Peping's Personal Blog

The Dream of a Divided Land: A Personal Reflection on a Nightmarish Vision   The night's embrace was shattered by a visceral dream, a tapestry woven from the threads of conflict and fear. It wasn't a dream of abstract violence, but a deeply personal experience, a haunting echo of the ongoing conflict between Israel and Palestine. The dream, raw and unsettling, left me grappling with its complexities and the profound emotions it evoked.   The dream unfolded in a fragmented landscape, a mosaic of despair and resilience. I found myself navigating a war-torn cityscape, the air thick with the acrid scent of smoke and the echoes of distant explosions. The streets were deserted, save for the occasional figure huddled in fear, their faces etched with the pain of displacement and loss.   The first scene unfolded in a dilapidated building, a refuge for Palestinian survivors. It was a sanctuary, a fragile haven amidst the chaos. The building itself was a testament to the...

A Dream of Ambition, Success, and Unexpected Truths   The corrected version of the text is as follows:   The dream began in a whirlwind of ambition and pressure. I found myself sitting in a vast, high-rise office, a scene reminiscent of the bustling, cutthroat world of the movie "Wall Street." The air thrummed with palpable energy, a symphony of ambition and competition. Hundreds of men, a blend of American and Asian faces, all clad in crisp suits and ties, were locked in a silent battle for success. The room felt like a stage, the air thick with the scent of power and expectation.   My task was simple: sales and the stock market. But the competition was fierce, each man a formidable force in his own right. We were all vying for the same prize, the coveted recognition of being among the top performers. My close friend, whose name I couldn't recall in the dream, sat beside me. His name was called first, and I was genuinely happy for him. He deserved it. We high...

The Elephant in the Room: A Dream of Escape   The dream started innocently enough. I was in a classroom, not unlike the one I attended as a child. But this classroom was filled with a strange, unsettling tension. In the center, a young boy named Oliver sat huddled with a group of adults, his eyes wide with a mixture of fear and fascination. The adults were frantically frying something, the aroma of sizzling fat filling the air. "The smell will attract them."   I looked around, searching for the source of their fear. Then I saw them – a man huddled outside the classroom doors, his eyes gleaming with hunger. He was not alone. They were desperate, their faces gaunt and their bodies thin. They were the "hungry people," the adults had called them.   As the adults finished frying. They killed the parents and steal their food, their faces twisted with a primal hunger, and then proceeded to fry his parents body instead. Oliver, still alive, watched in horror as ...

In the realm of dreams, a peculiar sequence unfolded. I found myself standing before my manager, who was furious over a process document I had prepared. The document contained an error, stating that a client should be processed by another department, a responsibility they vehemently denied. The manager of that department confronted me, and I defended myself, explaining that I had merely copied the information from a previous document.   Suddenly, the scene shifted. We were all vying for an invitation to an outing worth 2600 pesos. A friend handed me 2000 pesos, insisting that she had already given me the remaining 600. I didn't want to upset her, but I stood my ground, asserting that she hadn't given me the full amount.   The dream morphed once again, transporting us under the seabed. There, we discovered a rich deposit of gasoline on the Manila side, but we faced a problem - the gasoline couldn't be transferred to the Bicol side. The manager of the department m...

In my dream, my family and I were enjoying a serene ride in a hot air balloon, taking in the picturesque views of the countryside below. As we floated above the remote province where we were vacationing, I noticed a strange sight. Four men were riding a tricycle, two of whom were dressed in white uniforms, the attire of criminology students.   Something about the scene struck me as odd; the two students seemed unconscious, possibly intoxicated. A chilling realization dawned upon me - they had been kidnapped and were being molested. Fear gripped me as I understood the gravity of the situation unfolding beneath us in this remote location.   As our hot air balloon continued its journey back to our hotel, we flew closer to the location where the captors were taking their victims. My heart pounded as I saw a large crowd of men gathered there, their intentions seemingly malicious. The sight filled me with dread, and I felt an urgent need to protect my family.   Once...

