Is it ok to just come for a sleep, a dream?
Dear Ambassador Fckfrg,
I trust this letter finds you well. I am writing to share with you two dreams that have recently unfolded in my mind, leaving me with a profound curiosity and a desire to explore their deeper meanings.
In the first dream, I found myself in a state of freefall. I was in the sky, falling, but not in a state of fear. Instead, there was a sense of liberation, as if I was shedding layers of apprehension. The atmosphere was ethereal, otherworldly, and a massive celestial giant god appeared in the distance, observing me. As I was falling, I noticed that I was not alone. There were others with me, performing to dead soldiers. Suddenly, I found myself sinking underwater, surrounded by emaciated figures. I reached out to touch each one, and as I did, they began to regain their strength and rise to the surface. Then, I found myself standing in a pool of blood. Finally, I found myself in a barren desert, dragging a pile of chains. The celestial giant god appeared once more, extending a hand to me. I dropped the chains and took their hand, ready to let go of my past and embrace the future.
The very next night, I found myself in another dream, this time at my parents' home. A giant chameleon was descending a ladder that was being used to paint the house. It slipped into the house through a window close to the roof, a window I had never noticed before. The house had transformed into a community place for a religious group. I was a novice in this community, assigned to assist in medical research. Sleep habits were being modified, with people now required to sleep under isolating materials and earth. I was on a mission, parting through heaps of material by dragging a big bundle of cloth along with me. At the far side of the room, I opened a big cabinet, and that's when I received a surprising message about the community leader. The leader, who I had believed to be a bishop, was actually a pimp, a trickster who had recently purchased the city's whorehouse.
Upon reflection, I noticed some potential connections between these two dreams. Both dreams seem to involve a transformation and a sense of discovery. However, I am left with several questions. What could the chameleon in the second dream symbolize? Could it be a metaphor for adaptability and change? And what about the community leader who turns out to be a pimp? Could he symbolize the deceptive nature of appearances? I also wonder about the potential connection between the community place in the second dream and the celestial giant god in the first dream. Could the community place represent a form of spiritual guidance, similar to the celestial giant god? And could the changes in sleep habits in the second dream be related to the freefall in the first dream, symbolizing a departure from the norm and a willingness to embrace new experiences?
I am eager to hear your thoughts on these dreams and the potential connections between them. Your insights have always been enlightening, and I look forward to our continued discussions.
Yours sincerely,
Mi