42. Job Offer in Suriname

Date: 29-07-2021 

This dream started somewhere on the streets of Amersfoort. I was with D. We came across my friend JH. I told JH how I had accepted a new job, cause in that dream I was asked to be a chef for a restaurant, somewhere in Suriname. JH was excited. He thought it was fantastic news. He then told us he is actually from Suriname (in real life he is actually from Indonesia). I responded to that stating I could possibly run into family of his there then. He said that indeed a brother of his still lives there.

Then an old Indonesian man on a mobility scooter drove towards us and stopped next to us on the road. JH and this old man were exhilarated at the sight of the other. This was that brother of his! They performed a kind of complicated handshake and hugged. Then JH introduced us to each other. I am not sure but I think his name was Mike or Michael. Mike was a very joyful old man. He looked somewhat like my friend JH too. It was clear they were related. But Mike had a much darker skin than JH. I thought to myself this must be because Mike lives in a much sunnier part of the world. Mike’s hair was black though, maybe he had put a dye in it. Mike was a guy without any shame and seemed to enjoy life to the fullest.

This is Willem!” said JH to him. “Ah, so you’re Willem. It’s good to meet you, Willem. I have so much to tell you. The both of you.” But before he told us anything they first had a brotherly moment, where they seemed to re-enact a routine of theirs from their younger days. Mike got out of the scooter, and performed some kind of improvized dance. It was hilarious! JH told me his brother is 72 years old. “Seventy Eight!” Corrected Mike. That sparked a back and forth between them, but Mike maintained he was 78 years of age. Mike then told me he was famous as he had gotten a part in the TV-series ‘The Big Bang Theory’, which is a comedy about nerds. He performed a piece of a scene where he was in, but neither D nor I recalled the scene. I whispered into JH’s ear: “I’ve never seen that series.” JH winked at me, and whispered back: “Neither have I.

While the two of them talked (and they had so much to tell each other) I really needed to go to the toilet. We were near my parents’ house, so I thought I’d pop in and relief myself there. I walked up the driveway and to the little square in front of the garage. There was a white fan parked on the square, and around it I saw a cat, a baby bird, and a squirrel. The cat was chasing after the other two animals. He couldn’t catch the squirrel, but the little chick was about to be caught by the cat. I intervened. At first I did not intend to hurt the cat, and just scared him off, then picked up the little birdy.

But my scare tactic had only worked temporarily, as the cat returned, now focussing its efforts on catching the squirrel. Now I got physical, and managed to land a soft slap on the cat’s head. It ran off. I put the chick on the ground now, thinking this was over, but as soon as I had turned my back and walked away, this dreadful cat returned and continued to chase the other animals, again! I realised this cat would just keep returning to this spot to kill these animals if I didn’t give it a reason to stay away. With all my strength I landed a kick on the hind leg of the cat, and it screamed out in a loud cry, after immediately running off, with me in pursuit for the first 20 feet, still trying to land more kicks, to ensure it would not return. But the neighbours had obviously heard the cry of pain from this cat, and I had no idea who’s cat this was. It could’ve been theirs, so I left in a hurry without even going to the toilet.

I had forgotten about needing to relieve myself, and returned to JH and his brother. They apparently had taken walk together, and Mike now no longer had nor needed a mobility scooter. He did still have his cane. I do not know where D was. She was no longer part of this scene as if she had not been there the whole time. I caught up with them and then Mike started explaining to me about how he knew the elite will try to push through their digital currency. “They’ve been working towards this a long long time. They will freeze all bank accounts.” I interjected: “Most financial assets are invested assets.” “Exactly!” Replied Mike firm but calmly: “They will claim it happened through a hack. They will make everyone’s digital money disappear. Only bank accounts of – let’s say – 50 million will they not touch. Then they’ll introduce their new coins. Digital coins. A global currency. This cannot be stopped. It will happen.

Then, suddenly, I was in Suriname. I was at my new job. The surroundings were beautiful jungle, and the village where I resided consisted of all wooden structures. It was lively and everyone there was very friendly. My dad who had passed away was there too. I too had my own wooden house. A few very pretty young ladies lived next door to me, in their own wooden house. They were joking on the porch about how I lived there “all alone” and was “so lonely”. I joked back at them saying: “I’m only alone at night in my big comfortable bed.” As if suggesting they should visit me then. “Oh, because D isn’t here, right?” She winked. But it was all jokes. We all knew it. I had been unabatedly loyal to D even in this far away world. And I wasn’t lonely at all, because I enjoyed my own company, and I could literally knock on any door at any time and there would be joyful company waiting for me welcoming me into their house. It was such a nice place. But then I said in a more serious tone to my beautiful neighbour: “D sometimes gets insecure about all these women I know, so perhaps we should lay off the jokes a bit.” She understood and agreed.

There was a small square where our houses were situated around. It wasn’t paved; just sand and dirt. In the middle was some kind of fireplace, or perhaps even a place for a barbecue. That’s where the food was cooked for this community. My dad stood there too and they were busy with making some kind of bread, with meat on it. As for some kind of finishing touch the flame had to crawl over the meat when the meat was put on the bread. My dad couldn’t get that last part right. “Can I give it a try?” I asked him. He handed me the stuff in his hands. I tried, and I succeeded! Though with some improvising, and not entirely as it should have happened, but the end result was just perfect. Flawless even. I felt so at home there at that moment. I truly belonged here. But now the feeling got to me that at home, in The Netherlands, there probably is a lot of misery and suffering, and the people I knew there had to go through it all without any of my help. I thought to myself: “It’s only for a year. Then I’ll return back.” And that’s when I woke up.

 

Analysis:

JH is an Indonesian man of 68 years of age. The first years of his live he has lived in Indonesia. He’s a Jehovah’s Witness, and one of the most sincere people I have ever met. He’s always happy and joyful, and if he has something serious to say, he always knows how to communicate it with the weight it needs to have. I think in this dream his brother was an Angel. Maybe his comments about having landed a role in The Big Bang Theory comedy series is a metaphor for having had a part to play in the actual big bang; the birth of our universe. Suriname might have been a metaphor for heaven, or otherwise another place of enlightenment.

The cat, the chick, and the squirrel scene perhaps depict things that are going to happen in our world. The power of evil, hunting the innocent, just like the elite misuse their power as if they have no equal in power that could challenge them.

I can only guess to the implications of the metaphor of this dream that suggests I will go to Suriname for one year, but whatever it is, I am open to it. I want that. It feels like something I want to do because I can do it, and because it can help humanity.

The warnings Mike voiced I think I can take quite literally. He said it would happen and that it cannot be stopped. He was crystal clear in his wording. But he didn’t say it would remain so. I think it will implode. Whatever the elite will try to get us to accept this digital currency and with it digital slavery, it will not take.

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Science Teacher and Aspiring Amateur Philosopher