- a recuring dream -- I've had this dream awh

- a recuring dream --

I've had this dream awhile back, and now it happens again ...
Same dream ... just longer ...

The follwoing was the previous dream:

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I found myself inside a large room, full of people, and was informed that it was a shareholders meeting.
There were several people sitting at the front facing the rest of others. They probably were BODs, CEO, president, ... and the rest, shareholders.

The shareholders are shouting, screaming, cursing, spitting, ..., complaining why their hard-earned money have been reduced to basically zero. The people in the front seemed to listen intensively, taking notes, noding head ... strangely they don't say a word ... they just sat there and listen and take note, occasionally whispering something to persons sitting at either side of them.

This had gone on for hours ...

All of the sudden ...

I heard music ...
It came from the front ...
I saw all those people, you know ... BODs, CEO, president ... started dancing to the beat of break-dance music, then gangnam style, then rock, ... you name it. ... they brought out champagne, cigar, caviar ...

Looking the other way, I saw the shareholders, eyes wide-open, astonishingly surprised at the unbelievable scene in front of them.

A shareholder asked: what the f**k are you doing? why the f**k are you dancing?
One BOD: we are celebrating.
The shareholder: what the f**k are you celebrating about?
The BOD: we are celebrating because we have found you.
The shareholder: Huh??? me??? us???
The BOD: Yep ... all of you idiots ... you are stupid enough to buy into this ... you will not be smart enough to get out ... we have got you by the neck ... so keep yelling, cursing, screaming, ... what the f**k are you going to do about it? Sell your shares? hahaha ... again ... you are not that smart ... hahaha ... here are some more shares for you to buy ... hahaha ...

And they began tossing out some kind of paper ... I guess those are shares ...

The music became louder and louder ...
The BODs, CEO, president ... continue dancing, drinking, ...
The shareholders start crying, weeping on the floor, ...

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And I woke up, sweating all over ... so glad that it is just a dream

This time, the dream has gone longer ....

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One of those paper drops right in front of me.
I pick it up and look closely, it is ... it looks like ... no ... it coudn't ...
But no doubt it is: TOILET paper ... WTF ...

A BOD dances close by ... btw ... he is a terrible dancer ...
I ask him: why are you throwing toilet papers around?

He stops dancing immediately ... he looks at me ... up and down ... like trying to figure out who I am. Then he comes closer and whispers to my ear:
"So ... you are not a shareholder ... like them ..."
and point to those shareholders, who are crying loudly, but at the same time, stepping on one another to collect those toilet papers.

He continues whispering, holding a toilet paper in his hand:
"That is why you can see what this really is ..."

I ask: "wait ... so those people over there don't see this as toilet paper??? what do they see?"

He laughs and laughs: "hahahahahaha ... to them this is money, shares, gold, ... or whatever their minds would want to see ..."

He suddenly says: "Want to join them?"
I reply: "you mean becoming a shareholder? well ... don't know ..."
He suddenly takes out something like a walkie-talkie: "Bully ... get over here quickly"
I ask: "who is Bully ?"
He replies: "He is a magician ... he will show you videos, pictures, movies, and pound ... pound ... you will join those over there in no time"

I scream: "no ... no ... I don't want to talk to Bully ... no ... no ..."

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And I wake up ... I am sure this dream will continue ...