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    Tomas's DJ - "Exploration of the inner Self"

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    1. Lights and fake Birthday

      by , 06-25-2011 at 01:31 PM (Tomas's DJ - "Exploration of the inner Self")
      *I am somewhere around highway or motorway. There are several train lines and I can see many trains staying as if there was some train traffic jam. I can recognize one of the trains, it is Pendolino with its typical white, blue and yellow colours.

      **I am walking down a long street at night (dream sign). It looks like a motorway with two lines in each direction. I notice green lane for cyclists. As the cars pass in both directions it creates the lines as when one takes picture with long exposure. I notice that the lights reflect on the street, it must have been raining recently. Then I notice that along the road, cyclist lane and pedestrian lane are light slopes everywhere, with colourful rings as the light sources. I am amazed (not realizing it’s a dream). !!!I think to myself, that they should turn down the intensity of the lightning because it burns too much energy (as it hurts my eyes), but then I think to myself, “This is just the way it is these days.”
      By my right hand side is a large garden surrounded by forest. It has precise rectangular shape and there is a large mason like house at the far end. Then I get this (as if) message from my mom and my brother to go home, to that house, where I apparently live. (I am not sure I can see them though). I realize that it’s the 12th of March. It’s my birthday!!
      Next I am in one of the room of the house. There are two large sofas, one of which is facing away from me and the other facing along...on which my mom and my brother sits. I look at them and then I notice that behind the of the sofas are some presents. I can recognize foldable green bike and a big box of LEGO and some other things. I feel touched. I feel like crying out of happiness or being loved. My mom asks me what’s up. I only shake my head to give her a sign that I am fine, because I feel that if I start speaking I would cry.