Emergence of The Dragon

I dreamed of Hui Ge and Lee Hsien Loong. I also dreamed of my big brother and my father, as well as some other people at NUS...

I am not very well acquainted with this girl at NUS. However, we do know that we are in the same course, course mates. We would smile or 'acknowledge' each other when we happen to meet each other. But the chances of meeting her during course time was not much either. However, I dreamed of her! She was a fair lady, with 'doll hair', straight, almost like me. In the dream, she had a girl, her daughter. She was with her husband, a university student just like herself. They were married.

In the dream, I was supposed to pay up for something which I wanted to buy at a store. I told the salesgirl what I wanted. Next, I searched for my pockets for money. In the end, I discovered that I had forgotten to bring any money or wallet with me. I did not bring along my IC (identification card) also! Embarrassed, I had to tell the salesgirl that I wanted to cancel what I had 'ordered'. Next to come, standing next to me, carrying a toddler girl, was this family of 3 -- this University coursemate with her husband and their little girl. All of the three were fair, the fair skin people...

I walked away since I had no money. They walked the same path. Somehow, I started talking to the guy, the husband. I asked him,"You two are honour students?" He said they are only degree holders. I remembered, I had asked him another question and this morning, it was still vividly on my mind. But now I had forgotten.

We seemed to walk to another part of NUS (National University of Singapore). Lectures or classes seem to be going on. I had not been to NUS for such a long time. I was 'searching' for the place. The place was dark and very quiet. There were labs. Suddenly, I arrived. I saw Lee Hisen Loong wearing light blue long-sleeved shirt. He was talking to a group of people in front of him, acting like the tour guide. He was smiling and talking... I was watching from afar...

Next, I walked to a corner on the left side. Here, there were benches with experiment for people to see. They looked like microscope, but they are not really microscope. I wanted to see, but don't know how. They are made of transparent glasses, and there seem to be a 'stage' just like microscope. I could see small fishes, like the 'baby fishes' of guppies... The 'microscope' were very colourful, seem to have neon lights.

At the end of this 'microscope' benches, there is a dead end, brown in colour (like the 'cave' backdrop which the church of St Anthony had made for their pillars this year). Watching this dead end, I suddenly seem to see something moving... Watching carefully, to my amazement, I saw a pair of HANDS moving. I went towards the hands...

To my horror, I saw hiding in the cupboard at the right was this guy, HUI GE (程旭辉)... He was 'crouching' in the cupboard, hiding and his hands sticking out, touching the computer keyboard outside (at the dead end)... I quickly took photographs of him... He was still 'smiling'...

This seems to be all the NUS part of dream. On this same day or morning, I had dream of my father and big brother also. But I had forgotten which one come first and the details of it. But it was about HOMES. There were telephone calls also about calling homes... there were shops also involved in the dream. We were walking round the shops which contains certain goods...

I have dreams on certain day, but not all dreams I have time to record. This one, I have to 'urge' to record... and it seems of significance to me, definitely...

I searched the internet for the name of HUI GE and this is what I found: His ancestry is China (surprising, I thought he's a Singaporean)

Henry Thia (simplified Chinese: 程旭辉; pinyin: Chéng Xùhuī; born 25 February 1952, age 57) is a Singaporean actor who is probably best known for his roles in Money No Enough and Police & Thief as Hui & Georgie Gan respectively. He is best known for his catchphrase, "Alamak!!" (which means "Oh no!!" or "I'm done for!!" in Malay).

Lee Hsien Loong (simplified Chinese: 李显龙; traditional Chinese: 李顯龍; pinyin: Lǐ Xiǎnlóng; POJ: Li Hian-liong; born 10 February 1952) is the third and current Prime Minister of Singapore. Lee Hsien Loong is married to Ho Ching, who is and was the former Executive Director and Chief Executive Officer (CEO) of the government-owned Temasek Holdings. He is the eldest son of former Prime Minister Lee Kuan Yew.

Dragon, just what is really dragon? I used to ask my mother about Dragons...

Michael Jackson Returns

Michael Jackson HISTORY CONCERT


It was 25th June 2010, the first year anniversary of Michael Jackson's death. Not only did I dream of Cebest, little did I know that some other strange thing happened in the night.

On this day, 25th June 2010, the TV showed the death of Michael Jackson -- how he was 'killed' by Doctors (Murray and might be others). This show started at 10pm according to our time here in Singapore. After this show, it was Michael Jackson's concert, History. It was such a nice concert.... you can see parts of it below (Youtube).

The death of Michael Jackson is a 'mystery'. Was his death part of God's plan, the Acts of God, or was it the action of men / the actions of men?

On this night, before the show began, I was already excited about watching these shows. Richard wanted to watch soccer, while I wanted to watch the death of this man. Richard watched in the room. I got myself ready, stayed in the living room alone, reading my book while waiting for the show to start. Isaac was sleeping in the room. I was the only one staying in the living room...

I was reading the book with the title, "Complete Spiritual Doctrine of St Therese of Lisieux".... I had bought the book but had not been reading it -- so busy, so busy... Was it destiny, was it the 'good tidings' or was it 'coincidence', or was it 'everything according to God's Plan', every steps that I take?

