piece of 'cloth' covering each 'pigeon hole' and with names of the cat written on it.

A similar cat I saw in the dream...

Standing in front of the 'cats column', a 'tiger' cat came out of one of the hole, just in front of me. It was so cute. It was totally 'orange-brown', really like a 'tiger' cat, very similar to the one I saw before. It was larger, and the head larger, and the mouth bigger too. It seems to be similing. I petted it. It was so cute. I was not afraid of it, and it did not bite either... I carried it, put it back into the hole.

Walking away from the pets corner and now along the corridor again, I met another cat. This time, it must have escaped from the pets corner. I carried the cat back to the home....

Now, the scene shifted to a place, I cannot remember where is this place. It seems to be on a bus, a open-top bus (like the little duckie bus tour). My brother, and the children were on it. We were talking about catechism matters... I cannot remember this part well...

The next moment, towards the last part of my dream, it was back to the transparent dinosaur sculpture again. This time, my mother was at the scene. She was telling me something.... it must be something about 'obedience' -- 'listening to her commands' something like that...

Water Cycle

2008-07-28T09:48:00.006+08:00

This morning, everybody overslept. I slept so well that I could not even hear my handphone alarm in the morning! I was so 'engrossed' in my dream, so sweet and so full of warmth and excitement....

It was KBS I saw, and interacted... It was a school, a seemingly big school, with stairs going up to the higher floor, the classrooms. We were in one of the classroom. We sat in the classroom, shared a desk, and we were playing with our hands and legs underneath the desk. Next, we hold our hands under the desk. It was so warm...

Next segment of the dream, it was during a break or something like that. We were still in the school compound. KBS was sitting on the floor. I saw him and he showed me a piece of paper folded up. Opening it up, I was so surprised to see the big piece of paper, even bigger than a piece of Mahjong Paper. It was like twice to thrice that of a Mahjong Paper. On the white paper was drawn lots of arrows and words. It was the water cycle. It must be a very detailed piece of work, the water cycle, and he showed me a portion of the cycle. It contains Formula with the letters v, and I knew it was Physics. I told him,"I did not study physics for a long time already!" The rest of the water cycle was like the biochemistry part. The formula must be the formula for speed or velocity, involving the letter 'v' and 'o' subscript etc, and I had 'no time' to see the details of it.

Suddenly, I was in another part of the dream. I needed to go toilet to 'pai sai' (pass motion). It was still in the school. I need to look for the toilet. It was so rush. Everybody seems to be lining up in the parade square, but I was searching for toilet. I came to the canteen, very old, all the shops were closed, but also looked like 'under construction' or 'not in use'.... I walked pass the canteen and went to the toilet, made of bricks. I went to the left hand corner, first cubicle. It was near to the road. The toilet had door that was half exposing the 'head'. It was very embarrassing -- people could see you.

Sitting on the toilet seat, and able to view what was in front of me, I saw a man standing behind a microphone. Beside him was another person. The man behind the microphone was wearing light blue long-sleeve shirt. He was 'commanding' the students at the parade square which was very far, beyond my sight, and also beyond his sight. On his right and also my right was a road, an entrance to 'somewhere' (seems like a carpark).

Another segment of the dream, I was running, not sure whether I was trying to 'escape' but it was a 'clue' given by someone. I followed the direction, climbed up the stairs and was found that it was a trick. I ran up the stairs only to be found no way out. I saw two lorries downstairs on the right, with big piles of loads on it. I jumped down from the storey, hopping from one lorry to the next. The pile of loads was very high and very unstable. Running and hopping safely to the second lorry, I looked over to the stairs. I could not remember who was standing over there at the building. I told the person (a guy), to take photographs of me. I posed on the pile of load on the lorry. I told the person to take as many photographs of me as possible, close-view and far-away view...

I was 'enjoying the dream', but was awoken by Richard.... "Hey, the children don't need to go to school har!"

Mission To Fulfill

2008-07-23T11:36:00.007+08:00

Marina Bay, Beside Singapore Flyer: The Pedestrian Bridge represents the structure of DNA and symbolizes life, renewal, everlasting abundance and continuity. This innovative structure is a world's first in architectural and engineering bridge design.

Dream of arriving at a dark place, the sky was dark, the place still dark blue. A 'man' was there, back facing me. But I was in the dream, and it was a very strange one. I forgotten the whole dream, but only the last part, this last scene...... and before I could know anymore, my children came to the room.

It was 'Abraham' and the message in the dream, asking me to pass it on, the religion. I was being asked to go to this place, but nobody turned up. I was somehow 'betrayed'. But it was another 'mission' I need to fulfill, to 'pass on the religion'.

I slept again, thinking that I could perhaps recall a bit of this dream. Hard to sleep. But still slept. This time, it was a different dream. It was a journey on a bus. On this bus, we went 'shopping'. Richard and the children seemed to be with me. We passed by the place, alighted.

A weird dream, with staggering scenes.

Now, I was walking up the stairs with someone. I cannot remember who are the people walking up the stairs with me. But they are girls. It is a spiral building. We walked up to the last floor. Standing at the last floor, I remembered "Hey, I got dream of this place before, it was exactly the same place!" The building is circular, and standing on the last floor, looking down, I could see spiral staircase. The painting on the building consists of white and yellow. It looked old. We seemed to be 'escaping' from something.

Next, when climbing down the stairs, suddenly I was helping my mother who was behind me. My mother could not walk down the stairs. I carried my mother on the back, helping her one step at a time. In front of me was some more people. When we reached the last few flight of steps, ground floor, I heard people swimming outside of the building. Many people were swimming in the pool. We came to the ground floor. Someone asked my mother if she wanted to go into the shop at the left. There were chinese words written on it. It seemed to be a 'spiritual medium' place or some kind of traditional chinese medical hall, but more like 'spiritism'. My mother said,"no more of this". I am glad and we walked off.

Now, we saw a big tent, yellowish-orange in colour, very big, which can accommodate many people inside. It cost only $22++. There is a zip at the entrance. I told Richard it was a good buy. But we did not buy anything. Next, the children and I went to the 'warehouse'. We saw the Mickey Mouse Cookie selling so cheap. The usual strawberry Mickey Mouse Cookie was selling all in various packaging. Some in plastic bag, some in plastic containers, the shape of a big bear and so on. We were looking at the price, but did not buy anything. The sales staff came, and she said she need to deliver some goods to the shop at Blk 8xx later on.

