Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Dream Tuesday September 15, 2009

Dream Tuesday September 15.


I was in Thailand again.




At some point, I was brought to a downstairs room. I was sitting on the floor, handcuffed behind my back. A few people sat next to me. One of them I recognized as Isaac, I think. Another one for sure, to the right of me wearing a yellow long sleeve shirt, fizzy hair, "Chris Lau!" I said. I spoke with your parents.





Then my handcuffs were released. I held the unshackled handcuffs in my hand and was looking at them. "Right on!" I said.




Then I was brought to an upstairs room. There were a bunch of immigration cops sitting around a desk. They were searching my backpack. I wondered if they woud find the marijuana I had stashed within, about a quarter ounce. But a tiny telepathic stream I thought to myself said, "They probably would not care if they did indeed find that...." You are in the dreamworld now...

Then the cop 1) nearest me, to my left spoke. He was sitting on the desk. He saw that I had a visa. I pulled out another piece of paper and told him this was a second visa.

"Two visas?!" he said, "That's power! I never went anywhere before, except for Hong Kong."

In my mind, I thought, "You are a Police Officer, one of the middle class, you are doing way better than me in life. I am only welfare class. Usually I am a bit socially.... slow. I am determined not to be slow in this instance."
So I say to him,
"It's a big world, and it is there to explore if you want to."
They all laughed.

I looked to a closer view of the Bay window ahead of me. I am in Thailand again, now. And I was getting special treatment and I realized that they knew that I knew that they knew about my cartoons and that was why I was accorded and afforded special treatment.

This never happened before, I woke up and drifting back to sleep, making sure not to leave this room, in my thoughts, I was able to recontact and reconnect with this group of Thai immigration cops!

The cop 2) to the left of the one who talked about power and the two visas, he said, "I myself never went anywhere. I never went outside of this country."
Then another cop 3) at the other end of the table, almost interrupting and cutting the him off, said, "You want to stay here. You can stay here."

Interpretation: Cops do talk like that!