Just before the show was going to end or something like that... To be exact, at 10.25pm, I heard my door "KNOCKED"!!!!!!!!!!! I was so SCARED!!!!!!!!! It was the SOUND of DOOR KNOCKING!!!!!! NOT DOOR BELL this time!!!!!!!!! I was watching MICHAEL JACKSON's DEATH, and how he died, and before concert started!!!! Concurrently, I was reading the 'message' the 'words of St Therese'.... TO SAVE SOULS, and that she would be "LIVING ON EARTH" even though she died....

The sound of the door knocking, it was so POWERFUL, so 'abrupt', so full of energy -- just like the sound of my paternal grandmother's door knocking sound... However, I can still remember the way my paternal grandmother knocked the door sound. It was different from this one. This one is definitely from a person with SUCH A STRONG ENERGY (From within)... It knocked so abruptly and loud even though my gate was closed and my door was 'very hard'. --- how many times do I need to knock SO HARD with my hands when my bell was not working (scared of the random ringing of the bell...) ; and how difficult it was to stretch the hands into my door through the gate to knock at my door... But this one was extremely POWERFUL I MUST ADMIT AND DECLARED.

I told my mother, I told my family and I demonstrated my hand knocking on walls... until my knuckles HURT. But that of the sound that night, was OBVIOUSLY KNUCKLES KNOCKING, and it was so POWERFUL...

Later on, I was 'disturbed' with the thought -- the hand that knocked at my door...


Michael jackson history



Michael Jackson comeback


Richard went to open the door. No one was at the door. As normal, he would try to say good things as always... he said,"The person went downstairs already"...

On the night, when MediaCorp started the show "Together" (当我们同在一起/dang wo men tong cai yi qi), the door bell rang while we were having dinner. The time was 9pm. Richard went to open the door. The same thing he said...

However, I told him that that was Jesus at the door, but nobody seem to believe. This time, it was Michael Jackson.... All The Saints Come Marching In...

Dream of Cebest

Today, a moth was spotted by Clara. The thought of Michael Jackson came to my mind. The day after his death, a special moth flew into the children's room also. I remembered his death anniversary around this time. I checked the internet and was surprised to see that today is indeed the one year anniversary of Michael Jackson's death...

According to the internet, Michael Jackson's mother was a devout Jehovah Witness... I read about Michael Jackson's nature of death or his cause of death, and it was homicide...

This morning, I had another dream. It was again my baptismal mother's house. But this time, it was not her house that I dreamed of, but in the dream, her house was that of 'flats'... There were lifts to the floor. I cannot remember the dream fully, but parts of here and there. I remembered, I was standing outside her gate. She did not open the gate. Outside her gate was some shelves. I searched for two books and before I left, I said I would return her. It was two identical books, rather thin, and I had never seen these books before in real life. I had forgotten the title of the books, but it seems like some comical books.

I do not know if I am alone. But it seems like Richard was with me. We pressed the lift. I forgotten which floor we were at, or rather I do not know which floor we were at. All I know was that in the dream, I pressed for the lift. The numbers shown on the lift was 8 (going up), 2 (going down)... there were three buttons on the lift, aligned horizontally. I pressed the left and the centre ones. And the lift did not stop at the level we were standing. (Then Richard pressed the third button) -- I do not know if this really happen... anyway, I saw the number 7 with alphabets! It was 7c and 7d, something like that!

In an0ther part of the dream, I saw my dog, Cebest! But his fur was with black and white! (my previous dog's fur it seems!) Anyway, it was so nice to be able to dream of him again... and we had a good time it seems, kissing me etc...

Here I Am Lord

Here I am Lord Jesus Christ, here I come to do your will (God's Will)

Acts of Consecration To The Sacred Heart of Jesus

Lord Jesus Christ, we(I) thank you for revealing to us your Sacred Heart, and for showing us your Father's boundless love for us. We join with you in praising and thanking Him every moment of our lives.

In obedience to His will, you gave yourself up to death for our salvation. By dying, you destroyed our death, and by rising, you restore our life, and proved to us your boundless love. Your side was opened by a lance, and so was unveiled the wound caused to your Sacred Heart by our sins and by our repeated ingratitude and coldness of heart. From your wounded heart flow out living waters of compassion and love. From your side your Church was born.

You gave us the gift of your Holy Spirit and the life-giving grace of your sacraments. Fill us with a deep love for your holy Church. May the Holy Spirit warm our hearts so that we may make some return of love to you.

Help us to receive your sacraments worthily and often, so that they may be for us a living fountain of grace, drawing us ever closer to your Sacred Heart. Enliven our faith so that we shall realise the malice of our sins and the love which made you endure your bitter passion and death.

May we place all our trust in you alone; and in all the problems and anxieties of daily life, may we take refuge in your Sacred Heart and Make us an everlasting gift to you.

We (I) consecrate to you our (my) whole life. Grant that we may never be parted from you by sin, but that we may abide in your love until the end, when you will take us home where we shall thank and praise and glorify you for all eternity. Amen


Yesterday was such a special day. The previous night, I was awoken (as though from a dream, but cannot remember what is it). When I opened my eyes, Richard was standing beside me, beside the bed. He said,"Got lizard on the bed, behind your pillow."