We reached the swimming complex. There was a huge slide. All the slide converge to a central place in the water. The slide was reddish in colour. Many long-haired girls slided down. We were observing, and later someone came to ask 'Clara' to go with her. It was so fast, and I had a hard time finding them later on. The place was so unusual. I had to go down further. It was again spiral. There I saw the two girls and I told Clara "must inform me where you go otherwise I cannot find you"....

Reparation work in progress. Iniquities of the world shall be brought to light...

The Bright House of Mary

2008-07-19T10:46:00.013+08:00

This is a kind of 'needle work' done by my sister. She chose to make this picture of Mary carrying Jesus. For me, I did the image of a girl kissing the boy. All this are 'vision', and they convey message to us....

My last dream was on Thursday (Thursday morning or the 'night' of Wednesday). I did not record this dream, I don't know how to say or write, but I can remember the dream.

Last night, I went to a 'model christian home'. Last night, I dreamed of my old home (Blk 827) in Woodlands. It was exactly the same old home, same colour tiles(green), and same colour as the family with the 'divine mercy' I saw at Blk 819(their window grille are painted that type of green).

In the dream, I saw my old friend from Boon Lay Secondary School. She is the only girl in the family. Her surname is the same as my maternal grandmother (whom I had never seen before, died so long ago, due to cancer). During my 21st birthday, Yi Ling gave me a white dog puzzle. I completed the puzzle and I had it glued and framed with a purple frame. I always hang it in my old house, and I had brought it to my new home. But after spring cleaning, I had thrown it away.

Yi Ling came to my house. She put three items into a big blue recycle plastic bag. When I saw her coming to my house, I was so happy. I wanted to ask her for a favour. I asked her if she knew a Chinese song (I forgot the title now). In the dream, I knew the title of the song, it was roughly 5-7 words long. She said she would sing for me (meaning, sing and record the song and gave me the CD). I thanked her and she went out.

Next, I quickly opened up her bag to see what she had inside the big blue recycle plastic bag. It was toy, 2CDs and a cactus plant (this cactus plant is called "Ghoi Boar"(teochew) or 'mu ji" = 母鸡 (chinese = female hen). The CD contains the song I asked her. But it seemed like not 'song' but an introduction to the song. Anyway, I quickly 'need help' to duplicate the CD.

The home was exactly like my old home (the floor plan and the white floor tiles on the floor). It is so nice to go back to my old Woodlands home. I love my old Woodlands home.

If I remembered correctly, my sister seemed to come to my home. I am not sure if it was my sister or someone else. Someone was with me. We went out of the house, to the corridor. In this block, there are only two house on the level. I remembered the last time was a Malay family, 'Eunos' who stayed there. The wife worked in Singapore General Hospital. They have one son and one daughter....

Anyway, I was surprised to see that everything was changed. Walking out of my house, I saw such beautiful scene -- my opposite house in front of me was so bright, the house containing statues, so neat and the floor, everything spick and span. The most obvious thing I saw was the statue of Mary on my right side of the house. The flooring which used to be 'green' like what I have mentioned earlier on, was "Terrazzo' tiling, the old type of tiling similar to my father's house in Boon Lay. Their house does not seem to have any doors at all. It is a 'open concept'. The 'Terrazzo' flooring extend to the side of 'my house' (which was not my house anymore). I was so curious as to how they can manage to extend their house, changing the floor tiles which belongs to HDB (government properties). I asked them whether he needed any permit or permission etc (I talked to the male owner of the house). I asked him about his church also. He was reluctant or hesistant in telling me about going to church. But he told me something about their Sunday class. It was the word 'no' he was illustrating, really illustrating, on a piece of paper, with various drawings and 'floating words of 'no'. For example, there were words like nose, and with 'no' highlighted, and the drawing of the nose. After that, I realized it was 'phonics' he was trying to say...

Yiling would soon return. I was cutting up the 'hen cactus', trying to propagate it. However, it seemed to be a failure. Soon I heard Yiling coming, and I quickly packed everything back. It was a green recycle bag, but I need to put it back in blue recycle bag.

I don't know how I arrived at a 'grandstand', something similar to a grandstand. It was a slope kidn of place. I and another person beside me, a girl, but I forgot who this person was. We sat side by side on this 'grandstand'. It seemed to be a school behind of us. In my hand was two things we managed to get, and sat down. On my right hand was a long tube with a hollow space (the type of tubing used for changing fish tank water -- containing suction pump). On my left hand was a cup of solution, with plastic cover (going to spoil). The water need to be transfered over into the tubing. The colour of the water is like those of Pasar Malam Bird's Nest colour, 'greenish, yellowish-golden brown' (so difficult to describe the real colour).

I starting pumping, but as I pumped, I can visualize the consequences. But I cannot control. It is going to overshoot for sure, but I am prepared in my heart. I knew what to do. Everything is going to happen very fast. I just need to release or separate the two things in my hand later on. But the water will shoot out. So this thing really happened. The water shoot out, leaving the remainder in the tubing. As I was pouring some away on my left, the girl on my left (seem to be Yiling now), filled up my cup with her water. I told her,"I threw away and you filled up secretly, must tell me mah!"

Waking up, the most significant thing is the statue of Mary, the bright light in the house and the 'hen cactus plant'.....

Mary in Teochew is called "Siah Bor". "Siah Bor Tolong" = Mary have mercy on me..... It's 'Hospitality' I received...

So many picture of Mary, and I was confused, don't know what is what. But I saw this picture at my baptism godmother's house, also my mother's second sister. On Wednesday, I saw this picture of Our Mother of Perpetual Help hang in front of this family's door..... angels in the air.... unveiling the truth.....

Happy Birthday Singapore

2008-07-16T11:35:00.005+08:00

These were some of the students. They used to write to me even though I left the school. They were such a jovial group of students. This boy whom I dreamed of was not in this photograph..

