Water World



Water is soft but strong enough to wear away hard stones.

December 22, 2012. Saturday. I always dream of so much water – all sorts of it. It’s a common scene in my dreams to find myself alone having some kind of water adventures while in real life I don’t even know how to swim. I had swim in a clear deep river with all kinds of beautiful fish and stones on the riverbed. I have caught by a rushing wild river, struggled for my life and survived. I had swim calmly in muddy water with nothing to see at all but its fog. I have fallen from a waterfall but dived in successfully. I had swim through the sewerage system in the city, dirty and stinky, and got out relieved from a one of a kind adventure.  I took a shower and/or bath in my dreams which were sometimes satisfactory and sometimes interrupted. I was lost in the sea and lived. I played with waters a lot. In real life, I like water as it keeps me cool. And I’m in love with the rain.

 

I have witnessed a perfect scene of moving water – it was at the heart of a vast forest I haven’t been into. The water started off from a not too big or too small waterfall. It was beautiful with a fairytale kind of effects. It continuously fell on the already filled bottom where fish of different kinds were falling and jumping, happily. It gently made its way wider and wider, touching every stones and plants nearby, flowing beautifully. Watching the whole scene closely, I found out something amazing. It then flowed upwards in a perfect 90 degrees, then perfectly level its way parallel to the river bed for about a few meters and continued to a perfect 90 degrees fall. It was beautiful and weird at the same time. I saw the fish go where the water flow. I enjoyed the view.

 

I had a dream the other day that only two buckets of water are supplied everyday. I was enjoying hand washing some clothes and getting myself wet at the same time then I got arrested. I was caught on the spot spending so much water than what was allowed. It was the weirdest dream I ever had. Water has always been so abundant in my dreams and now it seems scarce! I was somehow puzzled after waking up from that dream. They said, in dreams, water symbolizes one’s emotional state. But most of the time, I thought it’s because I simply love water in real life and/or because I’m in a hot country.  Well, moving on to what they say about water, I thought the water scarcity is caused by so much busyness for this month. I can barely have time to think or feel anything `coz all I want to do is to sleep. Hopefully I can get so much before this year ends and have more refreshing moments in my dreams!