the dream wherein i died and got to live again or barbecue
my dream happened in school. i was in some sort of night philo class and of all teachers barbaza was the one teaching us. jon was my seatmate just like in our merit english class and we weren't really taking it seriously. we were not flunking or anything tho. we were one of the few from our batch with the rest being a few batches higher than us. i think we were in a post grad class of some sort.
the class was going slow and the teacher was extremely lenient with attendance and class policy. he decided that we could go home already if we wanted to as not much was going to happen. jon decided to leave while i decided to smoke outside.
the building we were in was similar to the faura building except that it was a lot taller by around four or five floors and the inner balcony was located on the outside. the classroom was like a room from the sec buildings. anyway i was smoking in the hallway as it was allowed.
some parts of the dream begin to get fuzzy but an outside classroom discussion with the teacher led to the concept of death, spirits and the soul. the teacher argued in his distinct english that it was possible to recapture a soul and put it back into its rightful body. next thing i knew i was dead.
i dont remember how it happened but i am positive that i was not murdered or anything. i just felt myself getting out of my body. much to the surprise of my classmates they could see me drifting around as a spirit or soul. my body was somehow on the drain ledge right beyond the balcony. it was also odd how none of us were in any sort of panic. we were just talking about it and i was describing how it felt. the teacher then noticed i was starting to drift away. i could not control where exactly i was going. it was like i was being blown away by the wind. i think the time i had on earth was quickly fading and i would no longer be able to stay.
he got some matches, lit one and then grabbed my spirit's arm. yes i did not have physical form but he was able to take hold of me. the lit match was then thrust straight into my spirit's chest. the fire died immediately and i felt it go. i cant describe exactly how it felt but it felt like something suddenly went cold in my chest, like my heart suddenly dropping to freezing temperatures. this part was really vivid and i could almost feel it was happening.
he then thrust the match into my corpse's chest where it disappeared without breaking skin or clothing. he asked for help from the other students and they managed to get a hold on me. they then lifted me up and proceeded to lower me into my body. the force tugging at me or blowing at me was getting stronger and they had to fight a little to place me down. i was almost completely in when i found i could not fit my right leg in my body's right leg. it went in but it was quickly being pulled out by the unknown force. the teacher got another match, lit it and thrust it into my chest again. everything went bright and i was back in my body.
there was some cheering and i thanked the teacher and we filed back into the classroom. barbaza told me i was lucky that i died now since my birthday had just passed. this meant i wouldnt die anytime soon. he then told the class that we would discuss what happened next week in class and we began filing out. oddly there were free jollibee burgers inside our classroom and i took one or two before i began packing my stuff.
at around this time sj (my old highschool classmate) entered the class and began selling food to those that remained. his stuff looked very tempting and i looked them over. hot siomai, extra-large barbecue, beef ribs of some sort, they were all freshly cooked and extremely appetizing. i mean they were steaming hot and dripping with juices. think of a sizzling hot juicy steak so tender it almost melts in your mouth. i bought some barbecue and was about to sink my teeth into it when i suddenly woke up.
now im just awake, hungry and craving for barbecue that doesnt exist.
the class was going slow and the teacher was extremely lenient with attendance and class policy. he decided that we could go home already if we wanted to as not much was going to happen. jon decided to leave while i decided to smoke outside.
the building we were in was similar to the faura building except that it was a lot taller by around four or five floors and the inner balcony was located on the outside. the classroom was like a room from the sec buildings. anyway i was smoking in the hallway as it was allowed.
some parts of the dream begin to get fuzzy but an outside classroom discussion with the teacher led to the concept of death, spirits and the soul. the teacher argued in his distinct english that it was possible to recapture a soul and put it back into its rightful body. next thing i knew i was dead.
i dont remember how it happened but i am positive that i was not murdered or anything. i just felt myself getting out of my body. much to the surprise of my classmates they could see me drifting around as a spirit or soul. my body was somehow on the drain ledge right beyond the balcony. it was also odd how none of us were in any sort of panic. we were just talking about it and i was describing how it felt. the teacher then noticed i was starting to drift away. i could not control where exactly i was going. it was like i was being blown away by the wind. i think the time i had on earth was quickly fading and i would no longer be able to stay.
he got some matches, lit one and then grabbed my spirit's arm. yes i did not have physical form but he was able to take hold of me. the lit match was then thrust straight into my spirit's chest. the fire died immediately and i felt it go. i cant describe exactly how it felt but it felt like something suddenly went cold in my chest, like my heart suddenly dropping to freezing temperatures. this part was really vivid and i could almost feel it was happening.
he then thrust the match into my corpse's chest where it disappeared without breaking skin or clothing. he asked for help from the other students and they managed to get a hold on me. they then lifted me up and proceeded to lower me into my body. the force tugging at me or blowing at me was getting stronger and they had to fight a little to place me down. i was almost completely in when i found i could not fit my right leg in my body's right leg. it went in but it was quickly being pulled out by the unknown force. the teacher got another match, lit it and thrust it into my chest again. everything went bright and i was back in my body.
there was some cheering and i thanked the teacher and we filed back into the classroom. barbaza told me i was lucky that i died now since my birthday had just passed. this meant i wouldnt die anytime soon. he then told the class that we would discuss what happened next week in class and we began filing out. oddly there were free jollibee burgers inside our classroom and i took one or two before i began packing my stuff.
at around this time sj (my old highschool classmate) entered the class and began selling food to those that remained. his stuff looked very tempting and i looked them over. hot siomai, extra-large barbecue, beef ribs of some sort, they were all freshly cooked and extremely appetizing. i mean they were steaming hot and dripping with juices. think of a sizzling hot juicy steak so tender it almost melts in your mouth. i bought some barbecue and was about to sink my teeth into it when i suddenly woke up.
now im just awake, hungry and craving for barbecue that doesnt exist.