Last night's dream was epic and very beautiful, but all muddled in translation. For sure a result of watching The Forbidden Kingdom and The Bucket List last night.
All the lives of all the people were streams flowing towards a larger river and then to the ocean. Some streams were no more than a trickle of water in the middle of a dry bed where others were babbling mountain brooks, or culverts filled with angry water. It didn't matter what the nature or volume of the water, it was all finding a way back to the main source. From my perspective i could see how the different streams would occasionally cross paths and sometimes merge together. Eventually the smaller streams merged into several large rivers. Seven Rivers? Some of the trickles of water seemed like they were too weak to get to the river but i knew somehow they would find their way. My perspective continued to expand as i retreated so that i could see more and more how all the waters were connected until finally i could barely see even the large rivers any more and it was all ocean but even then i kept floating 'outward' until everything was mostly just darkness with a few stars. My vision adjusted and i realized that i was looking at a face and the ocean was actually another river but resulting from the tears flowing down the face of the laughing Buddha.
Very cool dream.
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