The last time I recalled a dream clearly, it was a terrible nightmare - a whole night of hiding and running from hideous, flesh devouring creatures and monsters - so much of movement to the extend that I felt a numbing sensation on my feet when finally awaken.
And this time around, it had to be one of the weirdest, out-of-nowhere and none conclusive dream ever.
It started with me driving along Jalan Semantan, along the stretch where a landslide occured sometime back, heading towards the national museum then exit to Loke Yew - a route that I frequent when working in Damansara Intan back then. So, as I said, I was driving.
A little later, I was passing an Indian man sitting by the road side, holding a blood drenched cloth onto his forehead. A Malay lady was next to him and from where I was looking from, she seems to be shouting and screaming at him angrily. Not wanting to be a busybody, I moved on.
A little further, I arrive to a scene of accident. A truck had rammed onto the road divider and its load of 1.5 litres 100 Plus bottles were strewed all across the road. Upon navigating closer with extreme difficulty, the driver was nowhere to be seen nor found and for a moment then, I was wondering if he/she got flung like, really, really far away during the impact. I moved on.
A little more down the road, I was driving through a carpet of nasi, should be either briyani or kunyit due to its yellow colour in nature. To the left (to the left, everything you own in the box to the left - sorry, couldn't stop myself), I could see an Indian man lying motionless on the road, arms and legs wide spread - similar to the position when trying to make 'angels' on the snow. Beside him were two other Indian men quarreling.
The thing is, a fallen motorcycle beside them had rice, either kunyit or briyani as mentioned, continuosly flowing out of a brass pot tied on its rear. I know, wtf right...
That's not the end, further down, right in front of the national museum, a few men can be seen screaming and running away frantically from a stationary Coca-Cola truck, which actually looks more like an oil tanker, that has its rear left area being jacked-up. Moments later, the jacked area crashed onto the ground with a loud boom and caused a puncture on the tank. Coke, I assume, since its a Coca-Cola truck, begin spraying out and everywhere.
I got out of the car with a cup in hand and tried to fill it with Coke then I terjaga.
Now, you tell me, weird or not? In actual fact, I'm more interested to know if this dream means anything/got hidden messages. Enlighten me, anyone?
And this time around, it had to be one of the weirdest, out-of-nowhere and none conclusive dream ever.
It started with me driving along Jalan Semantan, along the stretch where a landslide occured sometime back, heading towards the national museum then exit to Loke Yew - a route that I frequent when working in Damansara Intan back then. So, as I said, I was driving.
A little later, I was passing an Indian man sitting by the road side, holding a blood drenched cloth onto his forehead. A Malay lady was next to him and from where I was looking from, she seems to be shouting and screaming at him angrily. Not wanting to be a busybody, I moved on.
A little further, I arrive to a scene of accident. A truck had rammed onto the road divider and its load of 1.5 litres 100 Plus bottles were strewed all across the road. Upon navigating closer with extreme difficulty, the driver was nowhere to be seen nor found and for a moment then, I was wondering if he/she got flung like, really, really far away during the impact. I moved on.
A little more down the road, I was driving through a carpet of nasi, should be either briyani or kunyit due to its yellow colour in nature. To the left (to the left, everything you own in the box to the left - sorry, couldn't stop myself), I could see an Indian man lying motionless on the road, arms and legs wide spread - similar to the position when trying to make 'angels' on the snow. Beside him were two other Indian men quarreling.
The thing is, a fallen motorcycle beside them had rice, either kunyit or briyani as mentioned, continuosly flowing out of a brass pot tied on its rear. I know, wtf right...
That's not the end, further down, right in front of the national museum, a few men can be seen screaming and running away frantically from a stationary Coca-Cola truck, which actually looks more like an oil tanker, that has its rear left area being jacked-up. Moments later, the jacked area crashed onto the ground with a loud boom and caused a puncture on the tank. Coke, I assume, since its a Coca-Cola truck, begin spraying out and everywhere.
I got out of the car with a cup in hand and tried to fill it with Coke then I terjaga.
Now, you tell me, weird or not? In actual fact, I'm more interested to know if this dream means anything/got hidden messages. Enlighten me, anyone?
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