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Fragments Of My Dreams Episode 15 – A Song That Lingered

August 18th, 2010 No Comments

For close to a year, I have had dreamless sleep, which is unusual if you know me.  The night before, out of nowhere, Cynthia was conversing to me in purely Bahasa Indonesia.  I suppose once in a while, we have this innate desire to feel closer to our mother tongue.  I tried to hold a [...]

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Fragments Of My Dreams Episode 14 – Robot Coma

November 11th, 2009 4 Comments

This is my first field trip and our mission is clear: To secure the underground area next to the university.  There has been disturbance inside the dungeon of tunnels made of steel, as reported.  The robots do not normally venture so close into our civilization.  We wonder what prompts the encroachment.  Low in resource within [...]

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Fragments Of My Dreams Episode 13 – Goldfish and Key (And the Sketches It Inspires)

July 9th, 2009 4 Comments

It is dark, like in a comic book setting. An open square under the Spanish moonlight with exaggerated lines of perspective that define characters of structure and rigidness. Short buildings afar vaguely form the silhouette of what are beyond the square, that in turn form the perimeter of this image. The main subject is this [...]

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Fragments Of My Dreams Episode 12 – All Collapsed Into A Line Of Singularity

June 1st, 2009 2 Comments

There are different shades of gray, from the floor to the walls to the ceiling overhung with bright spotlights.  Well polished and wide open space, the kind of prestigious corporate working environment that is so commonly seen in almost every movie, in almost all our dreams – be it as a real dream like mine [...]

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Fragments Of My Dreams Episode 5 – Demoleculerization

December 15th, 2008 No Comments

I should have known that my girlfriend would leave me one day (who?!).  And she has, leaving me with an empty apartment in this University campus.  I open the door and the apartment looks grim. There is a note on the wall saying: keep those paintings of yours and the curtains too.  I take down [...]

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Fragments Of My Dreams Episode 11 – Radio Station News

November 22nd, 2008 2 Comments

It has been raining heavily for days, somewhere in the future.  It has to be somewhere in the future because I don’t recognize some of the locations.  I do however recognize one location, the usual walk to the bus station that reminds me of my school days back in Hong Kong.  This time is for [...]

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Fragments Of My Dreams Episode 10 – A Job As a Spy

July 17th, 2008 6 Comments

I was innocent.  At least I think I was.  Apparently, in this dream, I was a girl. It is a bright and sunny day.  I met this guy the other day and this new friend of mine referred me to this job opportunity.  It is not hard to find the office.  A wide open reception [...]

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Fragments Of My Dreams Episode 6 – Detonation At The Galaxy

May 27th, 2008 4 Comments

Our enemy has driven us from the surface and many of us hide underneath the ground.  Soon we build home and community underground.  We don’t drive like our ancestors once did on the surface of Earth.  Some of us ride on a robot that is five times our size.  That is how we travel. At [...]

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Fragments Of My Dreams Episode 9 – Ghost Ship And Phantom Plane

May 4th, 2008 No Comments

May 1 – Somewhere in my Dreamland – Day I gather that I must be a small fry inside a battle ship.  It does not take long for me to realize that my work revolves around cleaning and filing.  A kind of small fry that everyone knows (when they need something) yet nobody sees (when [...]

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Fragments Of My Dreams Episode 8 – Six Kids

February 12th, 2008 No Comments

I woke up, which ironically was exactly when I fell asleep in reality, and I was dressed in my dark executive suit, white shirt, with a pair of dark trousers.  Somehow, I knew today was supposed to be an important day.  There was this sense of anticipation as my front door open.  And I remembered.  Today [...]

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