It was a dream of Singapore's flag, and a gathering in Boon Lay, the children and teachers singing National Anthem and the school song....

A tall man, his face was very familiar, seems like the man whom I used to see him jogging at Fu Shan Garden. He was very tall. Many people were at a home, a first storey home. All the people in it were very busy. I was trying to get change as well and getting ready. Then this tall man was playing a joke on me. When I was looking at him, he used the Singapore Flag to go round his body as though wearing it. When I was not looking, he was 'naked'. Some other people were around...

Soon, they went out, I was not ready and stayed behind. Richard's mother was around. Ricsson was around. Suddenly I received a big card, someone opened it for me. It was a self-made card, so big, bigger than the card I used to make for Richard. It was so nice, pasted with photographs. It seemed to say 'Happy Birthday'. I was so curious who had sent this card to me. It pasted with photographs of me and the kids.... It was from one of my student. I had even forgotten the names of my students! However, in this card, I saw the name very clearly, and it was named 'zheng xiong' (same pronounication but not the real as in the dream). In the dream, I saw very clearly the surname and the last name. And I recall the face of the boy, and even now. But I wonder if it was really the boy.... a cute boy...

These children should all be grown up now. The last time I saw my tuition kids' mother, she told me her son was in Secondary 4 already. So this boy, the batch of students whom I taught, might be soldiers or even in the Universities or graduated now. I must do some calculation...

Anyway, as I was getting late, I rushed out of the house. I went to join the crowd. They had already began the singing. When I reached, they had finished. All were standing still, teachers and 'students' separated. When I was running towards the class, all the teachers began to move to their respective classes...

I saw Irene among the 'students'. I wonder what kind of school was that, a weird dream.... The place was Boon Lay, but it was not the school. It was the place which Meng Huay stayed and also the place where my uncle used to stay, and one of my relative used to stay too. Those 'brownish' flats there, the car parks was the place the people gathered.....

I came back to the card -- still have not read the full contents. It was written with so much words, with glitters, with photos.... this boy (Big Boy already), his handwriting so nice and neat, had put in so much effort to show his appreciation. I wanted to read what he wrote, but my handphone rang with receipt of SMS from Esprit.......

Never get to read the words written. It was a home in the first floor. The windows were exactly like my old house, those old types of windows with the window grilles (exactly the same as my old house). But it was not my house. In the dream, there were still other scenes, but rather vague and not of much significance.... For example, through the window, I could see a cleaner sweeping the floor and also about the toilet......

Anyway, in this dream, the most happiest part was "Happy Birthday". But it was very strange -- National Day Flag, teachers and students gathering to sing National Anthem and School song, and I received a Big Card....

It is Education of Singapore --the Gift of Singapore, Imparting of Knowledge, talents and skills......

On The Run

2008-07-15T12:59:00.003+08:00

This morning I dreamed of Alice. I was standing at my doorstep. But I heard so much noise outside my house. It was a strange dream. At my doorstep, I looked out from my door to see what was happening outside. I saw at the corridor was a big yellow piece of paper with words (chinese character, like those of talisman) written on it in red and black, big words. There was a mirror or dressing table too. Alice's daughter walked passed and I asked her what they were celebrating and she did not say what it was. It was at another corner on the left and I could not see what it was.

Just then, a man came walking towards my house, going to go to Alice's house. I stopped him. I asked him whether he knew what occasion they were celebrating and what those words mean. Strangely, the man told me about matters concerning rental house when couples divorce. It was matter concerning mistress, divorced wife and husband. The man could not pronounced the word 'mistress' properly. We talked quite long until he said he must go, and I wanted to ask another last question from him...

However, now I was at the sea... In the sea, I was in a boat. There were people on it. I do not know why I need to 'escape'. People were rushing too. They wanted to 'ignore' me as well. One boat next to another boat, people need to move from one to another. The distance was not so near, one need to jump over, and the person on the next boat must be cooperative -- but I was so scared. The one on the next boat was a guy, who was reluctant to help me. I saw behind me some more people coming over to my boat...

Next, I was on top of a flight of vertical big ladder kind of metal rods. It was very steep, exactly ninety degree standing on the ground, like climbing the kelong stairs. Beside me was another rather fat, but not too fat guy. It was not some kind of competition, but competiting to 'escape'. It was a struggle of climbing up and down, waiting for the boat to arrive.... very strange dream.

One moment the fat boy was not abiding the rule of the game. He went forward till the front to wait for the boat. I discovered it and he had to climb all the way up the ladder again....

Somehow, I managed to get into a boat. I arrived at the upper deck of the boat. There were many flowery clothes on the deck, just like a double-decked bed. I covered all the clothes with me (as though camoflaging myself). However, there were some ladies who knew me. I told them not to tell anyone... It was not peaceful hiding among the clothes. People still discovered me....

This is my relative's Kelong. He is the husband of my aunt (Maria's sister)... the one who played 'match-maker', the one who.... In chinese, she is called 'er gu' for my parents, as for me and my brothers and sisters, we should add the word 'lao' (old), so she would be called 'zi lao gou' (pronounced in Teochew). She changed her religion, diverted from Catholicism....

Message From Jesus

2008-07-12T22:40:00.007+08:00

Last night, I watched this show 'intermittently'. I was so surprised to hear the names of the people in the show, as well as the faces of the people in the show. The names were all connected to the people living around me. The face of this woman (Hong Kong actress), and her name in this show was the same as that of my dead aunt, Maria. Her look was very similar too. In the show, she looked like the face of a deceased girl named "Linda".

On the same day, I had dreamed of Pang Ling Ling, this woman below, and above. This is a Singapore's show, old show, but I never seem to watch it before. Dreaming of her, watching the show, remind me of past events......

This morning, while people are still sleeping, I was awoken suddenly...

I had forgotten the details of my dream, but the last scene was I was reading scriptures. It was a line of words I was reading, with comma, two phrases of lines joined up to form a sentence. I had forgotten what words are they, but as I was trying to memorise the words (so as to remember them), I was awoken... and at the same time, I heard my door bell rang, the same tune as before, the Beethoven's tune. I opened my eyes, put on the spectacle, went to the toilet. I looked at the clock, and according to the clock near my bedside was 8.05am.

