Published by Wai on May 29, 2019 8:13am. Category: General
Dream on 24 May 2019
I stared at the chart. The graph showed Bitcoin dropped all the way from $10,000 to $3,000 and has now built a base at $5,000. It is now around the $7,000 level and will reach $20,000. [I remember the figure $20,000 very clearly.]
Dream on 27 May 2019
Four colleagues and I walked into the retail floor of a publishing company and I was told to buy a particular magazine at one of the retail counters as the magazine was extremly cheap. [The magazine looked very similar to the Economist.] I wanted to buy it but decided to look at the other items first. Later, when I came back to the counter and I saw a group of people lining up at the counter. I joined the queue and by the time I reached the counter, I was told the magazine was sold out. I was angry at myself for not buying it earlier when there was no one at the counter.
I walked away from the counter and noticed that my colleagues were not on that floor. I went down to the ground-floor, walked out of the building, and into the car park. I saw our car was still there.
I walked back past the security guard and into the next building. Inside, I asked some of the people working there whether they have seen my colleagues. Some of them burst out laughing when I told them I couldn’t find my colleagues and the magazine was sold out.
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Are these two dreams together telling me to buy some Bitcoin before more buyers queue to buy? Are people laughing at me when I told them I had the opportunity to buy but did not?
Published by Wai on May 12, 2019 11:46am. Category: General
(Dream on 10 May 2019)
I was not selected to perform that day, so I went to the cafeteria for a snack. Halfway through my snack, I was told by another performer to go to the performer's room quickly. I went there and found everything in chaos, as the main performers for the show did not turn up. The show director passed me a note asking me to give a performance on "Spirituality". I had no idea what to do or say. This was not even my topic or something I have performed before.
A stage supervisor tried to help me get into the right frame of mind. He quickly organised a race between two small groups of people representing good and evil, and we raced along the corridors. I played the part of evil, a big fat blob, and of course, I lost the race as good triumphed over evil.
My turn to perform came and I went up to the stage dressed like a big fat blob and delivered my act. I fumbled and forgot my lines several times. Towards the end, spontaneously and without any preparation, I sang loudly:
"Memory. All alone in the moonlight. I can smile at the old days, I was beautiful then. I remember the time I knew what happiness was. Let the memory live again ...." [Memory from the musical Cats]
At the end of the song, I collapsed on the floor. Everyone in the audience stood up and cheered.
When the attendants came to help me, I was already dead.
Published by Wai on April 3, 2019 2:50am. Category: General
I just returned from a tour of Egypt with mixed feelings. Like someone who hasn't seen his birth place for some time, I went to Egypt with great enthusiasm. It was something I wanted to do but never had the chance until now.
Strangely, standing at the foot of the Great Pyramid (Cheops) and looking up, I felt nothing, no feelings except that it was huge. As I walked across to the Pyramid of Khafre, I remembered the last time I was there, it wasn't sand but grass that I walked on. At the foot of Khafre, I remember the scene - all three Pyramids were white and smooth and there were small tress and grass everywhere. It was not the desert that it is now. And the Pyramids were not built to house the tombs of Pharaohs.
Cruising down the Nile, I had another glimpse of the past. When Pharaoh sailed along the Nile, there were many other boats laden with food and these boats distributed food to the villagers along the bank. It was like a festival, a celebration, and appreciation from Pharaoh to his people, every time he and his entourage sailed along the river.
During the horse and buggy ride to the Temple of Edfu, I saw my coachman whipping his horse to get it to keep up with the others. I felt the pain of the horse as it tried to gallop faster. Another realisation that I am in the similar situation - whipped by people at the top to produce more for their benefit. I am as much a slave to the elites as the horse is to the coachman.
My biggest dismay was when I arrived at Memphis. Is this all that is left of this great city?
Every night, I returned to my room exhausted. I dreaded the next day when I had to listen to all the untruths spouted by the tour guides about Egyptian history, religion, culture. I guess they are just doing their jobs. Like me. Like the horse that got whipped.
The Egypt that I lived in my past life, is not the Egypt of today. Everything changed. I too.
Published by Wai on August 2, 2018 11:21pm. Category: General
I notice my life is like a merry-go-round, although mine isn't merry or amusing.
From good health to poor health, from lots of money to lack of money, from great friendships to terrible ones, round and round I go.
My merry-go-round is like a dance, not the usual "two steps forward, one step backward" that many people talk about. Mine is more like "five steps forward, four steps backward". And it takes me three to five years from the starting point to finish back at the starting point.
Many have warned about being stagnant, doing the same things over and over again, and getting nowhere.
But what do I know? I'm in the dance. So I dance, five steps forward, four steps backward. The other alternative is to end the dance and I am not ready to do that yet.
Published by Wai on September 11, 2015 11:50am. Category: General
I went on a 15-day tour of England, Scotland and Ireland in July 2015. The tour ended in London where I spent another four days.
The last time I was in London was in 1993 and while I marvelled at the new buildings and the London Eye, I cannot help noticing that London is not what it was in 1993. There are now so many immigrants that I was told that the national dish of England is no longer fish and chips but chicken tika massala.
I went to a pub for dinner one evening and sat next to a fellow diner. We had an interesting conversation about England and how much it has changed.
When the subject turned to immigration, I asked him how he felt about being an Englishman and soon-to-be a minority in his own country.
"Well, the English pillaged India, the Middle East, Eastern Europe during the last two centuries. Now these people are taking over the country. I guess its retribution, karma!" he said.
Many developed countries are now having an immigration crisis as more and more people from their former colonies are moving into their countries.
