All Saints' Day

It was a dream of Boon Lay Drive, Blk 169 again. This time, my godmother with her little child (Ah Yen), together with Richard and me were at the grass field in front of the flat. It was raining in my dream and in reality. This morning, the rain was so heavy and there were lightning, very bright lightning. I was awoken by this dream, at the sight of the statue of Mary.... It was such a 'real dream', so very real.... I just closed my eyes not long and I was in this dream and not long I was out of this dream!

Richard and I wanted to go somewhere.... I was going to take some exam. The time was 2pm and the rain had caused my favourite collective houses to destroy. I saw my toys at the 'garbage' area, all 'flooded' there on the road. My godmother was at the grass land, standing there, looking after Ah Yen. It was time reversal. Ah Yen is grown up now and I am no long taking exam, but in the dream, it was 'going back' -- even Richard and I were younger then.

Need to rush off for examination, but I do not want to lose my favourite house collection (the Japanese animal house collection). There were several others being 'washed off' as well. Richard and I quickly gathered all the bits and pieces, threw them on the double-decked bed which my godmother was standing. The bed belongs to her and I told her that we would come back again later that night, after my exam. She agreed. Beside Ah Yen was a little toy house, made of bones pillar. Some parts were missing. My godmother said they were at John's house. I told her that John had already transferred them to my house. Later, she said I could have the house also. Richard and I finally finished, and everything was cleared! Surprisingly, there were towels left.

We quickly left the place. Some girls were playing at the activity centre in between blk 169 and 170, the pink flooring.... they seem to be playing badminton and they were blocking our way. I was very irritated and angry at them for not being considerate. Richard just kept quiet. After some unhappy arguments, we finally left the place. The time was 1.50pm and going 1.55pm. I asked Richard if I would make it for the exam. He said 'can'.

At Blk 178, the stairs leading to that block.... I saw priest and some church boys walking towards it. The priest was wearing black with the 'long cloth'(that looked like scarf, hanging on their shoulders) coloured purple and red. A closer look at the priest was Gregory Yong! It was such a nice scene. The church boys were wearing black as well, following Gregory Yong. They were going to attend some funeral. In my dream, I even thought, "Gregroy Yong was already dead!"

Next, we encountered some more such scene. I told Richard,"Wow, today so many people die!" It was another funeral procession going on. Just in front of us, it was a big piece of painting, a very big piece of protrait(the size of a overhead screen) of a old man with long white beard and hair, with mountains and greeneries. The person was wearing grey. The painting looked familiar. It seemed like Lao Tze. Some more priests were present, wearing black, and together with 'mourners'. There were women, dressed 'weirdly', all so quiet and so solemn -- wearing fully black or fully red plus some more (forgotten). The women wearing black covered their head as well. All the women, I don't get to see their faces. They looked so scary, the way they walk. There were so many trucks and vehicles all along the road, Boon Lay Drive. By now, it was walking just along the stretch of road parallel to Blk 172. It was here that I had some strange encounter again.

I was in Richard's car, but I seemed to be walking and dashing along this funeral procession. As I was walking pass the black and red women, some other people walked passed me in the opposite direction. My right hand actually touched their clothes (the black garment). It was so scary, and I said to myself, "St Joseph...., Hail Mary....." and there was one more Saint which I could not recall. I do not want anything bad to happen and keep 'chanting' " "St Joseph...., Hail Mary....." and I saw in front of me was a statue of Mary, a light blue statue of Mary, facing me (which was not supposed to be so)! I was so filled with awe and surprised at the sight that I was awoken. It was still raining heavily outside. As I woke up, it was so cold, and I touched a hand --a warm hand! I had another shock. My right hand touched the black garment in the dream and now my real right hand touched another hand! I supposed that hand must be Clara, but I did not see her hand when I opened my eyes.

It was such a 'real' dream, seemed so real....

Catholic News

I saw a crest, a big crest, consisting of red(orange/red), yellow and black colour. Below the coloured image was three Latin words which I do not understand the meaning at all. I cannot remember the words now, but the first words start with the letter 'a', and that is all I can remember. I had not seen this crest nor seen these words before! Neither had I been to this place before...

It was a dream of my brothers and sister, all appeared in my dream! It was something bad for my second brother, really bad in the dream and when I woke up, I prayed that he would be okay... It was not that bad actually, but it was no good... He was very depressed but acting normal... He had no will to live but struggling with life everyday with unhappiness (this is what I dreamed). His wife had lots of 'expectations' (in the dream) and he was so stressful and we were all so worried for him...

Traveling in a truck, it was a big farm which seemed like part of China. Someone was sitting beside me. I think it was Richard or was it my brother? We did not alight but feeling disappointed for not having a chance to go down to the farm. We heard people were stoned to death....

Back at another scene, it was a dark place since it was dark/evening time. It was quite crowded with people -- all the people standing at the roadside. In front of me were standing two men wearing white polo-shirt with light blue printed words "Omni Bus" at the back of the shirt.

I asked my big brother about share next, and particularly this words: Omni Bus...

I saw this logo in the next scene, but in black and white and with no words at the bottom, just the two 'bundle' hanging...

The next portion of the dream involves the toilet, a big open space and that of the house. It was a high, a very high place, outside the flat of my sister and my house. Outside the corridor of my sister's house was a big space -- the floor was covered with 'metal grille' so able to look through and able to see the great heights of the flat. It was so scary stepping on the floor, so afraid to fall down, but was okay when walking and talking to my sister. She was not so happy with the neighbour.... and she was telling me about some 'space' outside their homes....