I was not aware of anything, and not even afraid and never see either. I stood up, want to go toilet. Then I saw the lizard's tail dropped off on the bed. Everything happened so fast, and this is all that I saw. Then Richard tried to clean the bed, picked up the 'wriggling' lizard's tail...

First time, lizard comes to me, behind me, on my bed its tail dropped. But not the first time I encounter 'strange' lizard...

St Anthony of Padua Relics Come To Singapore Yesterday, 22nd June 2010
On the night, after I come home from the Parliament House ('Pay Respect' To Dr Goh Keng Swee), the small 'mutant lizard' came! And surrounding this lizard was all 'chaos', and this lizard came from nowhere... Asked Richard to capture it. Among this, I saw the St Anthony's Prayer bookmark there, and the Maxtor hard disk beside it... The Maxtor Hard Drive cover was written these words: Save Your Life


Outside Singapore Museum, on this tree, the crow kept crowing non-stop on the day I went to pay respect to Dr Goh Keng Swee at the Parliament House.

Yesterday, I was very teary, and the previous night... because of ......I don't want 'that' to happen.........but Richard don't understand....

Heralds of the Gospel

This morning I wrote about the House of Mary and Our Lady. Last night, I stayed late to write Vision; and today I woke up early again to continue these writings.

I was very tired, very tired and very sad also... Now I also feel very tired (having been crying, crying of sadness -- of the things I don't want to see... very full of grief.

Just now in the morning, I had another vision, another totally different vision from what I had experienced again. This time, I seemed to be awoken suddenly from a dream. I cannot recall the dream again. But I 'shook' my body. It was 'like a terrifying experience' and I had a 'shock' like that. Immediately, I saw in my eyes (eyelid), having my eyes still closed, but consciously awoke. I could see 3D image inside my eyes. It is again Orange colour image, the whole background is orange, with spire (look like fire flames) -- with different tones of colours (orange). Looking behind all this spire, and trying to see what I can see in this image... 'strolling' my eyes up and down, left and right, gradually and slowly, I could see as though a black cross at the centre, behind these spires. Then I saw something like a 'face', greenish image/dim light of green, among these orange images. It was a huge eye I saw, the 'eye of Jesus'.

I am filled with awe as to 'see' such a thing like this, 'the eye of Jesus', but I am grief over what I saw on the seventh Sunday of Easter as well... Such image kept 'haunting' my mind, I kept seeing it...

The Heralds of the Gospel is an International Association of Pontifical Right, the first established by the Holy See in the third millennium, on the liturgical feast of the Chair of St. Peter, 22nd February 2001...

Three essential pillars: The spirituality of the Heralds is based on three essential points: The Eucharist, Mary and the Pope.
These points are represented in the emblem that distinguishes them.

Their charism leads them to strive for perfection, while always searching for the pulchritude in all their daily actions, even in the most private ones.

…Song, Conversation and Prayer…The origin of the Heralds of the Gospel dates back to the ’50s when a group of youths gathered to sing, converse and pray.


The charism of the Heralds of the Gospel is expressed in the sublime commandment of Jesus Christ: “Be you therefore perfect, as also your heavenly Father is perfect” (Mt 5:48).

For the herald of the Gospel, this call to perfection should not remain restricted to interior acts, but should also externalize itself in his activities, in order to better reflect God. This is to say that he should perform all his daily actions in a ceremonial spirit, whether it be in the intimacy of his private life, or whether it be in public, in evangelizing work, in the relationship with brothers and sisters, in the participation in the Liturgy, in musical and theatrical presentations, or in any other circumstance.

This search for perfection signifies not only the embracing of truth and the practice of virtue, but also to do it with pulchritude, with beauty, which can be an important element for sanctification. In the Letter to the Artists, the Holy Father wisely remembers the opportune teaching of the Second Vatican Council:

“This world in which we live needs beauty in order not to sink into despair. Beauty, like truth, brings joy to the human heart and is that precious fruit which resists the erosion of time, which unites generations and enables them to be one in admiration!”

The origin: The present state of this institution is a result of a long journey. Looking back, through the years and the decades, one can affirm almost step-by-step the providential nature of the path followed. Almost imperceptibly, the hand of Providence was guiding them throughout their journey that culminated in the recent pontifical approval.

The designs of God are unfathomable. Some He converts in a efficacious manner, as swift as lightning, as in the case of St. Paul. While with others He waits patiently for many years, leaving them to walk along the tortuous paths of life until at a determinate moment He invites them irresistibly to sanctity. Such was the case of St. Augustine.

Providence also has its mysterious designs for the Heralds of the Gospel. Its origins can be traced back to the middle of the past century, when a group of young men came together in São Paulo, to admire the harmony and cultivate the spirituality that emanates from Gregorian chant, in the midst of studies about Catholic doctrine.

Characteristics:
“I never imagined that in the world of today something like this could exist!”

“From the time that I read the book: Fatima, Dawn of the Third Millennium, I received a great interior grace. I found the courage to confront the difficulties of this life.”

“The Rosary is changing my life.”

“Their words helped me to return with conviction to the Catholic Church.”

“I am already praying the Rosary every day, and I have received many graces. Our family used to visit a spiritist centre. Thanks be to God we no longer go there. I was the first to be rescued.”

