How do you envisage the production. What will be shown?
My search for an answer to the question has yielded for in another dream I found myself walking along a familiar street behind a man carrying a crying baby in his arms. As we walked, we passed a Roman Catholic Cathedral surrounded by many protestors carrying placards. Within the Cathedral gates a procession of dogs with big purple sports walked quietly into the church. I had no time to really observe and understand what was going on because the man carrying the baby suddenly threw it to the ground. I rushed to pick it up then instinctively proceeded to comfort it while licking its tears off its cheeks. All this transpired as I walked past the church. With the baby now quiet I came to what I somehow knew to be a filling station. However, it turned out all the pump attendants rather than filling up petrol tanks were baking round loaves of bread. Some were kneading the dough while others placed it into the oven. I continued to walk past but 3 men with trolleys waiting to collect the bread tripped me up and I fell on the baby. Worried about the well being of the baby I got up only to realise that I was no longer carrying a baby but 2 loaves of bread. I failed to understand what had happened to the baby I had been carrying.
The child once abandoned becomes found once in my arms. The protest occurs outside the bread of life’s house where many in this life receive the offering of flesh in the form of bread or more precisely a white thin disc made of wheat. Dogs in royal colours walk in unhindered while the masses protest outside. The people bark while dogs march silently. The bread is an abandoned child or the abandoned child is the bread. It is clear that the bread in the dream exists but is non existent to perception through out only coming into perceivable existence at the very end. Being bread, its existence is no doubt impermanent but as everything unfolds to bring forth the bread , it somehow exists in each moment. Daily many walk on the strength derived from bread. Does the bread therefore not form a part of the impermanent existence of the flesh. Everything exists with fullest meaning within each moment of it’s existence. The final outcome of any situation exists inherently within the flesh of successively unfolding moments. To attempt to separate out the outcome before the unfolding of successive moments is vanity surely. Such thought must have it’s roots in ‘ want ’ – much like damming a river to store water over here at the expense of the life downstream. Water is very important, but so are those down stream. Pay particular attention to each moment. It is pregnant with your new self.
In another existence some people in rows of four could run across the sea at boat speed unaided. The abundant green was unlike anywhere I have ever been. It happened that in this place I found myself being asked to sit certain exams which I knew I had sat for at some point rendering the new sitting in my mind a meaningless waste of time. A friend suggested the same so it became clear that some force was being used to corner people into sitting the exam. I couldn’t identify it. Few wished to take part. As the discussion regarding the merits/ pitfalls of taking part ensued, there appeared men of war in full combat camouflage equipped with machine guns. As they walked past it was clear to perception that several had severed limbs but were aided by sophisticated prosthetics. They walked onto a bridge as if searching for something. Suddenly a great big four legged being, black, with wings shot into the sky. A man of war fired his rifle towards the being but missed. The creature, spirit like had appeared to be flying but it was soon apparent that it was walking on thin air as if it was walking on an invisible thick pane of glass. One could perceive its footsteps. It was joined by other heavenly beings notably a group of what appeared to be extremely long eared grey elephants which walked in the sky on thin air. It was obvious that great trouble had come and the soldiers kept firing their weapons to no avail. I remarked to someone standing next to me that the men of war had invested too much faith in their weapons and were clearly failing to recognize a much greater more powerful existence. With a great big swoop, the heavenly beings came down and gathered up all the wicked. Even the animals were not spared. Those left behind gathered to watch a long procession of all those gathered together by the heavenly beings. They mourned the loss of their loved ones. I attempted to urge those lucky enough to remain to be still and quiet before the heavenly beings but bursts of emotion could not be restrained. My younger brother Tinayeishe whom I recognized suddenly made an emotional plea for his dog which was somewhere in the procession. It was returned to him. The friend I had discussed the merits/pitfalls of sitting the exam with, was also returned after an emotional plea. To those remaining a message was delivered telling everyone to pray. Those who did not now how to pray where referred to Mark. A man called VaRugara was asked to read aloud the prayer within the Book of Mark.