It’s nothing too elaborate…
In it, I met a man who could fly, and being the nerd that I was, I asked him about his “secret origins”.
His reply was that it was nothing special. He was not from another planet, he was not born with any genetic anamoly, he was not bathed in strange toxic chemicals, etc, etc… He just managed to tapped into the ability that lies dormant in all of us.
“ALL of us??” I asked
Yup, all of us. We were born with the ability to fly, but we’ve just forgotten how to do it. We were born with so many other abilities, but as we grow, we learn fear, we learn deceit and because we know deceit, we learn not to trust things that we cannot see with our eyes.
In doing so, we forgot what we have in us.
Without this belief, instead of flying, we falter and we fall.
The way to remember how to fly again is easy. We just have to remember. And remembrance is different from belief. We have to remember, not through faith but by forgetting fear and forgetting deceit. Because at the end of the day, flying with blind faith will just give you a bag of broken bones.
Long story short, I managed to stop forgetting how to fly and did it.
And then I woke up and the possibility that my dream might be true depress me.
The one super power I’ve always wished I have is the ability of flight.
I know… it’s kinda lame and it’s totally irrational. Teleportation’s the way to go if you want to get from point A to point B. And there are many other ways to get airborne… which I shall not elaborate. I believed I’ve exposed my geekiness enough on this blog already. (Storm’s control of air currents and Starman’s cosmic rod comes to mind immediately…)
I’m sure there must be a “deeper meaning” to my dream.
Anyway, one thing to note is HOW I woke up. Apparently, today is the harvest festival of the locals and it is celebrated by the playing of firecrackers at the crack of dawn. Now you’d probably be thinking that the sound for the firecrackers so early in the morning woke me up. Well… if you know me enough, you’d know that it takes MUCH more than that to rouse me from my sleep at that time of the day. No, apparently the late wakers here decided that instead of the crack of dawn, they’re just gonna set off their firecrackers WHENEVER they wake up, godamnit…
So, at 9 in the morning, I was woken up by the crack crack crack of the fire crackers played by my lovely neighbors. Being neighborly and all, I walked outside to “join in the festivities”. It was nice seeing these people enjoying their festivities, but I drew the line and gave up on them when they took out the fireworks… I did mention it was 9 in the morning, right?