Testimonies such as these, commonly heard in all the various actions undertaken by the Heralds of the Gospel, evoke numerous questions in the minds of many who come into contact with this institution: “How do you attract so many young people?” – some ask. Others, more involved in the ecclesiastical life, formulate the question in other terms: “What is your charism?”

At the root of such inquiries is the affirmation, more or less conscious, of the disproportion between the sparse means of action of the Heralds of the Gospel and the copious fruits of evangelization obtained. One of the most fruitful moments of the day is that of meditation. We have a pressing need to be alone with the Lord. It is in silence, in recollection… that the soul has this true experience of God… and finds the path of action in the world (Archbishop Manuel Monteiro de Castro, Apostolic Nuncio in Spain, homily in the Thanksgiving Mass on 18/3/2001).

The response to these questions can be easily found in the works of St. Louis de Montfort, whose Christocentric spirituality, with a markedly Marian note, the Heralds of the Gospel practice, following the example of His Holiness John Paul II.

“When Mary has struck her roots in a soul – affirms St. Louis de Montfort – she produces there marvels of grace… When the Holy Spirit, her Spouse, has found Mary in a soul, He flies there. He enters there in His fullness; He communicates Himself to that soul abundantly…”

Therefore, it is not without reason that the Holy Father affirms; “Mary is the star of the new evangelization”.

If the Heralds of the Gospel inspire the faithful with their music, bring them to an interior conversion with their words, or attract to the Church with their example those who are on the wrong path, it is because their actions are done “by Mary, with Mary, in Mary, and for Mary, with the goal of doing them more perfectly by Jesus, with Jesus, in Jesus, and for Jesus”, just as St. Louis de Montfort counsels.

This is the secret of their evangelizing success, the axis of their life of piety, and the means that the Holy Spirit puts in their path to attain perfection.

Community Life
Although they do not take vows and they are lay people, the Heralds of the Gospel seek to practice in all its captivating purity the evangelical counsels.

Practicing celibacy, they normally live in communities (masculine or feminine), in an ambience of fraternal charity and discipline. In their houses an intense life of prayer and study is encouraged and developed, following the wise directives of Pope John Paul II: “The fundamental objective of the formation of the lay faithful is an ever-clearer discovery of one’s vocation and the ever-greater willingness to live it so as to fulfill one’s mission” (Christifidelis Laici, 58).

What Do You See

Photograph of Vision Test taken at Alexandra Hospital

Today I went to church. I just came back from church not long ago. Today the church was not so crowded with people (Saturday 6pm Mass -- 12th Sunday In Ordinary Time).

I have a 'task' in hand. I need to fulfill what I have to do. I knew that it would not be so easy, otherwise I would not have 'see Jesus' and Jesus would not have come to me in the first place... But still, I want to do it, because it involves... the vision I keep seeing today... something which I do not want IT to happen...

I am very sad, sad to see this vision.... a vision which I had 'seen' on the 7th Sunday of Easter... the early morning on 16 May 2010 -- as what I had described in the post Aiming With The Eyes: ...something ’scary’ and very unusual last Sunday morning, the 7th Sunday of Easter…. so this vision is what the scary thing is about. Today, I keep 'seeing' it again, and now as I am typing and thinking of it, I can visualize IT in the back of my brain (because I had seen IT before).... however, when I close my eyes now, I do not see IT, as IT was seen on the seventh Sunday of Easter. On this particular morning, the image of THIS was seen on my eyelid, inner eyelid... IT was very apparent what I saw, and I was very scared later. It was my First Time seeing THIS.

What is Vision? In dictionary, Vision can be defined as follows:

1. the act or power of sensing with the eyes; sight.
2. the act or power of anticipating that which will or may come to be: prophetic vision; the vision of an entrepreneur.
3. an experience in which a personage, thing, or event appears vividly or credibly to the mind, although not actually present, often under the influence of a divine or other agency: a heavenly messenger appearing in a vision. Compare hallucination ( def. 1 ) .
4. something seen or otherwise perceived during such an experience: The vision revealed its message.
5. a vivid, imaginative conception or anticipation: visions of wealth and glory.
6. something seen; an object of sight.
7. a scene, person, etc., of extraordinary beauty: The sky was a vision of red and pink.
8. computer vision

To me, vision is what we see. The ability to see with your eyes, the view in front of you as you walk around, look in front, navigating around. The eyes enable you to see and ultimately to learn. When a baby is born, it is said that they can only see very near distances. Their eyes cannot see far distances. As their eyes develop, they can see more distant objects. With the ability to see, babies are able to know their parents or caregivers. Babies can recognize people and respond to the surroundings and so on.

What You See? This is called vision. One word and it has so many meaning as described above. But if I do not experience it, I would not know that there are SO MANY WAYS OF SEEING THINGS.

