Plains...Stripes...Prints: Wedding Dream

Posted in dream Posted by Naga City Deck on Friday, May 7, 2010 at 11:35 PM

This entry is not a prelude to my dream wedding. This is literally my wedding in somebody else's dream.

My officemate ma'am angie had a dream the other night. It was my first time to hear someone share a dream with me as the main character. Guess what guys, I was about to get married in that dream. Of all kinds of dream that someone could have dreamed of why would it be a wedding scene and why me? It was the talk first hour in the morning inside the office and I was there in the hot seat. Do you know why?

Here's the dream:

Ma'am Angie said that she was part of the entourage, everybody else was marching on the isle and everybody was happy. I was dressed in all white with very long hair and with bangs. As of now I have a shorter hair compared to about a month ago and yep I have bangs now. The motif was gold and red. What?? Gold and red?? Is that a good color combination? Lolz. The ladies in the entourage wore gold dress with sort of red belt on the waist. While the men wore Barong but with Red shirt underneath. Quite hilarious though but very interesting. It was a GARDEN WEDDING with lighted isle, what caught the attention of my colleague were two sort of lamps hanging on the both sides of the aisle. In the dream Ma'am Angie headed towards me to kiss me best wishes, then as Ma'am Angz was looking for who the groom is.. she heard a voice "one mimim please". Ma'am Angie's toddler was waking her up to prepare him milk.

Poooofff no image of the groom was seen because the dream was simply cut off out of clutter. As to how he look looks like, how tall or short he is, how fat or thin or any of his physical attributes, the question is, have I met him or I'm about to meet him?

Everybody else in the office was trying to describe the groom thinking that it would fit somebody I personally know. Sad to say, even though how may descriptions they give, again, the groom is yet to be seen.

PSP Prologue

I’m plain.. i’m stripes. and i’m printed

im plain with clear outlook to who i am. im not much of a talker because i am much of a listener, i like to scribble anything that comes out of my mind. sometimes i say it, sometimes i don’t, because there are things that should be left unsaid for others to realize that the absence of word will be enough for an asnwer. no matter how complex life is, i’d still like to live life plain and simple, because too much pre-occupation on the complex can make a person dull and stupid.

i live in stripes..vertical or horizontal.. there are a lot of ways to survive this life called reality. we may have the same coping mechanisms, but we differ on how we feel and react towards all those stressors in life. i live by my words by hit or miss, i stand for what i say.. sometimes life can be misleading because of mouths around us that can make or break us. be affected with what others say or be the effect of what you say to others. it’s a matter of how you strip in the stripes that crosses over your pathway.

i need some prints in my consciousness. i need your reactions to teach me how to live life well and to use my words in the utmost good way. we all need someone beyond ourselves who can pop our heads out to be awakened by reality. we all leave prints in the heart of all those we meet, as you leave prints in my heart, i’ll try to leave something in your heart as well. don’t forget that prints can be also be scars, so let us stay away from that.

Anything visible is powerful, what is Plainly seen, Stripes that crosses over, and Prints that leave marks. But the unseen in a person is something that we should learn, explore and understand. PSP and the unknown is what is within ME that makes me human enough to co-exist with you.

I am the me who can’t be you, but I can share my life with you.