In the early 90s during the middle of the night I awoke from a dream that I have yet to experience since. But the dream has served to set an aim for culture and human relations.
In the dream, I was with friends in a forest and we were hiding and finding each other among the trees. Each of us held guns to be used on each other when discovered. When a friend found me, she raised her gun and shot. After the stunning effect came a powerful and ecstatic experience of love! There was no bloodshed or ill will — simply pure love. The friend approached and explained that this is how we compete and play in life.
It must have been an angel who came to me in the dream, even in ordinary clothes and style. I wondered if it can truly exist, this way of life where love becomes the transformative power (rather than hatred). How wonderful it would be to compete with each other to give love! In this type of competition everyone wins. It is a way of life where what we know to be weapons of destruction transform to gifts that have no diminishing purpose.
Maybe the dream I had that moonlit night in San Francisco belongs to another era. But like a halo-gram, the angel delivered the message, leaving ripples that can still be recalled today.
Someone once said that if you can think something it must have been true. When I recall this story, I am grateful to know that the world may have beheld this way of life somewhere in time.
Note: cupid also represents an early age in human history that tells a story of the bow and arrow that befits virtue and the aim and object re-cast from the beginning of time.