1. You can see with your eyes through the normal way -- opening your eyes and look at things in front of you.
a. To see with the eyes, as I had experienced, not only when you opened your eyes, but I am able to see 'Image' within the eyes (when the eyes closed) -- as in having an image on the eyelid... this is amazing, but yet 'Scary' when I do not want to see the thing that I Do Not want to see. (I am very sad, am very sad. I do not want it to happen and I do not want to see it either. Jesus, Please help me....
2. You can see with your brain when people describe or talk to you and you said,"I see..." This means that You understand what the other party is talking about.
a. In the brain, you can have imageries as well as words in pictorial form (depending on what you seen before and what your brain had able to retain -- memories).
b. In the brain, you do not have to see all images. Like words that you know... I think the best to describe it is the alphabets. Because you already know it by heart. You do not need to have to have a image in your brain anymore... it is 'learned' already when you see 'C' you know how to read and understand etc...
3. You can see with your heart when people describe or talk to you, and you really listen. You listen and you put yourself in the person's shoes. You empathize the person, the other party communicating with you. When you 'see' with the heart, this means that you are able to understand or perceive/put yourself in the person's shoes and be able to feel like them. You know how their situation is, because you have experience before (most likely, otherwise it is very hard to understand with the heart).

What sort of vision had I experienced? This is what I had seen:
IMAGE: Gathering manna (brain)
IMAGE: 'Something I do not want it to happen' (I do not want to reveal, I am scared) from my eyelids
WORDS: Suck Blood (brain)
WORDS: Power of Power (eyelid)
IMAGE: 'A Reality Picture' (eyelid)

Today, I saw the "LIGHT OF MARY" through the window again. This time it is different. I saw 'white dragons'... wolf... horse..... etc. Not uploaded the picture yet. This is the normal vision that I see with my eyes opened, early in the morning when people are sleeping and I am carrying Isaac in my arms.

In the sky, other interesting photographs that I had taken are
The EYE of God
The Reign of God
Oracles (Today the oracle was SO MAGNIFIED)
Odyssey

The eyes are just so important that I had created Inspiration Peek with the favicon of the eyes. The eyes help us to see, help us to interpret information, help us to learn from what WE SEE......

By love, God has revealed himself and given himself to man. He has thus provided the definitive, superabundant answer to the questions that man asks himself about the meaning and purpose of his life.

God has revealed himself to man by gradually communicating his own mystery in deeds and in words.

Luminous Mysteries

6.40am. The bird 'called'. I walked to the window and was amazed to see the sky again. This is a little different morning from usual. Richard and Isaac were awoke already. I went to take my camera and captured the sky. (not uploaded yet)

It was a strange sight, not at first. The first sight was the 'familiar' one again, on the 'new creation' -- again, Magnified. But this time, it was not as scary and MAGNIFIED as the past, like THE LEGS, and the End of THE WORLD.

I carried Isaac in my arms and looked at the sky and the surroundings. Pigeons lined the flats, staggered in numbers... 7, 3, 1.... all standing motionless and very quiet.

On the grassland, there were again the fallen yellowish dead leaves (despite no trees there). On the other plot of grassland, there were trees, but non of the plot of grassland were filled with ANY traces of LEAVES. As I looked at the pathway, I was surprised to see the BLACK CAT again, lying on the road side, new the drain. The black cat, I saw it yesterday at Fu Shan Garden, and it 'mew' at me when I go near 'him'.

The black cat lied down on the road for sometime, motionless until quite some time later, it began to move... like it was looking under the soil (just as what Puma had did before -- if you had followed my post at PeaceBella.com). This is not the first time I saw this black cat lying on the road like that. It was a repetition of what I had seen before...

The sky changes... there were orange LIGHT present among the clouds, rays of orange light, and streaks of orange 'feathery' clouds light... so special, so nice... spreading over the sky.... Pigeons flew from here to there at the 'flat landings', staggered on different storeys of the flat on my left hand side block of flat.

Today I need to go to my mother's house. She is sick. She has been sick for a very long time. She has not enough rest... always working and always so hardworking.... The reason why I woke up so early is to get ready and planned for my trip... I went to the kitchen to cook porridge for Isaac.

After I came back, I saw the sky changes again... It was such special rays of light which I called "LUMINOUS LIGHT".

Something significant of what I Saw this morning, not in sequence, but overall significance:
1. Light of Mary
2. Revelation of John
3. Mysteries, Ministries of Christ
4. Oracle Magnified

I had posted these two songs:
细水长流
写一首歌给你

This is the story of love...

The Luminous Mysteries - Mysteries of Light
The Luminous Mysteries

Watch And See

Today I got another vision. I was rocking Isaac as I was closing my eyes, being very tired. I was standing near the end of the bed, in front of the mirror (facing away from the mirror). As I was closing my eyes and rocking Isaac in my arms, I saw a young boy sitting in front of the TV/television set. He was watching the TV. I cannot see the boy's face. It was an orangish image. It was a seeing of 'reality', something so real that I don't know how, it was so fast and I just open my eyes and it was my house, my TV in front of me...

Yesterday, on the internet, I read for the first time, Orchard Road was flooded. This morning, I saw the newspaper with photographs of Orchard Road terribly flooded. I saw in the news of Orchard Road extremely flooded too....

On the day where I wanted to 'pay my respect' to Dr Goh Keng Swee, I saw three pigeons on the roof of Adelphi Shopping Centre, as shown in the photograph below. This was what I saw before I went to 'see' Dr Goh Keng Swee at the Parliament House.


Three pigeons above the roof of Adelphi Shopping Centre

Three pigeons, each look differently. If I am not wrong, one was bald. Another one, very sick and I cannot help, must take a photograph of it to SHOW YOU.