I thought I might hear the wrong thing, but it was not. It was real. It rang once, and I did not go and open the door. I was scared, like previous time. I went back on the bed, did some reading.

Soon, my sister called me on the handphone. She told me about Causeway Point giving out free goody bags and asking me to go. I told her that all the people were sleeping. She also told me that the event were organized by Stephanie's polytechnic.

I read my 'notes'. After reading for more than one hour, getting close to two hours, I felt sleepy again. I fell asleep. Now, I had a dream, a different dream this time. It was a dream about what my sister said, Civic Centre or Causeway Point. 'We' went there in the dream. At the 'entrance', there was a booth, hanging with bags, various types of bags with various patterns. Since they were free, we have a choice to choose 4 different bags. I asked for 4 different designs or something like that (designs that I like, out of those hanging on display). The lady standing in the booth was very anti-social, very hostile. She was reluctant to serve me also. She refused to give me what I want. There were some dispute and argument later on. But we moved on to the next part...

Here, my second brother was there now. He/Ricsson and I was supposed to enter the rooms to write composition. Being 'separated' (asked to go different rooms), I was filled with anxiety. I could not remember now, whether it was Ricsson or my second brother who went into the corner room. I was not feeling safe and I walked to the room to check on him...

Now back at the centre of the building, standing there with Clara and Richard, someone send a gift to us now. The person told us that this gift was meant to be an apology previously happened at the entrance....

Now, it was break time. my Johnny brother walked with me to the stalls to buy food. We stood in front of a Malay stall. The woman showed us all types of chicken being sold, displayed in front of us -- all were Chicken breast, brown with various cooking style. We did not know which one to choose, but I remembered asking for the otar (only 4 left and I took all 4)

Suddenly, I was standing at the balcony of the building. Looking across, ahead of me, I saw a building named "School of Wheel******" I cannot remember the full word now. Beside this school was meant to be Civic Centre -- strange dream. It was supposed to be Ngee Ann Polytechnic since it was Stephanie's polytechnic, but it was not. Sitting at the small semi-circle balcony was Clara, on my left with her legs 'sticking out', and Richard sitting beside her. I standing behind them, so scared of the height. I was standing above, watching the distant building in front of me....

Singing From The Heart

2008-07-11T15:40:00.007+08:00

While having lunch, I told Richard and Ricsson about my dreams. As usual, Richard said that I am too free. "Free people always dream." -- His belief. They are not interested in my dream. So I told them, I pour out my dreams here, on the internet. This is where I can share with people who are interested, and I must 'pour it out'... I have too much in my heart...

Today I dreamed of another dream which seemed so real, but ultimately it was only a dream.....

This dream involves my big brother, Richard, my old friend, TMH(Meng Huay -- girl) and Singapore Celebrity(artiste) Pang Ling Ling. It was a another strange dream which involves my handphone, my Nokia handphone, and my pouch.

It was exactly this pouch I placed on a desk. This desk seemed like to be in a classroom. I had forgotten most of the details, but the main point is I left this pouch on the desk. Inside my pouch was my handphone, Nokia handphone, the one exactly I had and appeared the same in the dream. There was also my Bonia purse in the pouch, with all the Identification card etc... Thinking it was safe, I left my pouch on the desk....

Little did I know that when I returned later with my friend TMH, I was shocked when I took a second look on the desk. My pouch was gone. On the floor, my bag was being opened too. It was Pang Ling Ling -- in the dream she was my enemy (don't know why, seemed to have a quarrel, don't know about what...)

I quickly reported Police. As I was talking on the phone, some people interrupted me. Later I saw from behind my desk, someone, a guy, asked about what happened, and he was the one who told me "Pang Ling Ling" showed him my handphone. Then after that, he did not know what happened...

There were some books on this person's table. Meng Huay's desk was behind this boy. We did not know his name. So I looked at his book. The first book did not write his name, it belonged to someone else. The next book was green, the type of exercise book Popular was selling. It was written,"Venus Dryken"....

Next in my dream was my big brother. I seemed to be walking to him, or he seemed to be waiting for me at some place. I told him how sad I was, that my purse was lost. I was supposed to attend a concert, to sing a song. It was a Chinese song. I had not even rehearse or learned it. I did not even know how to read the Chinese words. What was the song I cannot remember, but there were a few lines where I could not read at all. I lost even the lyrics!

I told Richard about it, and he seemed want to help me, but I cannot remember the details now...

Next part of the dream was at a bus stop. I was walking towards the bus-stop. At the bus stop, I saw Joy squatting down, talking to someone. She did not see me, nor did I call her.....

Teeth Dropping Dream

2008-07-10T14:07:00.006+08:00

It was a hard to sleep night, kept freting, and the 'word' St Paul came to my mind, and I seemed to have 'dreams' but don't know what was it.

I dreamed of a horrible dream, awoken to know that it was all a dream. It was so real, all my teeth dropped out, groups and then one after another another one, using my hand to hold on to those dropped teeth...

It was at Jurong East. But very strange -- I came to Jurong East. I did not know how I ended up reaching there. I seemed to arrange at a junction, not knowing to walk ahead or to turn back. I was lost. I thought I walked from Woodlands, and how I ended up here. I did not know how to walk back. But I decide to walk ahead. Walking ahead, there were shops, fashion shop. I saw three celebrities in it. I wanted to look at clothes also. But these three celebrities seemed to be talking sarcastic remarks at me. These three celebrities were Quan YiFeng, Zh0ng Qin and Huang BiRen. They were dressed beautifully, full of make-up, and three of them seemed to enjoy themselves so much there.

I stepped out of the shop, disappointed or something like that. I walked away, did not want to shop anymore. I walked to the playgroup or come to a park. It was my father I saw at the park. I was so surprised and said,"Why are you here?" He was exercising at a yellowish (bar) exercise corner. I told him to be careful. We chatted... It was so nice to see him.

I cannot remember what happened next. I just know that my teeth dropped, and keep on dropping.

Then there was a place which I went to. My father, mother and big brother were there. The words on wall changed. At first, the words were something else, which I had forgotten. Next, the words changed to "CIRCUS", and below the word Circus there were some more words, which I again cannot remember. It was such beautiful words.

