Being a criminal - first thought.

..::*+ Small Talk +*::..
It wasn't accident. And it doesn't feel good.
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These 2 days I have been troubled by ONE dream. I don't really know why, but last night was the second day of these series of dreams, as if I'm watching a television series.

First day of the series:
It starring me as a successful and influential person. And somehow I was filed for being the mastermind behind a fraud and another cyber crime, or something like that. (I couldn't remember what I was charged for, it was 2 days ago and I didn't take the dream seriously). But one thing for certain, whatever those crimes are, I am certain that I didn't commit them in the first place. So I was taken into custody by the police. (yes police again, this month seems to be about police and not-my-wrong doing). Since I know myself very well that I am clean and have no guilt, why not, because the truth will be revealed if one doesn't do wrong.

But someone else was behind the scene, manipulating the scene, and making the process of me "surrendering" to the cops harder. Arms and gunpowder got involved as the police force made their way to arrest me. There were shootings, but I don't remember if any blood spilled. Who were the people who "defended" me, I don't know. But eventually they were annihilated by the police force (yay, good guys win), but I was forced into surrendering act - you know, the hands at the back of your head while down on your knees and forehead on the ground thingy. The police force took me. They were armed and equipped with kevlar armor, just like those in movies.

And that was day 1.

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Day 2:
So the interrogation process began and I was asked questions about the crimes that I was charged. But obviously I couldn't answer any of them, because I didn't do it. Nevertheless, the police just wouldn't let me go, until I was proven innocent. While I was sitting in front of the table, a female policewoman passed by. To my disbelief, she was my junior secondary schoolmate. Actually she was a year younger than me. And I don't know why she appeared in this dream. She looked at me, gave me a nod, mixed with disappointment some-sort, and walked away.

I demanded fresh air. So two of the policemen took me out from the office (interrogation) room. To my surprise, it was a Japanese style garden with the wooden paths surrounded a pond, roughly 15mx15m square. They sat me on a wooden bench. So I was sitting there, facing another building in front of me. Suddenly another policeman walked out from that building, and stood at the far left corner of the pond. So what separated us was the pond and some fishes in it.

Our eye-contact met. His lips bend up and gave me a wicked wink. I was like "what the heck?" and he called me to go over to stand next to him. He was holding a pistol in his right hand. So I obeyed. I moved and stopped right next to him. He whispered, "run" to me, and while I was lost to figure if he had a double-meaning, he rose his left hand revealing some sort of remote control and pressed the only red button there. That building which I was looking at moments ago exploded and flame burst out from it. Next the bench that I was sitting exploded as well. Soonish, like in 5 secs the area was in fire. The 2 other policemen on-scene were already unconscious. He dragged my hand and forced me into a run. Sirens everywhere, I wanted to stop running, for I wasn't guilty in the first place, but his firm grip left me no choice but to run along with him. We ran along a downhill path and err.. we came to a train station. He jumped across the ticket-checking barrier and I didn't know why I followed. The train was waiting for us. And as soon as we hopped in, it moved, and the next station showed on the LCD-screen: MidValley. =.= I felt guilty for running away from something I didn't do and I looked like as if I really committed the crimes. I felt like giving in and take up all the blame and admit the crimes I didn't do. I noticed a girl was standing beside me. She was the bear-with-an-umbrella. And she told me, "you can either give in, not being who you are; but you can also be patient, and wait for the Lord, and...". (I purposely dropped the last part of the sentence, let's not make things to be awkward)

And I woke up. And it was 7.20am in the morning and I was late.

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Obviously, the dream was sooo real, for both days. I couldn't recall much of the details on the first day, obviously I thought it was just-a-dream. I am worried, tonight it'll continue again. A little scared though, because it was sooo real can; I still remembered the 2 policemen's faces. Who were they? I'm not familiar with them. Pretty "amazed" that my mind actually generated some random yet so-real people.

I prayed. I'm kinda confused of the dream. It definitely touched my weaknesses and some personal issues, which are:
1. being passive and letting situation devour me;
2. not being patient;
3. not consulting the Lord;
4. not being still;
5. not having a peaceful heart.

And these are the things that I just prayed for. Too real to be true. But I shall trust in the Lord always.



A song to end this post.

Vincent, signing out.