Photograph of the Sick Bird or Pigeon, one of the three birds shown

LIGHT In Your CAVE
The birds come to tell you story... At Causeway Point, I saw another sick bird (not as sick as this one) This one is very serious. I have not uploaded the photograph yet. I am extremely busy. The sick pigeon (which have difficulties in flying) 'lead' me or us (me and Clara) to a spot. Looking up, I saw the MRT TRACK with water leaking. In Singapore, Lots of Pigeons have their home in the MRT TRACK (the 'holes' or gaps among the pillars)

This morning, just now only, I saw another sick bird (with wet wings) on the grass (field) just behind Blk 827 Woodlands st 81... I dreamt of Fu Shan Garden just recently... I did not write it down, but the memory of it still 'linger' in my mind...


Blessed Sacrament Church, photograph taken on 4 June 2010: two pigeons present

Faith of The Heart
My father is going to be discharged today. Thank You Jesus. And today, I saw so many wonderful things... New Heaven and Earth...

Then Noah sent out a dove to see if the waters had lessened on the earth. But the dove could find no place to alight and perch and it returned to him in the ark for there was water all over the earth. ~ Genesis 8:8-9

My Dream

I dreamed of my brother, Peter. It was a dream like reality. I dream of his present face, his present stature. I dream of 'us' in my father's house. In the house, it seemed a house with no obvious objects seen, but the main characters seen only -- People, consisting of my sister, me, father and Lim Chan. It was the house in Boon Lay, the one which we used to stay, my first house (HDB flat). At that time, Lim Chan (my brother) used to live next to us. Lim Chan and my brother (and Lucy) often came over to our house. I used to help to look after Lim Chan...

Time flies, Lim Chan has grown up and she is married with her own child now... In the dream, my brother was not feeling well. First time in the dream I dreamed of him sick -- his lip so pale like he is going to collapse. I supported him at the back and asked him go and see the doctor. Before that, I asked 'people' to give him a glass of water to drink. Lim Chan was the one who offer him the cup of drink. At this point, he sat down, holding over the cup of water. He drank and was pleased. My sister and I were around him. We were happy for him and said,"Wow, Lim Chan offered you drink lei." But after that, Lim Chan's face changed, and my brother was 'sandwiched'...

I dreamed of my father's room, in which my brother first walked into. After which, talking to my father and telling him about his 'not feeling well' (and indeed so, seeing his face pale), he walked out of the room to the living room. It was the place where we used to put the dining table there. My brother was standing there beside the dining table place (no dining table was seen, but I know it was there). The offering of drink is also there.

The next part of the dream, which I do not know which one come first and which one come last (the second and third paragraph). It was myself, walking up an escalator. My view (vision) was a shop I was heading. This shop (don't know whose shop) was attended by one of my parents. I could not recall now who I was talking to in the shop, but it was one of my parents -- parents my father, but it seemed like my mother too... really no impression of it now. In this part of the dream, it was about my brother's health also... I was standing in the midst of the shop, talking to one of my parent... (forgotten what is it already, but it was a very very short conversation, telling them something -- one or two sentence only).

Yesterday, I wanted to write about "White Horse" and the 'fallen leaves' (mass yellowish fallen leaves on the grass, despite a 'calm' weather). But I have no time, really no time. I did not go to the hospital to see my father. I always tell my sister, "If you go, I don't go. If you don't go, I will go." If nobody goes and see my father then I will go. But if I need to 'accomplish my task', I would have done so. That's why during the first few days, I was so busy, running here and there. But now everything seem fine... everything was 'as planned'...

Yesterday, I called her, wanted to ask her about my father's condition since I did not go down to see him. She never answered my phone. I send message to her and she replied a while later, saying that she was having dinner/eating. First time (but not the first time she is 'like that') she never answer my phone, and never return my phone call. I always tell her that I was busy -- she called me, sometimes I was in the kitchen, cooking for Isaac or washing clothes, all doing housework. Imagine I went out to see my father everyday, where do I have time to do my own work, my housework and caring for Isaac? I am telling the truth and not 'acting busy'. But never mind being 'scorned' and 'persecuted' like that. As long as I know what I am doing...

End of The World

This is so scary. I was writing my posts this morning, as early as 4am if I remember the time correctly (not exact, but estimate). I wrote about Divine Mercy In My Soul and next St Joseph's Church.

While I was writing St Joseph's Church (almost done), Isaac suddenly cried -- cried 'specially' as though the same 'usual' cries when 'something' had 'stirred' him. I carried him, rocked him, and walked in the room. Suddenly my eyes 'peeked' at the window (curtains blocking) and saw some grey clouds... I quickly went to the window, opened the curtain and was SO SHOCKED and FRIGHTENED to see the HUGE GREYISH/BLACK CLOUDS...it was almost like the same morning, but this time is different 'figures', different 'story'.

It was such a 'scary' sky I saw... I wanted to take my camera, but it was dark, and the sight of the dark clouds made me 'scared' (I want to see it, not to miss out any important things). With Isaac in my arms, I watched the 'story' as it was 'played' in the sky. It was a hard nut to crack... but I saw the 'big explosion' again, this time MAGNIFIED, greatly MAGNIFIED.

