Dreams

Dr. A.J.A. Peter, in so many words, once suggested that we ought to remember our dreams. The likelihood was that once we woke up during the night or in the morning, we would not remember much of the dreams we had during our sleeptime…at our Alpha, Theta or even at our Delta Level of our mind. He even suggested to do what one would not dream of doing, and that was, to get a pen and a dream notebook ready, placing them within arm-length… easy reach … from our bed. As and when we were blessed with a dream or two sometimes, we should write them down so that we would not forget them. We could then make use of dreams, analysing them to guide us through life everyday...during the Beta Level of our mind. He mentioned, during his Mind Control lectures in 1978, that dream control is a formula-type technique in three steps that one can use to practise remembering dreams. He conducted a Mind Control Course in 1978. I was previledged to get sponsored to attend the Course.

Dreams were very biblical … there was no RC religious barring from believing in dreams. The bible, the Old Testament in special reference, was loaded with narratives of dreams, dreams dreamt by influential individuals implaced by God as His instruments during the course of the passage of time and space in history. Those dreams which carried God’s warnings rather than mere messages to mankind, depicting God’s thoughts which He said differred from men’s, were allowed by God to be known to men through God’s wisdom-gifted interpreters especially enlightened by God to do His will. Do we still remember Joseph, the youngest of the brothers, who interpreted the Pharoe’s dreams? God rewarded him for his God-given wisdom making the Pharoes as the rewarding instruments. Prophet Daniel in another time, space and place in history interpreted dreams. Dreams were God’s strange ways to communicate his thoughts to men. He, in all eternity, says that His ways are not men’s ways.

One’s certain segments of experience, it is said, enter one’s dream life. It is said, too, that these segments have some sort of “pluses” attached to them so that they become used by the brain for materials of dreams. All these were said by that referred to Dr. in his Mind Control Course. He further said that dreams reflect one’s own experience, attitude, and concern, and perhaps the best interpreter of one’s dreams is the dreamer himself or herself.

But, without referring to known academic concerns, uncertified philosophical expoundments and world-knowledge or other theories, what do our typical immediate nieghbours say when we dream of departed loved ones? I narrated a dream of a departed loved one, only a short vedioclip-length like dream, and in unision, as if hand-conducted, they simultaneously entoned, “offer her a Holy Mass”. That expoundment, it sounded, came straight from the hearts. I often dream of this old lady I was so familiar with, but now long gone. I have never come around with the Holy Mass offer yet. Is a dream also used as a medium of communication by the spirit of the departed to the spirit of the still-living mortals? Was the disappointment of non-compliance to beliefs of offering a Holy Mass so great that the spirit tried to reach other members of the family? And, was it too much a feeling of a lose to part with RM5.00 or so per Holy Mass offer? What could be the hindering factor to a simple single compliance to the simultaneous entonement heard, “offer her a Holy Mass” ?

Many other dreams were the like of snapshots or short vedioclips but rarely the like of a full length vedio plays. They were only of objects, half-bodied individuals seemed seen in a social setting without scienic backgrounds. If the dreamt individuals were seen or witnessed to be in speech act, then they could not be audible heard but yet the dreamer sometimes understood clearly as to what they had actually said, ..for it was theorized that communication was from spirit-to-spirit. Dreams could be short actions, like throwing, driving a car or flying a plane, sometimes of conditions, like deaths, but sometimes, only sometimes and very rarely, a short play … a storylike. Some were socially good while others shameful. Others were frigthening while some the dreamer would not want the dream to end. Some were even blessed with a continuation of a beautiful dream which had been interupted with a sudden wake. Some dream only in black and white while others dream in colours. But, like life itself which James 4:17 likened to a “puff of smoke”, dreams conveniently escaped memories before they could even be recalled. A real dream, not the day-dreaming one, could not be willed to take place in whatever basic level of the mind the sleep was, … be it only at the Alpha level or at the deeper Theta level or the ultimate unconscious Delta level. The vast, unfamiliar and unchartered land, the dreamland, seemed the spirits’ domains, ... a heavenly park they go for a spirit-walk, … the good spirits and maybe the not so good ones too.

But, some of the early mothers, those rural mothers in the 1950s and around those years, were commonly heard warning their children not to eat too much at dinner time for fear of getting bad dreams. The warnings, perhaps, could only be the caring mothers’ loving discouragements to their children not to unhealthly overeat.

