The dream of Eternity
I am not a clairvoyant or a fortuneteller nor an oneiromancer. Yesterday I’ve witnessed the most intense dream of my life. Before this experience I never thought of dreams in this certain way, that they are revelation from the superior being. All my life I’ve believed that the dreams are creation of our inner selves, the creation of our conscious and sub-conscious. But after witnessing this particular dream I am convinced that they could be anything from a revelation to the penetrating impulses into your aura.
Yesterday night, I woke up just before dawn. It was not new to me; I 'd been suffering from sleeplessness for a long time. But the special thing was that I was very tired, and the sweat covered me all over. By the time I regained my orientation I came to know that I was on my bed. Then like a flash the whole experience was recalled to my mind. I was quite horrified. I don’t know whether to call it a dream or a nightmare. Another special thing about my dream was that it involved certain people I’d never met all my life, and certain words that I’d never heard all my life but they are present in the Dictionary, and were used there in the dream in perfect manner.
It all started with the blur vision of me, some of my very close relatives and the faces that I’d not seen in my whole life. We were all walking on the shingle road with uneven surface but it was not hard to walk on it. We had our backs to the misty horizon. The horizon on our back was so blur that I was not able to see anything there, but in front of us was a dune of white sand not much high. The sand was the whitest I’d ever seen in my life had a cold touch. The sun was shining brightly over us and we had almost reached the dune, when someone spoke quite loudly to us, “This is the Land of Ice.” I was astonished at this remark that he called a land of white sand The Land of Ice. Meanwhile I had climbed up the dune. As I reached up the hill, a cool breeze blown through the place. That smell in the air, I just could not forget, so fresh and so pure. But the most wonderful sight was the other side of the dune. There was a sea; not very large one but could be a gulf or something. There were mountains on the other side of the sea, all covered with brown clouds, thundering brown clouds. It seemed that it was raining on the other side of the gulf.
The atmosphere was fresh and the breeze was cool though the sun was shining bright. But above all there was a sense of purity. I don’t know why I am saying it, but somehow it was in my senses that this world was pure. There I saw naked figures but instead of voluptuousness they were depicting the glory of mankind. So pure, so selfless was that world and so magical. We were all happy there and the happiness came from inside. Everybody was dancing and chatting, at a moment I thought of it as heaven but my senses told me that it is not. I don’t know why but I was not convinced that this was the paradise and later it was disclosed to me that it was not.
I ran and danced like others and when I was tired I came close to the umbrella under which my family was sitting. There were a lot of other umbrellas under which the people were sitting on the white chairs. There I noticed that the white sand on which I walked was not as soft as the real sand but hard like the barren land. I took no further notice of it and started chatting with different people. It was here that I chatted with certain people I never had seen all my life. I joined a group of people and started listening what they are saying. The only conspicuous sentences I remember were about life. One man who had an impressive personality to me, recited some of verses in great poetic style
When you sail in the sea of perpetuity
The only island is life
While passing through the world of darkness
The only lightening is life
On the road to nowhere
The only stop is life
In the never ending voyage
The only discovery is life
The dream of eternity
Life after life after life
This was the only part of the poem I remembered. But these verses had a magical affect over me. All the joy within me disappeared and some kind of unknown grief surrounded me. I stared walking toward my family. At this point the whole of the scene changed, it proved to be a turning point in the dream, from where it was transformed from a dream of pleasure to a nightmare. On my way back I saw a distant relative of mine drowning in the sand. At first I could not understand what was happening. I saw the brown drops of water falling over the part where he was sitting and instead of wetting the sand, they are changing it to quick sand type of thing. Later I realized that all the sunlight had disappeared and our hill was also covered by those thundering brown clouds, which I noticed on the other side of the sea on the mountains. They were all over us and on the vast sea. I ran forward in an attempt to save the drowning fellow. By that time the raindrops stared to fall all over our place and changed all the white sand into the blackish brown quick sand like mass. Everybody tried to run to the other side where we had came from, but were caught in this mass. Now in this condition of emergency everybody tried first to save himself and then his relatives. Even I first tried to save myself and then I got hold of my younger brother. I tried to save him too. But after struggling for a long time all became still. It was quite dark now, and the rain had stopped but the clouds were still there. We all came out of the sand and started walking on the road, on which we reached this place. While walking back I noticed that still the horizon was clear and this time I could see further than before, much further than before.
I was very much concerned about this dream because it was the most logical and revealing dream of life and it changed my whole views of thinking. Even this would be true that it changed my philosophy of life. But still there is room for interpretation, I interpreted it in my way, according to my knowledge and you should interpret it according to your belief and your knowledge.