I heard sound outside the room, but I did not go out to see. The time when I saw the 'transformation' of the sky was about 6.30am. I stood at the window, watching all the 'figures' of the dark black clouds... until about 6.50am. I closed the curtain and went back to bed -- putting Isaac down (very tired to carry him everyday and not able to sleep/rest) and I lying beside him. I wanted to continue with my post (St Joseph's Church) but was very tired -- don't want to wake up Isaac also. I need to wait for opportunity (when he's in deep sleep then I can continue with my post). I think I had caught some sleep. But after a while, Isaac cried again. I carried him, and walked to the window again. This time, the sky was brighter already.

It was really the oasis again... I did not see the time. I watched the 'transformation' of the sky. I was so surprised to see HUGE SERAPHIM in the sky. It was so huge that even if I have camera, I would not be able to capture the whole image. The same cloud was seen yesterday as the family went to the church for the FEAST of St Anthony.

During all these transformations, some of the figures that I saw was

1. THE GOZILLA with a mini gozilla above it
2. The Pig and the dragon
3. The pig transform into another creature and in it seem to carry a sharp weapon that can kill the big GIANT (Titan)/Monster
4. WINGS AND LEGS (first observed) -- like that of the sharks' fins or angels' wings
5. TAILS -- big tail and small tail
6. White horse, emerging from the clouds (THE MOST SIGNIFICANT ONE)
7. COUNT THE NUMBERS

As I watched the sky, I observed the surroundings. I saw pigeons flying onto the flats, many. Some pigeons resting on 'here' and some pigeons resting on 'there', all the pigeons were staggered. But the white spotted pigeon appeared again (yesterday saw it again at Causeway Point), it was standing at level 7 of the flat on my left. So many changes.... I won't elaborate. All the numbers were so confusing... but the significant one was 7 pigeons standing on the lamp post, the last one the white spotted pigeon. After that, it became five pigeons....

I saw a black crane flew from the right. It was beautiful. The message is "The Light of Mary"...

Around 8am, I took photographs of the sky. It was bright and strange sky... You Count The NUMBERS...

DO YOU WANT TO BE SAVED?

The Will of God

This morning, I was very tired. As usual, Isaac kept waking up and I need to carry him. Everybody was sleeping, and I had to wake up to carry him... always me attending to him. It was so tired, I wonder when is the last time I had a long good sleep...

When Isaac was seem asleep, I put him on the bed and tried to catch my sleep again. The next moment, he woke up again... My computer was beside my bed. Everyday, I do not know when I have time to do my work. Ask everybody to help, but all the people are so lazy -- all very reluctant to do work at home.

Watching the revelations of John on YouTube yesterday, it was like a 'parallel' of what I am experiencing. This morning, while I closed my eyes (not dreaming), I can see "LIGHT" and it is like 'zooming' in (just like the day I was transcended). It was scary. I quickly stopped consciously.

But soon, I was subconsciously 'dreaming'. It was words I saw, words I was reading -- so many words, all words. Before I woke up and be conscious, I was reading a few words consisting of xxxxx God xxxxx will xxxx cannot remember what it says totally now.

In another part, it was a real dream this time, it was Richard, me and Clara I dreamed of. It was our new home. It was very big, consisting of upstairs and downstairs. In the dream, there were more things happened which will be private...

All or Nothing

The saddest thing in life... to know the truth and to see people not believing in the truth. The most pathetic truth is what people always say "so near and yet so far" -- when someone is telling you the truth and yet nobody believe you... The close kins would always choose to believe the 'outsiders' than to believe you. They would choose to talk to 'outsiders' than to tell you what is on their mind...

This is a whole of 'opposites'. People who do not 'know' say it loud... People who do not 'know' say until like they know and act like they know. Ignorant people and uneducated people, on the other hand, are easily cheated by people. They just follow what people said and do (the norm). Can we blame them? They do not have a choice. They are not given the opportunity to study and they are born in poor family, from poor parents...

Poor parents give birth to many children because they do not know anything about family planning. Life is hard being poor -- having to juggle between family and work (to earn a living for the family). Sufferings have caused parents to abort their babies. Nobody wants that to happen. It is said that Catholics cannot have abortions, Catholics cannot have contraception. In the early days, not many people can afford to go to school. Uneducated people do not even know how to maintain health, they do not even know how to care for themselves. We can see dirty children, dirty homes and dirty premises where these people dwell.

Because life is hard, poor people always think money is their solution. Money is power. All poor people dream of getting rich -- stay in landed properties, drive big cars, have maids to serve them... But is money really the solution? Does money really makes people happy?

At death, you cannot even bring anything with you to the coffin!

I am not happy now. How can I be happy when my father is lying in the hospital? I told them what I know. Look at me now. I am not rich. I am a university graduate, but yet I have a 'Garanguni' home -- a home which the 'head of the house' said Pasar Malam. Isn't it a joke! Nobody wants to believe my words! And yet I am always being 'maligned'...

Who wants to talk to you, poor pauper? Standing with the rich person, nobody even wants to talk to you and look into your eyes! That is the 'tragedy' of LIFE... even the close kins........................................................................................................................

This is beyond words can describe. UGLY TRUTH. 悲 埃 (this is not the correct word, but I just want to write the chinese characters which have the same sound/pronounciation as BEI AI). Just how pathetic people are...

