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I had a dream last night.... (warning.. long entry)

I’m in a room full of DC’s that I don’t know. We’re all dressed up in 1800’s like all hot sexy women and men from Wild West. I’m wearing a royal purple silk dress with a black hat that has a purple feather on it. I walk around and my boss gives me a red feather, which I knew was a signal for me to murder a person that he has ordered me to do. I walk and take that woman out and am preparing to kill her when a F.B.I. has interrupted with those words, “Hi, I’m Homer Solmer (which has reminded me of the famous friction character who is expert at solving the cases… although I can’t recall his name now). I have solved your case. You’re to be arrested.” I look up to take a good look of him; he looks like a spy man in that Willy’s Chocolate Factory movie! I burst in laughter and say, “It’s just a game! I’m dreaming! Oh gosh, all of you look so funny! I look funny!!! Hahahahahahahahahaha! And I’m being paid to murder someone! Hahahahahaha!” They all look at me as if I’m going crazy (probably because I never have laughed so hard like that before in my previous dreams lol). I continued to laugh hysterically for few minutes until I suddenly felt the urge to float. The emotions hit me really hard as if I have been drowned in a 5,000 miles high tidal wave. I fight and fight to keep focused by trying to remember what I was supposed to do. I know I had to meet someone from sealife and do something specific. I find it no good since I can’t think or remember anything at all. Eventually, I lost the control over my concentration. My emotions take over while I am still lucid. I can feel the power growing inside of me. My emotions are so intense that they take complete control of my dream. My dream changes rapidly as if it respects my emotions’ wish. I think, “All I ask for is.. I want to be outside so I can just float. I’m about to lose it.” Bingo! I’m outside as if I have teleported there. I just let myself go. I float up, up, and up. I’d swear that EVERYTHING begins to shake because of my overwhelming emotions. It’s like the power of tornadoes, floods, hurricanes, earthquakes, volcanoes, and thunderstorms are combined into one ultimate power inside of me. I am at absolute no gravity level. My emotions keep on lifting me up and up. I soon get into the clouds. Bang…. all go black, but I still feel myself. I am falling down wildly, but no fears. Just is very wired by my emotions and love. I wait and wait for myself to hit the “ground.” Nothing happens. I’m still falling. It keeps going blacker and blacker. Suddenly, I feel my subconsciousness taking over. It adjusts my position perfectly and gradually from falling into laying. Suddenly, I find myself laying in the red truck. I realize I’m dreaming again. I get up and the emotions hit me so hard that it even lifts this heavy truck. Even if I’m so emotional that I lose control of things, I still trust it as if it’s part of me. It lifts me above the clouds. I see the cloudy river and follow it. It becomes more powerful and more powerful until the currents get so strong that it takes me down with that river. I fall again… (no truck… seems it has faded out). Few moment of blackness again then I wake up again to see that I’m floating by the falling river from the cloud and the glowing cave. I enter the cave… the emotions still control me and I completely trust into it. In the cave… I’m being striked (how do you say strike in the past sense?) by several lightening. They energize me up even way more. It seems that I’m a magnet to everything. I exit the cave, only to find myself in the entirely other world. It’s snowing outside. The cave I have come out is a caved in house. It is nighttime. It’s a warm peaceful night like Christmas Eve. I think to myself, “I did it!” The emotions again rush through me and disappear. My dream follows my emotions into nothingness.

I wake up, stunned by how intense it was. I absolutely loved it! I made a promise to myself that I should paint at least one artwork representing this intense and beautiful dream. Yes, I kept this promise. I call this artwork, “Two Worlds.”

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I had a dream last night.... (warning.. long entry)

I’m in a room full of DC’s that I don’t know. We’re all dressed up in 1800’s like all hot sexy women and men from Wild West. I’m wearing a royal purple silk dress with a black hat that has a purple feather on it. I walk around and my boss gives me a red feather, which I knew was a signal for me to murder a person that he has ordered me to do. I walk and take that woman out and am preparing to kill her when a F.B.I. has interrupted with those words, “Hi, I’m Homer Solmer (which has reminded me of the famous friction character who is expert at solving the cases… although I can’t recall his name now). I have solved your case. You’re to be arrested.” I look up to take a good look of him; he looks like a spy man in that Willy’s Chocolate Factory movie! I burst in laughter and say, “It’s just a game! I’m dreaming! Oh gosh, all of you look so funny! I look funny!!! Hahahahahahahahahaha! And I’m being paid to murder someone! Hahahahahaha!” They all look at me as if I’m going crazy (probably because I never have laughed so hard like that before in my previous dreams lol). I continued to laugh hysterically for few minutes until I suddenly felt the urge to float. The emotions hit me really hard as if I have been drowned in a 5,000 miles high tidal wave. I fight and fight to keep focused by trying to remember what I was supposed to do. I know I had to meet someone from sealife and do something specific. I find it no good since I can’t think or remember anything at all. Eventually, I lost the control over my concentration. My emotions take over while I am still lucid. I can feel the power growing inside of me. My emotions are so intense that they take complete control of my dream. My dream changes rapidly as if it respects my emotions’ wish. I think, “All I ask for is.. I want to be outside so I can just float. I’m about to lose it.” Bingo! I’m outside as if I have teleported there. I just let myself go. I float up, up, and up. I’d swear that EVERYTHING begins to shake because of my overwhelming emotions. It’s like the power of tornadoes, floods, hurricanes, earthquakes, volcanoes, and thunderstorms are combined into one ultimate power inside of me. I am at absolute no gravity level. My emotions keep on lifting me up and up. I soon get into the clouds. Bang…. all go black, but I still feel myself. I am falling down wildly, but no fears. Just is very wired by my emotions and love. I wait and wait for myself to hit the “ground.” Nothing happens. I’m still falling. It keeps going blacker and blacker. Suddenly, I feel my subconsciousness taking over. It adjusts my position perfectly and gradually from falling into laying. Suddenly, I find myself laying in the red truck. I realize I’m dreaming again. I get up and the emotions hit me so hard that it even lifts this heavy truck. Even if I’m so emotional that I lose control of things, I still trust it as if it’s part of me. It lifts me above the clouds. I see the cloudy river and follow it. It becomes more powerful and more powerful until the currents get so strong that it takes me down with that river. I fall again… (no truck… seems it has faded out). Few moment of blackness again then I wake up again to see that I’m floating by the falling river from the cloud and the glowing cave. I enter the cave… the emotions still control me and I completely trust into it. In the cave… I’m being striked (how do you say strike in the past sense?) by several lightening. They energize me up even way more. It seems that I’m a magnet to everything. I exit the cave, only to find myself in the entirely other world. It’s snowing outside. The cave I have come out is a caved in house. It is nighttime. It’s a warm peaceful night like Christmas Eve. I think to myself, “I did it!” The emotions again rush through me and disappear. My dream follows my emotions into nothingness.

I wake up, stunned by how intense it was. I absolutely loved it! I made a promise to myself that I should paint at least one artwork representing this intense and beautiful dream. Yes, I kept this promise. I call this artwork, “Two Worlds.”