Geesh, another night of weird dreams. This time it was creepy.

In my first dream, we had this plot of land where cremated remains were interred. I saw a cousin who was about to deposit the remains of her husband. It was placed in a travel bag (which in hindsight is funny). The dream was creepy because the husband is alive and kicking as we speak.

This dream must have been inspired by my experience almost two years ago. I had the remains of a maternal uncle exhumed, cremated, and interred at a more permanent place (the lease for the previous niche was expiring at that time). I am reposting the LiveJournal entry:

This is with regards to the transfer of my maternal uncle’s remains. We had it cremated and transferred to a small place. So here are the pics.

The caretakers opening the tomb.

The opened tomb.

The coffin and what’s inside.

The caretakers transferring the bones in a box. Note that they were doing so using bare hands.

My uncle’s mortal remains after 25 years.

Preparing for the cremation.

The remains after cremation.

They have to grind the charred bones.

Transferring the ashes to the urn.

This is the place where we interred the ashes.

In his niche.

Sealed forever in peace.

Anyway, the other dream was about seeing two churches in one place. The first one was huge, the other one was smaller. And the mass in the smaller church was unusual, using corn chips as hosts, and the altar was a folding bed. This dream must have been inspired by a twin church in Germany that I saw in KBS World.

And oh, I had not taken any medicine last night, just to preempt Joyfulchicken’s usual retort he he he.

I must admit I am befuddled about the concept of MU (short for mutual understanding). As far as I understand it, it is a sort of a limbo or a purgatory, a midpoint from being friends to being lovers. Two people who knows they love each other, but hasn’t arrived at an agreement, to be explicitly exclusive to each other, that they are committed to each other. They just know that they are in love.

I always wonder why can’t they just admit it to each other and come to an agreement. There are so many ambiguities involved in an MU situation. Like: is any of the two entitled to get jealous? Is any of the two allowed to flirt? What if someone courts the other? Are these ambiguities even worth the effort of being in an MU situation?

Or maybe people are enamored to the “flexible” arrangement of MU. Afterall, in an MU situation, there is no commitment. That means any of the party can bail out without the necessary mess. Any of the party can go seek out what’s there. They get to keep their options open. In short, getting the benefits of being in a relationship but without the responsibilities.

My advice to those under MU: go talk to each other, solidify your status, and commit. Being in MU is just like fooling with each other with no strings attached.

Actually, it was two dreams in one night, but the other one was fuzzy. So I will relate one that is clearer.

In that dream last night, I was a member of a counter-terrorist organization, and I was in complete battle gear. I was carrying what appears to be M16 on first inspection, but is actually heavily modified. In a certain mission, there were three of us, and we were to infiltrate a room. The two will barge in while I provide cover.

They forced the door open, and several people emerged, I’m not sure if they are armed or not. Then I shoot all of them, and to my horror I saw minors among the dead. Apparently there was another minor who was still inside. I feel guilty, and to atone for the crime, I took the child and raised him.

Well, the next dream was fuzzy, but what I can remember is that I was trying to take a picture of the Araneta Coliseum, only that it has changed its name, can’t remember what it is. The rest I cannot remember at all.

This is a reflection of the word “bugaw” as a paradox.

That word can be used in two diferent contexts.

“Oi, bugawin mo nga mga langaw!” (Translation: Drive the flies off!)
“Tigilan mo na ang pambubugaw!” (Translation: Stop pimping girls!)

As you can see from the examples above, the word “bugaw” has two different, opposite meanings. See? One word, different meaning. One means to drive away; the other to pimp, to act as bridge between a client and a whore. The paradox: in life, sometimes, the more you drive someone away, the more he clings to you. Whatever.

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Movies I missed this year:

Eragon
300 (saw this on DVD, though, care of Ivan)
TMNT
Spiderman 3
Pirates of the Carribean: At World’s End
Shrek the Third (not that I like Shrek)
Transformers
Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
The Simpsons Movie
Ratatouille

And a lot of indie films.

What.A.Life.

Allow me to rant today. For the first time, I will use the more tag for those who’d rather skip the rant.

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A friend posted the following:

“You see, I think there comes a time when a man has to ask himself whether he wants a life of happiness or a life of meaning.”

“I’d like to have both.”

“It can’t be done. Two very different paths. I mean, to be truly happy a man must live absolutely in the present, and with no thought of what’s gone before, and no thought of what lies ahead. But a life of meaning, a man is condemned to wallow in the past, and obsess about the future.”

Isn’t it possible to be happy in wallowing in the past and obsessing about the future? What do you think?

The only thing that I regret about last Wednesday is the fact that I got to go home immediately and not join the after-parties.

PS: When I read Heneroso Bistokya, I am reminded of this song:

Kumusta na mga bata, kumusta na mga bata,
May natutunan ba kayo?

Well, as for learning after reading Heneroso….. next topic please. Peace!

Let me share this joke (from Saunders Log):

A helicopter was flying around above Seattle when an electrical malfunction disabled all of the aircraft’s electronic navigation and communications equipment.

Due to the clouds and haze, the pilot could not determine the helicopter’s position. The pilot saw a tall building, flew toward it, circled, and held up a handwritten sign that said “WHERE AM I?” in large letters. People in the tall building quickly responded to the aircraft, drew a large sign, and held it in a building window. Their sign said “YOU ARE IN A HELICOPTER.”

The pilot smiled, waved, looked at his map, determined the course to steer to SEATAC airport, and landed safely. After they were on the ground, the copilot asked the pilot how he had done it.

“I knew it had to be Microsoft, because they gave me a technically correct but completely useless answer.”