Believe me you…it happened to this one country icon sometime long ago… His short vedioclip dream was the like of being ‘involved in the joy of drinking some sweet first-class rice wine’, lihing. What followed the next day or so was that this bloke had an acute case of flue, fever and running nose. It struck him as strange to note later that the colour of the mucuse of his running nose was similar to the colour of the rice wine which he had dreamt-drank.

On the night of 290309 there was this bloke who dreamt of two elderly departed individuals who were engaged in a short dialogue … one informing and the other listening. The one listening had an unlighted white cigarette in between his lips. When he parted his lips in awe as if not able to believe what he had just heard, the cigarette did not drop down! Analysing such a scene seen in a dream, what could it be remotely connected to in the Beta Level living situation?

There was this man who dreamt that he was in church but that he had no pants on … in public and as if in real life situation, he was very embarrassed.

But, watch out for dreams of seeing other people naked … for Tai’ 4D says that it could be a fantastically great 4D luck coming around at your particular time and age! Just simply buy any number-set … loads of it if one was mindful with katan… and be prepared to get a real positive surprise of a life time.

Be wary of dreams! Beware of these thoughts, they are human’s narratives. Ignore the immediate afore-said tips .. do not be deceived!

Kampung Names

When two or three people frequently share the use of a meaningful word, a term or a catch-word and or a phrase, an established name of a tree, a name of an animal or a bird or a sound made by each kind, to name a specific place, a river, a tree or even an invented thing, then that frequently used word, term, catch-word or phrase becomes a naturally agreed name for the specific place, river, vegetation and man-made thing.

People of long ago called Kampung Babagon as Kampung Babagon because of the need to commonly refer to the same specific place and to avoid a misunderstanding or a miscommunication in the course of a conversation or an information giving. The Kampung is bigger than a specific spot or a place, for example,. The name “Babagon” was used to call the river that passed through the kampung. Since the early inhabitants of the kampung needed water as their source of life then they stayed closeby the river. They called their Kampung after the name of the river or they called the river after their frequently repeated, agreed and shared knowledge. This naming process is thus argued as established as such especially when the name-word functioned as an action, inter-confusing itself as an adverbial word.

Let us try to follow the following assumed-set scenario. It had been the practice of the uphill people, the Liwan, the Tagahas, and other tribal fellow men and women from the uphill jungle places in between Penampang and Tambunan, to come down to Penampang in search for salt and other subsistence needs. They have, through the course of time, even established and left their rutted trails, the now-made-famous Salt Trail, which cut through the now-established Kampung Babagon.

Gosou: Saira’ katuu yati’ mibok?

When are we leaving?

Lingkid: Sumarapi kosuabon suab.

Early tomorrow morning.

Gosou: Id nonggoo yolo mindad ka?

Where are they waiting?

Lingkid: Hilood bababagon toriirimo, tisan di bawang o babagon kati.

At the usual rest-place, we louse at the river bank.

Gosou: Poiloon ngawi’ toinsanan, yo kosumandakan ngawi’, mimang tokou babag hilod tisan bawang

bababagon toriirimo do sodop suab.

Tell the others, the women too, that we would casually louse around at the usual river-bank rest place

tomorrow evening.

To “babag” oneself is to simply throw oneself down in such disorderly manner so as to rest. To “babag” ones’ own bags could literally mean to simply throw ones’ own bag on the couch or at a corner of a room. The word has now been turned into a Proper Noun to name the river where the travellers used to “babag” themselves. The river, now called Babagon river, got its name in such manner. When the travellers no longer spent the night by the river but in the houses of the original inhabitants staying closeby the river, the name “Babagon” was then used to call the kampung as Kampung Babagon.

Christmas & New Year Wishes

I wish to extend our Greetings…to you…and to everyone throughout the world …yes, to all humankind inhabiting Planet Earth….

“A Very Blessed Christmas 2008

and

A Happy and Prosperous Grace-Filled

New Year 2009”

From:

Joe & Francesca

Kampung Tintap,Babagon, Penampang

01.01.2009

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To all young people, be reminded of the three rings involved in a marriage. Look them up.

There were quite a number of Christmas and New Year greetings I received through the SMS handphone facilities during these last few days. Some have been craftily composed while others were interpierced with witty humour. Some were sent in the Dusunic medium while the majority used the plain simple English. Here are

some that I am going to share with you in toto, otherwise with its dynamic version in English. Some must have been hurriedly written and others composed with weak grammatical English.