Sad, very sad. Living in this kind of slum, and living in this kind of place where there is no harmony, no unity and more.....................................................................................

Luckily, I have Jesus...

The Legs

Yesterday 4.6.10, early in the morning, I was shocked to see the huge grey clouds in the sky. It was the 'oasis magnified'. There were two legs in the sky, so huge (Humongous) extending all the way from one block of the flat to the other -- two huge legs, looking like the rabbit, looking like the frog, "diving" or swimming under the sea. I could see the "sea plants" from the "new creation". After watching the two huge legs, I seemed to see another animal forming out of the clouds. It was that of a deer, seem running...

That same morning, channel 8 was showing "Good Morning Singapore" (wonder is that the English Title...) It showed about Frog legs... Memories of my father flashes on my mind.... I was filled with tears as I was doing housework. My father's legs are in pain now, lying in the hospital. (the thunder roaring at this instant.. 9.15am, bright sky). I could not do anything. I was sad. He cared for my legs so much when I was young. He caught fish, he caught frogs, and my mother cooked them. My mother fed me fish and frogs porridge. They were delicious and fresh food. They wanted me to have strong legs.... yet my father now has painful legs...

Yesterday, I went to Blessed Sacrament Church -- the only way I can help him... my mission, my task to do it... all these served as a record.

Today (5.6.10), I had a series of dreams. In it, I was awoken by 'some' and the most important of all was the "sight" of Jesus sitting on the throne... Jesus was sitting on a big red chair wearing white -- the kind of red chair that can be seen in the church where the priest sits. I was not dreaming then. This "sight" was as usual that type of 'closing my eyes' and for a very fast instant, I had a 'glimpse' of it...

Having to carry Isaac every morning, I stood at the window and this morning, I saw "The Lamb of God"... It was the shape of the cloud that has the head which resemble that of the lamb and cow, very special...seem to have horns... very pure white, shiny some more. The clouds was as usual transforming very fast... In later part, after I was 'gone' and back again, I saw 'flying pig' -- a pig with wings...

At the carpark, the one with water flooding at the rooftop, it was the same bird that appeared again. The same bird... I went to search my camera this time. After I got it out from my bag, I went to the window. Now, there were two such birds (have not uploaded the photographs yet)...

Cebest Death Anniversary is approaching... I have not completed what I wanted to write...

Heart Surgeon

This morning I was awoken from a dream. It was the dream of a heart surgeon whom I had worked with in the Mount Elizabeth Hospital years back. The name of this surgeon is Dr MC Tong (Tong Ming Chuan).

I was so surprised to see him in the dream. He was talking to another man, both dressed smartly, with ties. I approached him, "happened to meet him" and was really surprised, and I exclaimed: Dr MC Tong! But it was really weird. It was not actually the face of Dr MC Tong, the face looked somewhat like Dr Christi Tan (don't know how to spell his name, but sound "Christi")... but it was definitely Dr MC Tong...

Next part of the dream moved on to an estate -- the rich people estate where there were all landed property. I think I was with Richard. We walked through the estate. While walking, I saw pets in the 'gardens' of these houses. There were two particular house, on opposite sides which my dream had 'lingered' on. I saw the occupant(a woman) as well. These are the rich people... I saw dogs and if I am not wrong, hamsters in the dream...

Cannot really remember much now. But the most obvious one was Dr MC Tong, the face I saw...

Today, my father is hospitalized...

Just a few days ago, I dreamed of his mother, my grandmother... it was a wonderful dream which I had spoken to her for so long (but in actual fact, I did not talk to her much in real life)...

Search the web and found this information about him:

Dr Tong Ming Chuan
MC Tong Cardiothoracic Surgery
3 Mount Elizabeth #17-11
Mount Elizabeth Medical Center Singapore 228510

Dr Tong Ming Chuan, or Dr M.C. Tong, as he is known to his patients, is a Consultant Cardiovascular and Thoracic Surgeon at the Mount Elizabeth Medical Centre.

He received his MBBS from the University of Singapore (1973) and is a Fellow of the Royal College of Surgeon (Glasgow)(1978), the Royal Australasian College of Surgeons (1981) and the Academy of Medicine, Singapore (1981).

He was previously the Head and Senior Consultant of the Department of Cardiothoracic Surgery at Singapore General Hospital and the Director of both the Heart and Lung Transplant Programs at the Singapore General Hospital. Dr Tong pioneered the first Heart Transplant in July 1990 and also led the first Lung Transplant in Nov 2000. He was the Chairman of Medical Advisory Board at Mount Elizabeth Hospital, the Secretary-General for the Association of Thoracic and Cardiovascular Surgeons in Asia, a member in the Editorial Board for The Asia Pacific Heart Journal & Annals of Thoracic & Cardiovascular Surgery, and a member for Advisory Board for Asian Cardiovascular & Thoracic Annals.

Dr Tong’s main specialty is in adult heart surgery. He has extensive experience in coronary artery bypass surgery. He is one of the pioneers for all arterial grafts for CABG, minimal invasive CABG and off pump CABG in Singapore.

I had seen 'his work'.... I would see him sitting in the doctors' tea room after his operation. He is so unlike the rest of the heart surgeons. He is quiet, steady and the chinese word to describe him is 稳重 (wen zhong)... slow and steady is his working attitude that I see.