Thursday, April 5, 2007
...I don't remeber much about my dream last night / this morning. I do remember the last part where I was at this dingy abandoned building that used to be a shopping mall. The presence of well-to-do people belie its "dingy, abandoned" status. And I get the feeling that this people may buy that building to either refurbish it or tear it down to make way for a new one.
In hindsight, those "well-to-do" people folks look like members of a religious congregation and it seems that they might turn the building into some sort of church. There's a religious group here in the Philippines who call themselves "Victory" and they've recently purchased the abandoned movie section of the Harrison Plaza mall and opened up a storefront church. They've done similar things in other malls and they've began popping up all over the place. All this on a Goood Friday...
That said, the abandoned building is also occupied by homeless people. In one area, there was a father who was chastising his adult son about forcing his wife to live in derelict conditions. The son shoots back and said that if he had the money, he'd buy his wife an apartment. I remember thinking that if I had a wife...and plenty of dough...I'd buy her a house instead. It was then that I dreamt within a dream (fantasize, actually) about having lunch in this huge veranda overlooking a garden that was as big as a golf course. For some reason, I do always fantasize about that.
In hindsight, those "well-to-do" people folks look like members of a religious congregation and it seems that they might turn the building into some sort of church. There's a religious group here in the Philippines who call themselves "Victory" and they've recently purchased the abandoned movie section of the Harrison Plaza mall and opened up a storefront church. They've done similar things in other malls and they've began popping up all over the place. All this on a Goood Friday...
That said, the abandoned building is also occupied by homeless people. In one area, there was a father who was chastising his adult son about forcing his wife to live in derelict conditions. The son shoots back and said that if he had the money, he'd buy his wife an apartment. I remember thinking that if I had a wife...and plenty of dough...I'd buy her a house instead. It was then that I dreamt within a dream (fantasize, actually) about having lunch in this huge veranda overlooking a garden that was as big as a golf course. For some reason, I do always fantasize about that.
