Dream - July 27 - Tayabas
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 confl