Published by Wai on September 8, 2015 1:10pm. Category: General
After hearing from many sources (Kryon, Cosmic Awareness, Alfred Webre, Simon Parkes, Doloros Cannon ... ) that humanity is now on a positive timeline after we crossed the Dec 21, 2012 marker, I don't seem to care much about what is going on.
It's like I know my life work - to help people, to learn and experience - is almost completed and I will return home soon.
Nowadays, I am happy just to do some teaching, go travelling around the world, and work on myself spiritually.
Published by Wai on June 23, 2015 10:42am. Category: General
[Dream on 22 June 2015]
My Alumni sent me an invitation to attend their fund-raising fair. Since I have not seen my former classmates for more than 20 years, I decided to go to the fair.
When I reached the school, there were many people already lining up at the reception counter. I joined the queue and after 15 minutes, I collected my name-tag and a goodies bag.
I didn't want to carry two bags - the goodies bag and my briefcase - so I emptied the goodies bag items onto a table, opened my briefcase, and started putting the items into it.
At that moment, a former classmate joined me and he too did the same thing - putting his goodies bag items into his messenger bag. We sat there chatting until one of the organisers told us to go to Tent 22 to collect a set of coupons, some were worth as much as $200.00.
We walked to Tent 22 and my friend collected his coupons after handing over his form. When my turn came, I can't find the form. It was not in my briefcase, and I was sure I put everything into it. I explained that I can't find the form and I wasn't even sure it was in the goodies bag when I collected it. Tent 22 was manned by five Army cadets and the senior cadet simply said "No form, no coupons".
My friend told me to wait there while he looked for the event organiser. He came back 10 minutes later with an event organiser, who was also in our graduating class. He told the Army cadets he would vouch for me and they reluctantly gave me the coupons.
After winning a number of games using the coupons, my briefcase was full. My friend told me he has to leave and we said our good-byes. I walked back to the same table and emptied all the items onto the table. There were a couple of bulky toys and a teddy bear, plus lots of paper, adverts, brochures, and my own business documents. As I started putting back items that I wanted, I noticed two small envelopes.
I tore open the evelopes and each of them has a form!
How could I miss them in the beginning? I was now too embarrassed to go back to Tent 22 and hand the forms back to the cadets. I looked around and see if anyone wanted the forms. Everyone shook their head when asked. Reluctantly, I walked back to Tent 22 and told the senior cadet what happened.
He laughed and said that only a small number of goodies bags have the forms. Now you have another two. Since many people did not collect the coupons, we still have many left and you can have them. However, you only have less than five minutes to use them as the fair closes in five minutes time.
I looked around and saw a number of game stalls already closed. There was no way I could use up all the coupons in 5 minutes.
Published by Wai on February 26, 2015 1:16pm. Category: General
[Dream on 25 Feb 2015]
Twenty of us stood outside a Japanese restaurant, waiting for someone from the restaurant to bring us inside.
While the others were waiting, I walked to a nearby tram stop and watched people getting on and off the tram. A couple of minutes later, I walked back to the restaurant and noticed that my friends were not there. They must have gone into the restaurant.
I walked into the restaurant and did not see any of my friends in the waiting area. I walked out of the waiting area and into a big room where there were many people eating. Again, I did not see my friends. I ran out of the room into another room. There were people eating in this room too. I walked up to one of the waiters and asked him whether he saw a group of visitors. The waiter continued serving as though I did not exist. I asked another person who was eating. He continued eating as though I did not exist.
Getting no answers, I walked out of this room into another room. This room had a door. I opened it and walked out of the building.
Outside, there were a few people but I did not see any of my friends. I turned and went back into the restaurant. I walked in and realised that it was not the same room that I left earlier. This room looked more like an Italian restaurant. I ran into another room, and into another room, and into another room. They were all different. I was totally lost. Finally, I saw a door and I walked out. In front of me was a field.
I walked across the field and saw a bus stop. Since there was nothing else I could do, I decided to get onto a bus and asked for directions. A few minutes later, a bus arrived. I got on the bus and it was crowded. At the next stop, a number of children got off and I saw the bus conductor, dressed in a white uniform, standing at the back of the bus.
I walked up to the bus conductor and told her that I was lost. She looked at me and told me that many people got lost in this part of the woods and she would help me at the next stop.
When we got to the next stop, she pointed at a brown building and told me to go around the building to where the bus station was located. Inside the bus station, I should be able to ask someone for directions to get back to my hotel.
I thanked her, got off the bus and headed towards the brown building.Walking quickly, I turned round the corner of the brown building.
Published by Wai on February 7, 2015 12:43am. Category: General
[Dream on 07 Feb 2015]
I was sitting my classmates, waiting to receive my graduation certificate. A friend from another class popped in and was surprised that I had not received my certificate yet. He received his graduation certificate two hours ago.
A few minutes later, a teacher walked into the classroom with a stack of certificates. He started the graduation ceremony and told us what a great job we did during the semester. As he started calling out the names of students to come forward to receive their certificates, I took out my camera and I asked my friend to take a picture of me receiving my certificate. I waited patiently as my classmates collected their certificates. When the ceremony ended, my name was not called.
I went up to the teacher and told him that I did not receive my certificate. He told me to go to the office and check with the staff there. I packed my bag and walked to the office. The staff at the office went through my school records and found that I did not complete one module. I asked him what was the module I did not complete. He copied a code from my records, passed it to me, and told me to go to the examination centre to find out what that code meant.
I was so disappointed when I left the office. If I missed a module, it meant that I would have to stay back at school to complete it. I was so envious of my friend who left for the airport and would be home soon.
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My interpretation of this dream is that there is still something that I need to learn or fulfil before I can graduate. At this moment, I have no idea what this is. Maybe I need to patch up a bad relationship, or I need to visit a certain place...