No greeting cards to give….

No sweet flowers to send….

No cute graphics to forward….

Just a loving heart saying,

“Happy New Year 2009”.

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Thousands of Yesterdays are gone

Millions of Tomorrows will come

But there is only one TODAY

So I do not want to miss the day to say

“HAPPY NEW YEAR” to you.

“Cheers!”

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Sometimes God breaks our spirit to save our soul

Sometimes He breaks our heart to make us whole

Sometimes God sends us pain so we can be stronger

Sometimes He sends us failure so we can be humble

Sometimes God sends us illness so we can take better care of ourselves

Sometimes He takes everything away from us so we can learn

the “value” of everything He gave us

As we reflect on the many blessings of 2008,

let us not forget the lessons learned.

May God bless you abundantly throughout 2009.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

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Uludon ku 10 tunturu ku

mokiampun d salahku montok dokoyu

nung haro no boh…Auh kosukup tunturu ku

maan ku walado 10 karam hakod ku…

Auh kosukup karam hakod ku

maan ku walado karam hakod manuk ku

songkukurungan…Ala osukup nori kio…

Merry Christmas and apy New Year 2009.

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I line my 10 fingers to position themselves

in earnest enthreat for forgiveness if ever I have wronged you all

…if at all there is any…If my fingers are considered too few,

I spread all my 10 toes to supplement…If they are still considered

too few then I’ll get all my chickens ..the whole one barn..

to open and spread their chicken feet…

Ala..I’m sure that would be enough, kio?

Merry Christmas and apy New Year 2009.

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Wishing all of your dreams, aspirations

and wishes come true in the Great 2009.

Lets make it happen.

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They thought that they were right.

Some of the inhabitants in Kampung Timpango and Tintap had occasions of losing rubber sheets in the third quarter of 2008. They suspected outsiders to be the culprits. When I asked them as to how many times they had made police reports pertaining to their lost, then they said that they were never reported. They further said that the thieves seemed to know the exact spots where their rubber sheets sheds were located. On hearing their own comments I purposely provoked them a bit by saying, “No wonder you all did not want to make any police reports because for fear of becoming a target of investigations”. Some smart individuals among the kampong inhabitants cooked up an idea to padlock the Government road leading to their kampungs. A kampong meeting was convened but not all the kampong people who would be affected by the padlocking were invited. If ever I was invited, I thought, I would certainly have offered them my piece of mind. They had suspected my objection for I was not secretive about my feelings. I had purposely expressed my objections to anyone I met. I was informed that the Ketua Kampung, the Chairman of the JKKK and the CDO, a political figure, of the area attended the meeting. These people must not have objected to the Kampung peoples’ demand. They were prompted therefore to think that what they were doing was right and in consonance with the law. The padlocking of the main road, Babagon-Timpango Road, took effect at the start of September, 2008. Many people who had family ties with people further-up the padlocked areas were taken by surprise. All the people in the affected areas were given a key each for the padlock. I was not given a key. In fact I was told that should I want a key then I had to see the Vice Chairman of the JKKK to get a key for RM20.00 and to be given a talking to before a key was given. This was purportedly so because I was known to oppose the padlocking idea. If and when I had to get through the padlock anytime I needed to, I would dismantle the whole locking system and wait to be brought to the courts of law. The processes of law would enlighten everyone as to the misguided purported smart idea of padlocking a Government built road. Ever since the padlocking, there hasn’t been heard of any stolen sheets! Could it be that the smart inhabitants who initiated the padlocking did so as a cover-up of some smart involvements in the whole affairs?

My Gaharu Trees at+/- RM1 to 2k per tree

My Gaharu Trees at an approximately RM1 to 2k per tree. I need not apologise to the Gaharu trees for having planted them among the sweet Babagon Pineapples. Why should I? They are only plants, bah! It was said that one of the gifts the Three Kings from the East brought for Baby Jesus at the Manger in Bethlehem nearly 2010 years ago was the priceless sweet smelling resin of a Gaharu tree. There are many names for the Gaharu tree...the Chinese calls it with a different name, the Thais, with yet another name. The Kadazandusun calls it "Tindot". Who calls it Cendana and Agar Woods? It was further said that when God told Adam and Eve to leave Garden Eden after they have offended God with their disobedience, God did not allow then to take anything with them, except the Gaharu plant. There might be no truth at all in these mentioned hearsays.