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Deep in the constant reality of our dreams holds the mare of the night, multiple interpretations and confusing explanations eat up one's thought in the real world as one tries to give meanings to the subconscious experience. The reality of the subconscious experience is the fact that we would have to stay tuned to our life experiences to get tangible pieces to connect together for better understanding of the subconscious experience and how they relate to the real world.
I fell asleep on the hook of trying to survive the panic and loud experience of adulthood as I lay down on my bed the previous night, thoughts of self development and expansion had crossed through my mind from different angles leading me into the deeper side of my subconsciousness.
I Found myself walking through a market place filled with people who were exchanging clothes for money,
Everyone seem to be on the verge of selling off their clothes as people pulled off their clothes to market them for sale , buyers would cross to another side of the market connected by a long bridge accessible to the buyers leaving behind those who had sold their clothes to them.
out of curiosity I had to check myself to confirm if i still had my clothes on me even though I could barely understand what was going on.
Buyers and sellers bid for prices , "too cheap, too expensive" I heard as they argue with each other in other to get to price conclusion, Many had sold out their clothes and had nothing on them. "no one can see me" I said quietly
"Hey dear, you're putting on nice clothes, i will pay a thousand pounds for the shirt" a buyer said as he walked up to me, in confusion I asked if he could see me , he answered that he could see me clearly, yes my clothes were nice but the buyer had no nice clothe on him, whenever I tried to ask why he wanted to buy my shirt with such a huge amount and why he had no nice clothes on, my voice would go on mute mode and no one would answer me, not even those selling off their clothes.
"Well, maybe it's a rule here " I said to myself. again the vendor asked if I could sell my shirt for a thousand pounds, I answered "yes" so he brought out a thousand pounds from his pocket as I struggle to remeove my shirt.
"Nice doing business with you" he said as I handed my shirt to him, "oh you're welcome " I responded after taking the money. Few moments later I saw the same vendor who had purchased my shirt carrying a box of load and walking towards the long bridge accessible to the buyers. " What's he going there to do with those clothes" I asked someone who was standing half naked beside me, "oh , well I also do not know so much about that but, I think he's going to probably wear them" he responded, "not bad" I said to him as I quietly left that point, a small voice told me to follow the vendor, so I followed him gently untill he got to the bridge.
The vendor passed through the bridge seamlessly, I followed his steps and miraculously I gained access to the other side.
My eyes almost came off my face when I saw the beautiful environment that I landed on after crossing the bridge, it was the most beautiful place one would wish to be, highly fashionable designs everywhere, clothes here and there. "You're welcome" a lady said to me with a lovely smile, "oh thanks" I responded, she offered that I come along with her into her store so I followed her , the store was so beautiful with lot of clothes, shirts, trousers, t-shirts, caps, short , etc. as I tried to look closely I saw my shirt hanging on a hanger steak and price tagged " five thousand pounds" in awe i gazed and asked why it's so expensive, she said they're premium quality and are rare , on hearing that, i tried to explain to her that the shirt was mine but she told me it didn't really matter at that point and if I needed it back I should pay the five thousand pounds, so I walked out of the store. At that moment I realised that the vendor who bought my shirt actually sold them at a higher price or probably he owns the store, well , that doesn't really matter at that point , all that was on my mind was how to get as many clothes as possible from the market with the thousand pounds I had in my pocket, I quickly rushed back to the market and bought 4 shirts for a thousand pounds in total cost , I crossed the bridge and took them to a store where I was paid six hundred pounds for each shirt, seem like magic to me at first but that's the real deal , to buy from the market and then sell across the bridge, a very nice way to make cool money ,in a nutshell I became a full time vendor and did multiple transactions.
"It's morning already" a voice said to me , it was my sister who has come to call me up for morning devotional service, I woke up confused, I tried to check my pocket to see if I would find some money since I made so much money in my dream, I found nothing, it was all a dream after all, I sat down for a moment to write down some of the major experiences I had in my dream so I'll be able to search for its meaning later on.