Next was a open space, a very big barren land, something like 'Admiralty Place'. We were seated on special seats, and there were people around. While seating, there were some problems. A big 'table' was being pushed placed near us, for our 'feast'. It was not the correct arrangement. Then another person told me that she would change to another higher table next.

Not interested to mention the details of the next part of the dream, it's about the toilet.... green liquid, water flowing, and changing cubicles... two black dogs appeared -- two dogs that looked like pigs/dogs, plump and weird hairs, fierce looking....

Was walking back to 'Admiralty Place' with Patrick and my sister.... we chatted while walking...

Matter of Privacy
What to say, what not to say. What to show, what not to show.

I weighed my thoughts. I had to take risks and I had to be responsible for what I do and I know it, and I know what I am doing.

But not all people are so open-minded and not all people think likewise.

(to be continued..)

Ten Ten

A long, beautiful dream... strange but wonderful feel... it was KBS, Viro and Kiren, 'Ang Mo' (Caucasian priest), and some others I saw in the dream...

The place was one of the location at Admiralty, somewhere near Blk 789, the big 'pavement' there where people walk...

Prior to this, which scene came first I could not remember clearly, but to start of, the memorable part was here, at this place. I was running, running from somewhere else....perhaps a gathering of 'Christ', a Christian Gathering.... somehow, don't know what happened then, I saw myself running and as I was running, I passed by Hindu 'graveyard' or some kind of Hindu/Indian praying 'worshipping idols', all over the place. This pavement looked so much like the old pavement of Boon Lay Place, but 'literally' it was Admiralty Place. So 'scary' (amazed actually) at the sight of all these and I was actually 'hopping' and running from one place to another. Continuing on this same pavement, I came to the stairs, the road just in front. On the left was a yellow-orange coloured temple. Just before the stairs, suddenly, the soil was muddy, very muddy -- I walked in it, with the mud reaching almost to my knee. I could feel the root of mangrove down in the soil.... it was 'disgusting' feeling, and as I was carrying my legs, it was Viro and Kiren I saw suddenly just before the stairs. Kiren was so fat, and it was so heavy to lift her up. I gave up and told Viro to carry her... Next, it seemed that we carried her up...

Something happened...don't know what is it.... and I was led to 'go back' or to 'walk back' to this place, a quiet, really serene place. There were the Chinese 'Guan Yin' (Goddess of Mercy) there, in the colour of creamy white standing in a circular circle, all creamy white... suddenly, everything moved.

The 'Funeral Procession' began suddenly. I quickly ran, did not know where to run, but finally decided to run on the grass on the right while the 'Funeral Procession' was being held on the left, on the road. Just in front of the 'Goddess of Mercy', the white 'Guan Yin', there were some more banners, big banners (couplets) written in black words, Chinese characters. The banners were creamy white in colours also, what a beautiful scene. The people were like those 'traditional teochew opera scholars', the hat so special with 'two wings type'... they were walking the 'Funeral Procession'. I was trying to outbeat them, running as quickly as possible so that I could reach my destination as early as possible -- it was just way up ahead.

The road that the 'Funeral Procession' was using led to the highest floor of a car park, which I reached before them. The car park was white, with green railings. It seemed like three storeys and I had to go downstairs.....

It was a gathering it seemed...must be a Christian Gathering... I saw from a few metres away from me, some people walking towards us, and among them was priests, 'Ang Mo' (Caucasian Priest)...

The next scene happened in a green bus, a brand new green bus, with green doors, seemed like everything green... I was sitting behind, and it was KBS behind me. It was near the back door, and he kept telling me about the back door... some other people asked me to sit in front and I refused...

A medical report I received... seemed like from Dr Yeong... but there is certain things which I need to clarify. I brought the report along and went to some other clinic to ask. I arrived at one, 'unethical' one, spending some time explaining my purpose of visit and so on. Finally, everything seemed to be done... yet I did not seem to get what I want, but I paid a sum of money. My change was a 10cent coin, the head of a seahorse, a old ten cent coin -- but the real one is the whole sea horse, not just the head (in the dream it was only the head). Surprised, I asked for a receipt, and I needed to wait......

It was one of a storey in a building. I was in one of the room. It was a joined-together rooms or two rooms with walls breakdown in between. I was searching for something (or perhaps someone asked me to search for something). I came into this room, searching.... and was surprised to see statues of 'idols' around... there were St Anthony's, Holy Family, Chinese Idols etc, all greasy and dirty. Someone asked if I could find the things... I was not able to find... I walked and walked and suddenly tripped, 'felling' into the next room, which was joined to this one. It was really 'stumbled upon' the reddish and dirty altar in front of me now.... it was the Chinese altar of 'Tua Pek Kong' (the figure I don't get to see), it was red with 'steps' and 'black'...

My hands were all greasy and I need to wash. Out of the rooms, in the building, there were girls selling, promoting their washing liquids. It was pink in colours and there were so many bottles around. They asked me to try their washing liquid. I tried and I wanted to wash off the soap after rubbing my hands... Ask them for water, and they gave me some, flowing out from the plastic container...... but towards the end of it, it was liquid pink soap at the bottom and my hand was soapy again! The whole bottle of soap suddenly fell, and it was 'wasted'. However they said it was okay as they could still make a lot of money out of it...

Funeral Service for Mr Joshua Benjamin Jeyaretnam


Anita Mui Yim-fong (October 10, 1963 - December 30, 2003)
Joshua Benjamin Jeyaretnam (January 5, 1926 - September 30, 2008)