Next, my brother and father discussed with the manager about the rental of the place. They were negotiating about the rental of the place. There were two 4-digit figures, some numbers involving 7, 8 and 9.

Dream Interpretation:
Teeth - to dream that you see a person with white regular teeth, denotes that you will have a beautiful lover whom you will marry. To dream that your teeth are very loose, portends personal illness; to dream that one of them comes out, denotes the loss of a friend or relatives. To dream that you have the toothache is a dream of contradiction; it denotes much social enjoyment and pleasure. To dream that you cut a new tooth, denotes change of residence, and to the married an increase of family.

Park - To dream of walking through a park, indicates health and happiness, and true friendship. To a person in commerce it is the harbinger of a flourishing business. IF you dream that you have the company of anotehr person with you, it denotes a speedy marriage. The now apparent obstacles will all vanish. Such a dream is a very good for a scholar, or a person employed in scholastic affairs.

Saint Peter and Paul Cathedral
My great grandfather was named Peter. My grandfather was named Paul. During my secondary school, I always dreamed of my teeth dropping... (I will tell you my story related to this teeth dropping...) My great grandfather, I called him "Lao Gong" 老公, and he was very good to me... He died in the year 1990, after I had completed my junior college. My grandfather, Paul, died in the year 1998, after the birth of my son, Ricsson...

Prayer for Patience
O glorious St. Paul, who from a persecutor of Christianity, didst become a most ardent Apostle of zeal; and who to make known the Savior Jesus Christ unto the ends of the world didst suffer with joy imprisonment, scourgings, stonings, shipwrecks and persecutions of every kind, and in the end didst shed thy blood to the last drop, obtain for us the grace to receive, as favors of the Divine mercy, infirmities, tribulations, and misfortunes of the present life, so that the vicissitudes of this our exile will not render us cold in the service of God, but will render us always more faithful and more fervent.

Seeking Medium

2008-07-09T10:52:00.009+08:00

Jesus said,"I am the resurrection and the Life"

If you believe me, believe what I experienced, what I see, what I heard, then you continue to read on.....

Went to the church on 12th March 2008, Father Terence said, "Who Are You?" when I asked him "Do You Believe me?". Richard explained to him. I introduced myself to him. Who Am I? Who do you think people would believe me? Anyway, this is fate, they are 'working' what they are 'asked' to do. We were asked to come back at 7pm.

In my mind was this two songs 楚汉骄雄 and Great Is The Love.

At home, Richard called my parents and my sister. I had the most wonderful bath. I could hear cheering sound and whistling sound when I bath. Then I heard my spectacle and Shiseido facial cleansing foam dropped at the same time. I was not scared, but feeling so refreshed and so wonderful. It was so strange, first time, and first time I bathed with my pink Bata home shoes (furry slipper), and it was all wet. I had to throw it away a few days later.

After bathing, I felt so much better. Lying on the bed, soon my parents came. My father said that my face looked so pale and the eyes so black. I asked Richard and he said I looked okay.

Richard told me that he saw the face of a 'skull' when he looked at the mirror of himself. He said he saw a 'sunken face' all so drain, so dried, devoid of water. I told him again, about 'death' and he did not believe me.

Soon at 7pm, we went to the church. The divine mercy group must be there. I don't know what mass is that, it was my first time there. Everything first time. I saw Father Terence at the altar. When the mass was ended, the fat man said "thank you everybody"; and I followed him said "thank you everybody". The fat man turned around and saw me, I was rather embarrassed, and knew that I must have made a mistake.

Anyway, we went out of the church. Standing at the foyer, I spoke to Josephine. I introduced myself and she said I looked beautiful, and my children was lovely -- No dark circles, no dark eyes, like what my parents see. I explained to them about sins and etc etc, but nobody would believe me...

Soon, we proceed to Clementi. I was forced to go to the Medium. Inside the car, I could hear sound.... when reached the carpark, sound of "Boo", "nah" etc was heard while we were walking downstairs, towards the medium house.

At the medium house, the group of people had to sing song (prayer) to invite the 'spirit' to 'come into' the body of the medium. The man soon asked what we want. Was told, and given instruction later on. Richard was given talisman, yellow and green, to be washed on the face and burned for drinking (for my use). I told them that my religion is 'Catholic' and the medium said 'never mind'.

The medium 'measure' my pulse. He said my pulse was very weak, the blood was very low. My heart was very weak. My hands were all cold.

In my brother's car, driving some journey away from the Medium's house, my big brother came. He gave me a can of butter cookies and money. He touched my head and comfort me. I was very sad. He is always so good to me and I cannot do anything for him. He gave me $100 despite the fact that he is full of debts also. I was so sad.

On the way, in the car, I could feel my body 'reacting' worse, getting more and more worse. Ricsson said he felt hot, and wanted to vomit also. I did not have fever, but my hands getting more and more numb. I could really feel my blood was getting lower. I felt the mouth very dry, always so thirsty. A little while, when I was in the car, I saw the words in my head, "SUCK BLOOD", the words in green, and in that instant, I felt as though my teeth going to grow (the canine, like the vampire). I was so scared that I would suck the blood of Ricsson or anybody later on. I told Richard, and he did not believe me.

Coming out of the car, when reaching our house, Ricsson was nauseous and the two children were all so weak as well. Clara was like dying.

Back home, I bathed again before washing the face with the 'talisman' and drinking the 'talisman' water. The bathing this time was not the same. It was more inferior than the previous one. After bathing, when I washed my face with the 'talisman' water, it was so funny that I spread the water on my face 'as though drawing whiskers on my face'.

Scary night, I was so thankful to Richard for risking his life to save me (giving me support)....

I tried to sleep. Richard told me that the talisman had to use for seven days. He told me some 'strange things' about the spirits returning in seven days or something like that. I don't really understand. But anyway, I was scared, scared that the things written in newspaper (about people turning into creatures) and I was about to turn into 'sucking blood' evil creatures also. And Ricsson was having fever, and Clara dying also. It was all so scary.

