The Dream World

Even JY dreams, the old saying goes. By the way, it is true. I've always had faith in the wisdom of the Old JY people. Anyway, I seem to had the strangest dream last night.


No, the dream was not strange because of what happened in the dream. In this area, it was actually rather normal. Then again, for dreams, what is normal? Would a dream which makes you wonder if there was an extra day in your week be considered normal? Or how about one which makes you wake up and wonder why everything isn't floating around upside down? I have no idea. In this case, I shall just say that in my dream, the laws of physics were followed. Then for what exactly happpened, things are slightly harder to explain, because dreams themselves defy explaination. Sometimes I don't even comprehend what I dreamt about, like the time I was ill in bed with a great headache and fever. That night was so abstract... The best I can put it down into words was that I remembered removing from existence three quarters of the planet with a stray thought.


Okay, I'm getting distracted as usual. I can tell you all about how dreams are portals to the Jiayusian Void which your mortal minds do not comprehend another time. Back to my earthly, normal dream. Since dreams start in the middle of nowhere, I have no way to give a backstory. So in we go. It was something to do with walking around the NY old campus with a group of friends, although the place did not seem to be anything like the NY old campus. I don't remember why it was the NY old campus in my dream. As for the group of friends, things are even more confusing, as if I'm not wrong, I was with either Johnathan or Dong Heng, and 2 Terences, one with his Man U bag and the other with his new checkered bag 0.o Hmm... What else I remember is that the place was about to be demolished. Another 0.o So we were going through it before it was gone I think. Then there were these rooms all filled with stuff. Apparently they were all about to go down with the place, as we found out, and what a waste it was, we thought. So we began to salvage. As we made our way from room to room we disturbed great clouds of dust as we hunted for objects of value or interest. (Dust? Wow the place was old.) I found heaps of picks every here and there. Nice, I thought as I held on to the handful of them, tanbo will never run out of bopians again. (I really found that much. And some of them were the pro double digit price tag ones.) Then, we came across a staffroom, and found Mr. Christ Low's table, where there was this box full of worksheets with my name on them, and...



After this, I really don't remember much. But I really think that I've been rambling on too much about the dream itself. That's not the emphasis. Should I remove it all? As you can see, I didn't. That's because, now that I put it down, I noticed just how weird my dream actually was. Of course, it still did obey the laws of physics, and I have decided that as my criteria for dream weirdness. Even so, weird as things have been so far, it was a dream after all. What this post is all about is something completely out of place in a dream...


It all happened because of my handful of picks. I can't remember who, but somehow another person got introduced into my dream, and I decided to show my takings in picks to him. I took out all of them and spread them out in my hand as you would with a hand of cards. Then came the coup d'eat, when I was suddenly able to have this whole line of bopians, far more than what I had picked up, float between both of my hands as I held them apart. I noticed all the good bopians, and the sheer number of them, and my mind started screaming, 'JY! This is too good to be true!' It was as if I had woken up, and I suddenly remembered my real life. All my genuine memories, not those strange ones that you somehow have in a dream. I also realized that bopians don't float. What I really realized that I was dreaming. And yet, I remained in my dream.


It was just so weird, walking around in the land of dreams as your normal daytime self. I stared at the place which for some reason I remembered as the NY old campus. I don't even know what that means. I found checkered bag Terence looking for Man U bag Terence, and then wondered, since when was I alone? After this point I don't remember a thing, I think my dream ended.


Still more strangeness was to follow, it seemed. I woke up in the morning, and my first thought was, 'Since when did I fall asleep?' For a few moments my bed, my room, this world was entirely alien to me. It was a really new sensation to me. Luckily, everything soon came back to me after a while, and I was left reeling with the sheer strangeness of it all. But at least I didn't stay trapped in my own head and consigned to be a nutcase for the rest of my days. Instead I'm back in this great world with a whole new field of experience, though unusual experience it is.


Wow, it's 5.47PM now. Don't believe it when this post says that it was born from my omniscience at 9.48, that's only when I started writing it. Don't ask why there's such a huge gap, a lot of things happened...