In my dream, I found myself standing in the vast expanse of an airport. The hustle and bustle of travelers around me created a cacophony of sounds, but my focus was solely on the other side of the terminal. There, I saw my family, their faces a blend of anticipation and melancholy, preparing to board a plane to a new destination.   I too was embarking on a journey, but our paths were diverging. The distance between us seemed to stretch further with each passing moment. Overcome with emotion, I shouted a heartfelt goodbye across the terminal. The words echoed around me, a stark contrast to the noise of the airport.   Tears welled up in my eyes, blurring my vision. The pain of separation was sharp, like a physical ache. A sense of foreboding washed over me, as if I was saying goodbye for the last time. The thought was chilling - the idea that this might be the last time they'd see me alive.   Suddenly, the dream shifted, and I found myself jolted awake. The remn...

In my dream, I found myself watching a variety show that had different scenes. At first, I thought it was a bit corny, but as the show progressed and became chaotic, I couldn't help but laugh by the end. It was an unexpected turn of events that brought joy to my dream.   Suddenly, the dream shifted, and I found myself in a swamp with two of my friends. As we explored the surroundings, we stumbled upon two magnificent white wolves. Although they seemed calm, they warned one of my friends to stay back, as they could potentially be wild. However, to our surprise, one of the wolves vanished and appeared on our side. Now, there were three wolves, including a black one. Despite their presence, they remained calm and curious, adding an air of mystery to the dream.   And just like that, I woke up, leaving the dream behind but carrying with me the memory of the unexpected laughter and the encounter with the majestic wolves. It was a dream that sparked curiosity and left me ...

In my dream, it felt like we were in a different world, accompanied by our family. It felt like we were inside the terminal of an airplane. I saw my cousin, Seek, sleeping on a throw pillow, looking uncomfortable. We decided to move him to a different spot, but he was still fast asleep. I couldn't help but laugh at how he looked while sleeping.   Suddenly, an announcement was made that it was time for us to board the airplane. We hurriedly walked towards the boarding area, but the path we took was made of wooden planks with ankle-deep floodwater. Some people were walking on an elevated bridge on the other side. We managed to get on the plane, and I was assigned to seat #8. I noticed that the interior of the plane resembled a room in a house. There were bunk beds divided by blankets and chairs with assigned numbers. When I saw my seat, it was a monoblock chair with someone still sitting on it. However, as soon as I mentioned that it was my seat, the woman left. I was rel...

A Dream Encounter: Unraveling an Alien Mystery in El Nido   Once upon a dream, I found myself in the picturesque paradise of El Nido, surrounded by its pristine beaches and crystal-clear waters. However, something peculiar caught my attention as I gazed upon the shoreline. The people on the beach appeared different, taller, and with a unique skin color. It was as if they were not from this world.   I couldn't help but feel a sense of intrigue and curiosity as I observed their blank faces and their inquisitive gazes directed towards us. It became clear to me that these beings were aliens, observing our presence on their unfamiliar territory.   Accompanied by my family, we sought refuge in a house that stood before us, adorned with three doors made of tin cans. I sensed that people had previously sought shelter here, while the aliens had their own designated area.   As my brother joined us, he took a shower in one of the rooms, unaware that it belonged to s...

Once upon a time, in the realm of dreams, I found myself in the presence of five distinct groups of people. Among them, two faces seemed strangely familiar, evoking a sense of recognition deep within me. As I gazed upon them, a surge of anger welled up inside, compelling me to utter words filled with fury, "You will meet your demise as well!"   In that moment, it felt as if the air crackled with a mystical energy. I sensed that the woman before me was attempting to cast a spell, to wield magic against me. But something within me stirred, and I instinctively turned the tables, redirecting her magic back towards her. A sudden jolt coursed through the dream, and I witnessed her writhing in agony, her screams echoing through the ethereal landscape.   As the dream shifted once more, I found myself within the confines of a house. A triumphant feeling washed over me as I realized that I had successfully repelled the magic she had unleashed upon me. Each spell she had cas...