they say that dreams are a way of looking into the mystery called life. in dreams, you see things that have happened, are happening or yet to happen. a good dream is one fortieth of prophecy. dreams are our subconscious, living in ways not possible except on their terms. we work out our anxieties and live our unexpressed lives through our dreams.
i believe in all these, for many times, i have experienced deja-vus. and remember them from the scenes that play out in my mind at night.
they say that souls call out to each other in sleep, and affinity brings these calling souls to a meeting place. at that place, these souls catch glimpses of secrets of the past, present and future. and at that place, they experience alternate lives. good or bad, is another matter altogether.
i write this, because both my sister and i dreamt of our father, who is in nigeria currently, last night. while she told me about it, she does not know that i had had a dream about our father as well.
to make it more freaky, our dreams were disarmingly coherent in terms of subject matter - family trouble.
i dont know what to make of it.
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--- majnun (ma:zhnoon) --- madman, one who is possessed "I pass by these walls, the walls of Layla; And I kiss this wall and that wall; It’s not Love of the houses that has taken my heart; But of the One who dwells in those houses"
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