That night, we slept on the same bed, so scared. It was that night, I saw the 'vision' of 'a white space with people gathering manna', and then I found myself 'falling down' 'virtually'. I also discovered the 'healing touch'. I saw the 'vision' of Jesus walking around and touching the head of people, healing people. That night, I touched the hand of Richard, Ricsson and Clara -- the pulse was able to transmit some form of energy, from me to them -- the flow of energy was so special.

Whenever I was scared, I said,"Jesus help me, Jesus please help me". On the night, God came to my room, the whole room was so dark. I was very scared also. To believe or not to believe? Soon, I heard chains, doors slamming, lots of sound, very noisy, all the household sound. It was so scary so scary, never in my life so scared, it was 'facing death'. I prayed with my fist clenched tightly, my eyes dare not opened. I said,"Jesus please help me, Jesus I am very scared, Jesus please help, Jesus, Jesus!" It was automatic response. I don't know to believe or not to believe, but I was too scared and I just say these words and Soon, it was different sound I heard...

Got wolf howling on my right ears, got so many sound. Then the last one was the trumpet, never stop, prolonged trumpet sound, and birds came to my windows singing songs. Amazing.

Mutated Swan

2008-07-08T14:10:00.006+08:00

A baby swan should be furry like these, a cygnet. But in my dream, it was the skin of snake and the the shape of a leaflet...

It was a beautiful as well as a scary dream. The happiest part was at the church. The church is my home, my paradise...

Which part is first, which part is last, the sequence might not be correct, but I remembered...

Ricsson, Clara, my mother, big brother and me were in a lift, but this lift is very usual. It is an open lift, with no 'roof'. If you stand up, you can see the surrounding scenery. It was at a very high level, don't know how many floor of a building we were at. Once we were in the lift, the lift started to go down. It was so scary. I asked the children to lie down. The lift was so special, instead of moving up and down, it was moving to another building, from left to right, and it was moving so fast.

Soon we reached the other part of the building. We came to a place (a church compound, which I did not know, but only know later...). At this place, there were pillars, and open space like corridors. Malays were selling things. I thought they were free, but they were selling Mentos dipped in flour, a kind of special flour. It looked nice. They made it in the form of a flower shaped as well as two other kinds. They wanted me to buy, but I said I wanted to try first, and they said there's no trying. So I did not buy anything from them. The place were quite crowded. Prior to this, I was given a handful of Mentos by someone, and I had to eat them (which I don't really like, I don't like sweet food).

My big brother, mother, and children were there, but I was too engrossed. I slowly drifted away from the place, walking forward towards the right of the place there. Suddenly I heard the bell chimed. And I saw in front of me were three priest (if the number is correct, should be correct) wearing purple, with altar boys (left and right, holding the incense container). As soon as the bell chimed, they walked into the church from where I was standing, and watching. They were about one metre or so away from me only. I looked on my left, the big church in front of the priests, which they were walking inside to. The beautiful hymns started, it was so nice, so soothing. I was so filled with wonder and amazement. I took out my camera, and I cannot help but keep taking photos. The church was filled with people, mostly purple, and another instance, seems like 'soldiers' wearing the kind of red hat (the hairy velvety hat -- the kind of soldiers I like).

I shifted as I took the picture, shifted more and more to the left. The appearance of the church is like those roman ones, what they called "Basilica", and also something like St Joseph Church (the open space type). As I shifted to the left, at the edge of the building was some ladies, black and brown. I was still taking pictures when something was flying in front of me. I looked through the camera lens, and so surprised and filled with awe with the appearance of a big bat, a brownish bat, special with dots and patterns on its body.

The bat was flapping in front of me. The people were all amazed. But I was so happy to see it. Suddenly my slippers dropped. I had to go down the edge to get it back. But the bat was there, and I had to be careful not to let it attacked me. I went down, and so surprised that the ground was soft sticky sand, with greenish seaweed at some parts. My feet was 'stained' with sand. But still, I have to take back my slippers. I took it back, and back at the corridor where the ladies were all standing. One of them said, "The bat wants to harm you". I don't know. Just then, the rest of the people on my right was rushing me, and I had to hurry off. I turned around and ran off to the right where my family was waiting.

I heard noise from the ladies, asking me to go back, seem like something had happened. Feeling bad, don't know what it was, I returned in a hurried manner. They told me, "how can you leave in this manner" What they mean was, I need to queue up to leave the place. But I cannot be bothered so much, everyone was waiting for me at the other side. I ran off.

Soon, I was at a mess of 'construction site', I need to climb out of the 'mess', with raffian rope there. It was the carpark I was going to, which the rest of the people were waiting for me.

A very long dream. Now, I was at a building again. This time, I was at the fourth floor of a building. I was not sure where the library was. I went down to the third floor. There were security guard there. They told me something -- That is not the library. I went back to the fourth floor. Very strange dream, and scary here, very weird also.

I cannot remember which floor has what and which floor I went first and later already. It was running up and down between the third and the fourth floor, about twice or thrice. First, the not so scary part first. At one of the floor, I saw three arcade or children playrooms. One was a dinasour playroom, with all the children playing dinasours -- various types of games, all for babies or toddlers. Outside this dinasour playroom, many children were playing 'exercise' game, I must walk carefully so that they would not hit me.

It was the wrong place I went definitely, and I need to get out. Now, came the scary part. My mouth was full of food, eating chestnut. The security guard saw me. I thought she did not see, but I was asked to stop while walking halfway through the building, going to the lower floor of the building. She told me to spit out everything that was in my mouth. I went to the rubbish bin. Open the lid and I saw some more chestnut in it -- threw away by people. There was also a pink 'Ikea' bowl in it. I spit everything out but left one 'wet' chestnut in my hand.

Hoping that the security guard would not see the chestnut in my hand, I walked towards the stairs finally safe. I was about to walk down the stairs when a old woman was talking to her niece or grandchild. Just as they were talking, the 'eggs' dropped on the floor, and I saw on the floor were many 'weird' 'little swan', which I called or they told me was '小鹅'. It was so scary. The little swan was not swan at all. The skin were those of snakes, with yellowish and browish and black scaly skin, no feathers at all, and no furs at all. The head was like those of the snake also, and they were 'leaf' like, and have legs, two legs, all walking on the stairs (about three to four or five ) It was so scary that I don't want to see...

