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DREAMS : 2001



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December 24, 2001
Monday 11:38 am

MANGAGOY & THE SQUIRREL CD-ROM:
I was in Mangagoy, attending something. And saw the cityscape, on a rainy morning. And realized just how beautiful a place could be if you allow it to be beautiful.
___ There was a church, and I see Sheerin coming out from it in a rush and greeting me. She is in a resplendent gown of silver and blue. She has eye makeup that's nice and silvery too. And she is inviting me to go to her wedding in a few days. I will, I say.

And suddenly I am in a large stadium where they hold the basketball games. At each corner is a riser that goes up the entire height of the place and at each segmenbt of the riser, there is a cheerleader/dancer gyrating to the beat. On each platform there is a camera too, that captures each dancer. Unfortunately while we watch a certain dancer, she loses her balance and falls off her platform and falls to her death. This creates a panic among the crowd, and even the other dancers. At least one more dancer decides to jump-- upon realizing that she's lost her friend. And there are 2 bodies on the ground, a floor which appears to be lined with eggshell carton.

Next scene, I am in a boat-sized restaurant, a small space. And they are open but not quite operational. Good thing we know the owners. We come in, a few 4-A guys and Agnes and have some iced water as we talk in the empty resto.And then talk goes to the cheerleader dancers who died., And pretty soon it goes to a children's book which they lay out on the table. It is about a gopher or squirrel and his adventures and I am incredulously hearing from Paul Santos and TJ Parpan that they are betting their fortune on creating merchandising for this character, including CD-ROMs…. And I can't believe any kid would fall for a ploy like that. But I say nothing.

Pretty soon, in my mind's eye, I can picture how some of the cut scenes in the CD-ROM game will look like: I see tanks, and robots, and trucks and wilderness scenes, snow and timber. And I see tanks going up ramps to enter hi-tech military installations. Ooops. No squirrel here.


December 26, 2001:

DARK MEAT CATACOMBS
Had a dream of a dark dank place. In Iloilo of all places. I was going thru a hotel entrance to get to the back areas, where they had a storage for corpses. Except this was less like a morgue and more like a holocaust or a genocide site , with mass graves. The bodies were wrapped in sacks and placed on the ground as sandbags. You had to step on these dead bodies in sacks in order to get up the stairs to the higher areas, I don't think I was able to get halfway. There was no smell I could really detect in the dream, but what was gross was that every few steps or so, Youu could spy the bodies inside a sack or two. Some ofd the sacks were coming undone. And yes, there was meat inside, bloody dark meat.

___ We were in a back area. Which looked like a warehouse or a sugar factory with large open spaces, that were filled with the body bags. Bannisters were made of bamboo sticks used for parols, and cardboard (of all things), and the body bag staircase led to some strange area on the 2nd level. Which I never got to see. And maybe for sanity's sake I am glad I never got to lay eyes on it.
___ There was some mestizo dude who was leading us on a tour of the Iloilo hotel, which was the façade for the strange warehouse of corpses. I don't know if he followed us into the body bag staircase.


December 27, 2001 :Thursday 9:37 am

CHASING THRU THE CHINESE RESTO
I am with Agnes and Naya, I think. And we are in a foreign land. Hong Kong probably. And we are being chased by gangsters. Or police. Or thieves. Or goons. And we duck them by going into a large chinese restaurant that apparently has many descending floors. We go in and order something, or have a few US dollars exchanged, and try to wait it out, but unfortunately, I think they've spotted us going into the resto so we start moving again, going down the floors and trying to avoid the waiters' confused expressions and the head waiter's disapproving stares. The lower floors also have rooms, except there are better divisions, it is designed for more private meetings. We move around till we get to an opening where there is an elevator door. We're not sure whether we should take it. Meanwhile our pursuers are gaining on us, and we are nervous and anxious, and heartbeats are all a-flutter. We're close to panicking.
___ Somehow or other, we are saved by police or investigators led by Ray Yap, who lead us to this place where all of us wait outside in the cold air (much like the JVP leftovers party) . And we have to stay in one area, with batches of files and folders, so that we can help these people catch whoever was chasing us. We can't let the files out of our sight, for fear that they may be tampered with by corrupt cops.
___ And then suddenly I am on the rooftop of the LHS I think. It is some Jesuit structure. I am kicking a smalll rubber ball around and it lands in a puddle of collected rainwater in one of the roof's drainage canals. I will pick it up later, when classes are over and it's not as nakakahiya to be seen jumping around. I just don't want the students to see me jumping around on the ropoftop while they are listening to their teachers in lecture rooms.

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