LIFE - My Dream - The Portrait And World War Two
I had these dreams while in Changi Prison.
Sincerely,
Zulkifli Mahmood
Dream One
The first dream I had was about the potrait of a man in black attire.
"I was in the grand hall where there were many large potraits hanging on the wall. I saw a group of children gathering in front of me, viewing a large potrait. Though I was watching them from behind, I felt their deep admirations for the portrait that they were looking at. Awhile later the children moved away from the portrait so I approached the portrait out of curiosity because I wanted to know who was in that portrait and why they admired it so intensely.
I saw a man in black attire but I could not see his face because it was covered with white mists. I saw on his left palm a tattoo of an eagle. The eagle was diving down with its wings spread out just like The United States of America military eagle insignia. Without thinking, I look at my own left palm and there it was, the same identical eagle tattoo just like in the portrait of the man." And then I woke up.
Dream Two
The second one I dreamt that, " I was walking on top of a cliff towards its edge. When I reached the edge of the cliff, I saw myriad of battleships and I saw many landing crafts carrying troops towards the beach. I felt frightened because I knew the American task force was invading the island that I was on. With fear I told myself that I needed to hide from them and I felt afraid of death." And then I woke up in cold sweat.
Dream Three
In the third dream, " I saw from a distance from high above, a white aircraft crashed into the sea. I saw its hind tail and its side wings in wreckage, floating in the water. The sun was shining on it."
The impression I got from this dream was that the plane, maybe C130 Aircraft had crashed while enrouted to other part of Vietnam upon reaching Vietnam during the Vietnam War. There were U.S. Marines on board the plane. None of them had survived in that plane crashed.
Dream Four
The fourth dream was, " I was kneeling on my knees and with my head bending downward. I clearly felt that there was a Samurai sword above my head waiting to strike my neck though I did not see it. So I heard my own voice saying to myself, "Come on, do it quickly'." And then I heard a voice shouted "No!" very loudly." I woke up with the fear of death.
Dream Five
The fifth dream, " I was walking towards a man in khaki uniform. He was watching a group of people coming out from a building and there were black uniform soldiers standing on the streets with rifles in their hands. When I came closed from behind this man, he suddenly turned around and saluted me.
I asked him, "Which unit you're from?"
He replied, "From the Milan Unit, Sir!"
Then he asked me, "Are you the last five, Sir."
When he questioned me that, I was confused and I did not know how to reply him. I woke up.
This Is Not A Dream
There was one occasion I was half asleep and half awake. I opened up my eyes and I saw four Scottish soldiers standing at attention. They were in kilts and I saw their Scottish army berets. On their breasts there were many war decorations and medals as though they were proud to show me of their war valour honours that they had possessed.
Their faces were concealed with white mists and I could not see their faces. The impression I had was that they were The Gordon Highlanders of the British Army.
Sincerely,
Zulkifli Mahmood
Dream One
The first dream I had was about the potrait of a man in black attire.
"I was in the grand hall where there were many large potraits hanging on the wall. I saw a group of children gathering in front of me, viewing a large potrait. Though I was watching them from behind, I felt their deep admirations for the portrait that they were looking at. Awhile later the children moved away from the portrait so I approached the portrait out of curiosity because I wanted to know who was in that portrait and why they admired it so intensely.
I saw a man in black attire but I could not see his face because it was covered with white mists. I saw on his left palm a tattoo of an eagle. The eagle was diving down with its wings spread out just like The United States of America military eagle insignia. Without thinking, I look at my own left palm and there it was, the same identical eagle tattoo just like in the portrait of the man." And then I woke up.
Dream Two
The second one I dreamt that, " I was walking on top of a cliff towards its edge. When I reached the edge of the cliff, I saw myriad of battleships and I saw many landing crafts carrying troops towards the beach. I felt frightened because I knew the American task force was invading the island that I was on. With fear I told myself that I needed to hide from them and I felt afraid of death." And then I woke up in cold sweat.
Dream Three
In the third dream, " I saw from a distance from high above, a white aircraft crashed into the sea. I saw its hind tail and its side wings in wreckage, floating in the water. The sun was shining on it."
The impression I got from this dream was that the plane, maybe C130 Aircraft had crashed while enrouted to other part of Vietnam upon reaching Vietnam during the Vietnam War. There were U.S. Marines on board the plane. None of them had survived in that plane crashed.
Dream Four
The fourth dream was, " I was kneeling on my knees and with my head bending downward. I clearly felt that there was a Samurai sword above my head waiting to strike my neck though I did not see it. So I heard my own voice saying to myself, "Come on, do it quickly'." And then I heard a voice shouted "No!" very loudly." I woke up with the fear of death.
Dream Five
The fifth dream, " I was walking towards a man in khaki uniform. He was watching a group of people coming out from a building and there were black uniform soldiers standing on the streets with rifles in their hands. When I came closed from behind this man, he suddenly turned around and saluted me.
I asked him, "Which unit you're from?"
He replied, "From the Milan Unit, Sir!"
Then he asked me, "Are you the last five, Sir."
When he questioned me that, I was confused and I did not know how to reply him. I woke up.
This Is Not A Dream
There was one occasion I was half asleep and half awake. I opened up my eyes and I saw four Scottish soldiers standing at attention. They were in kilts and I saw their Scottish army berets. On their breasts there were many war decorations and medals as though they were proud to show me of their war valour honours that they had possessed.
Their faces were concealed with white mists and I could not see their faces. The impression I had was that they were The Gordon Highlanders of the British Army.
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