I was again in another building, this time, containing students. I was running from one room to another, climbing stairs as well. I was wearing a red shirt, and a pair of jeans. It happened to be in one of the room, I was climbing stairs when some guys claimed to say that my underwear is white. Next they asked me what is the colour of my bra.....

Next, I was suddenly inside a building, a rectangular building, with all four walls. It was a very tall building. I was perhaps at the 18th floor, and many people were walking down -- slope at the side of the walls, all leading down. The centre of the building was hollow. If you look down, you might fall. It was so scary. I asked the people around me, who were China girls, and they told me that one of the Maple Story person died mysteriously. I think the name was something like 'Betty' or some others, but it was very scary. I wanted to leave the place. I asked them if there is any way out. And they told me on the right was a shop, and can try. So the fat guy, with bald head opened the side of the partition wall (happened to be on my right). It was a stationery shop. I asked if I can go in. But he refused. The stationery shop was very bright, with yellowish-orange light. The building here was dark, no light, but scary, with people all queuing up to go down. It was a checking in process.

Some kind of checks were going on. The slope were laid with planks. I am so afraid of the heights and so afraid to fall down. While queuing, one chinese woman, China woman, gave me some purple stickers. She sticked them on my right ear, passing me those unused stickers also. Later, I realized that I might be framed, and I quickly told her to stop, and I quickly removed them, but I was so afraid I had some traces left, as I already saw a group of 'teachers', chinese guys and some women, standing at the side, getting ready to be checked. They questioned me -- have to pass some test. One tray after another, I have to tell them how many items were in the tray. Problems come when it was the last tray. I had not finished, and the guy was not very good. He asked the other 'teachers' for answer, and they shouted out the answer '14'. So now I know the answer, and it would be unfair....

Strange dream. Below the table, there was a cat, orange-brown, with strips, and its mouth was so fake, big and smiling with teeth. I stroked it, messaging its ears...

Thank You Mary

2008-07-07T09:19:00.005+08:00

In my dream, it was a tall statue of Mary, white colour, I seen from the side, I never go in front of it. It was just beside the church, on a raised platform.

It was so real. I must quickly jot it down otherwise I cannot remember later.

I woke up, only to realize it was only a dream....

Two parts. I was awoken at the part of litting candle, very strange phenomenon, and with my mother and an old man (not very old), but 'chi kor peh' or 'cheekopek' (dirty old man, thinking of sex)...

The first part of the dream: It was Mrs Toh, TSH, I can remember her full name very clearly. But for her privacy, I will not write her full name. This is to tell you that I am very normal person, and I knew what happened and also about my memory. She is older than me, was AMK (Ang Mo Kio) grassroot leader, now I don't know. She married a younger man and have a kid like me, same year, the cow or bull or buffalo, 牛(niu2) is the one. In the dream, she was with me and Richard. We were at the 'Pump Room', very messy, got escalator, must walk with care. It was basement. I was so surprised to arrive there, meeting her, since the dream was so real and I had not met her for so long.

We were walking and as usual, from the place called 'pump room' we wanted to walk to the real 'pump room' where the operating theatre was, the place where the heart-lung machine was placed, the place where we used to work. But the place where we used to work were too clean, too nice. In my dream, after walking through the first 'pump room', there was another room immediately after that. This room was huge, like a factory, seemed to be filled with people or machines... very strange one.....

As I stepped in this part of the building, I was alone -- Mrs Toh, Richard and his friend (a guy, forgotten who) did not come in yet. I was afraid, as it was so long I had never come 'Pump Room' and I seem lost. At the place where I was standing, I saw Joy SML or Joy SBL (her full name only the middle one I am not too sure, otherwise I remember her full name, her face, her voice, her character, very clearly). She was in front of me, far ahead. I was surprised, and I walked a little forward, to see which floor it was (because I could see from far, an exit with some numbers, big big, written on it, blue or bluish-green number painted on the wall. The number was 3c. It was so funny, I did not know if we were at the basement or at the top, but to me, it was at the basement. But to Joy, when later we talked, she told me it was on top, and that there was another higher level, 3d on top of 3c.....

Just then, Richard and his friend came, called us, and told me something. He seemed to say it was a wrong place we had come to. We followed him, or rather, I followed him to the car. Joy was still standing.....

Strangely, the scene moved. Now, I was in Richard's car, so fast. It was the scenario of the interior car, greyish-black leather seat, with seat belts. The front driver, Richard, the front seat was his friend, and behind, with two seat belts, I was deciding which one to sit, thinking Joy would be coming in later. She was so 'stubborn'/'proud' not to come in, but made us went back there to fetch her. I decided to choose the seat on the left, behind the Passenger seat in front.

Richard drove the car back to the place. The supposedly 'factory room' where we used to stand was now the expressway. Two big road/lane. Joy was standing on the other side, never crossed the road. I said,"why she so stupid/something like not 'automatic', never cross the road. People must U-turn to fetch her."

Anyway, we did not know if we can U-turned either. But luckily, there was U-turn in front of us, far ahead. Upon arrival, Joy was still standing at the edge, with railing on the far end of this side of road. On seeing our car, she came forward to our car. She wanted to come in to my side, since I am sitting at the side of the Passenger seat, near the curb/edge. I did not want to move, stayed station at my seat, and I used my hand, my finger to show her to come in from the other side of the car. She came in, and we began to talk.

It was here in the car, that we talked and I began to know that she was thinking that there was another level on top of the place where we went earlier on. I saw it was 3, but Joy seem to say it was 7 and that there was another level on it -- meaning, I saw 3c, still got 3d according to her; but to her, she saw 7c and still got 7d, something like that.

She told me, in the building just now, she heard music. She sang the music to me, talking, and everyone in the car could hear. I spurted out 'Wedding March', yes it was this tune she was singing. She said she heard this tune and she was about to go up to the higher floor. But I told her something else, knowing that there was no higher floor there. I told her and everyone in the car, "You must believe in the Holy Spirit.....

I told Joy that her eyes were 'blocked by spirit' (鬼遮眼 = Ghost covered her eyes)." We all told her that there were no higher level in the building. Furthermore, it was not 7, it was 3. I was telling her about this, and then I told everybody, 'Must Believe'... and that is how some people jumped down from building. Their eyes saw the wrong thing......

Second Part of the dream:
From there, my dream moved. Now, I was at a place, with clay road, the olden day road, with orange-brown clay on the floor. I was so filled with awe and surprise. Many people were queuing up, litting candles. I saw many women/people litting so long candle, pasted with blue stickers, VERY NICE candles, so 'long/tall' candle -- when hold, it was above their head, very long very long candle, very nice. The sight was so fascinating, so beautiful, so inspired, so inspirational.

A statue of Mary was at the side of the building, must be the church. These people brought their candles to be placed in front of Mary. I wanted to take a photograph of this beautiful sight, but no time. I asked my mother quickly queue up to buy candles too. But when it was our turn, the candles were left with shorter ones. Even though I asked for long ones, they gave one was shorter, smaller and pasted with red stickers. It was 2 candles, placed in those kind of reddish plastic bag. Very disappointed, but still, we tried to lit the candles.

I walked nearer to the statue of Mary, since no more big candles. I wanted to take photograph of the big candles, all lighting at the same time, all placing together, was So Beautiful. But when my turn to walk there, all the candles become shorter and it had already burned off so much, almost leaving a few centimetres on the ground. Disappointed, I walked back to my mother.

It was really a very strange scene. Trying to lit the candle, but I saw a brush being used to lit the candle -- the kind of red handle with creamy white brush head (the brush head very messy, lousy brush head). Very weird scene, using brush to transfer the light/candle flame. It was very difficult to transfer the light. Two times, it was almost extinguished, but I managed to relit it....

I saw an old man, with black hair and very brown skin, Chinese, talking/whispering to my mother about sexual position -- 'dirty' old man...

We were trying to lit the candle still, but awoken from my dream already... feeling so real.... and waking up, I want to 'Thank You Mary'.

The first time I went into a cave and saw Mary in the cave...

This is not the first time I dream of Mary. This is the second time. The first time, I dream of her was even before I dreamed of Father Terence. Before that, I did not record my dreams, thinking my dreams were not important at all. But thinking back, my dreams does connect.... At that time, I dream of Mary, the Mary of Lordes (the one in the cave). Outside the cave, I saw the red colour 'house' or 'plate' which the chinese people used to pray -- they called it 土地公.

Painting The Story Of Life

2008-07-05T14:00:00.009+08:00

This morning was a special day. I dreamed of the 'National Day Boy'. I cannot remember where we were, but I remembered I was mixing colours, painting on a piece of paper, with drawing, very plain, cannot remembered what I had drawn, on the left and right of the drawing paper. On the top centre of the paper, there seem to be a rectangle, with green and yellow on it. I was squeezing out white colour paint, about to paint the 'sky', but I don't understand, the sky should be blue and white, why it was not blue in my dream, but yellow and green. It was poster colour I using and white colour I squeezing out, and about to paint, but was awoken...

In last night's dream, there seemed to be two parts. One was the 'National Day Boy' and the other was at a pub or lounge. It had many tables, and some guys were standing in front of the screen singing Karaoke. I was lying on a sofa or something like that. I could not see the full screen. But I could hear them singing. In front of me was some other guys, Chinese businessmen, discussing about their work or projects.

Some other people were in my dreams, but I cannot remember by now already.

I was thinking not to jot it down, but something happened which I had this 'correlation' to my dream and I decide to jot it down here.

Miracle of The Sacred Heart

It was the Sacred Heart moved again. This time, turning to the right as shown. The last time was a raining day, a blackout, and we discovered it turned to the left, the direction of the window, Light.

Mercy of God Devotion and Chaplet of Mercy

On the right was all the leaflets about Mary, Saints and Jesus. I thought, perhaps I need to take a look at them. I picked this one as shown above. This was taken last Sunday at St Anthony Church. Someone don't want them anymore, and I took some of them.

My mother told me before when I was young that if we do not want anymore of all these 'religious items' we cannot throw them away. We must put them back at the church. So I suppose the people don't want them, and I took some of them. So this was one of them which I picked up and I read just now.

After what I had read, I found the 'correlation' to my dream, about painting. I will tell you what I read in this leaflet in another post, but all these just got to say something...

We are all Instruments of God, helping the spirits to accomplish something in our life.

Turning of the Merlion Head

Three Little Ducks

2008-07-04T13:56:00.004+08:00

Dream of three white ducks, Lim Chan's ducks. She brought them to Woodlands, and the ducks were so disciplined, all walking in a single file, one after another, and behind the ducks were either pigeons if not her dogs (if no pigeons, her dogs; if got pigeons, the dogs came after the pigeons)

A weird dream it was. Dreamed of Lim Chan, Frank, my brother and my family. It was such a scary dream, as well as fascinating dream. It was rather vague now, but the thing which struck me most was three ducks, white and fat ducks walking towards a tree, followed by some more animals, I cannot remember what animals they were, but obviously there were dogs -- Lim Chan's dogs.

We were at Woodlands, the old house of my brother's house area. But now my brother is no longer staying at Woodlands. But this dream took place at that area. It was so strange. Lim Chan brought her pets to this place, where we met her and Frank. I was so shocked at the sight of the three little white ducks. Their feathers looked wet, but they were fat. Lim Chan said she had bathed for them.

The three white ducks turned into 3 'black men', short like dwarf -- the skin colour dark brown, like those of Indian, but they were not Indian. They were like people from Philippines, those types of people who played the Bands, wearing black uniform. They were not skinny, but fit. They looked at me, I looked at them, so scary, how can three little ducks become 3 men!

Next, it seemed like at the car park. Various groups of bands were seem to be practising. There were various types of instruments they were playing in each group. Some 'ding ding dong', some 'piang piang piang', all sorts of sound I was standing there, listening. It seemed confusing with all the groups practising different music, with different musical instrument.

Soon, we left the place, I remembered a scene where 'children' ran at near the stairs, something to do with bathing, very scary, cannot remember fully, but it seemed to be like 'black children', and me, cannot recall.