A friend of mine who sacrificed his life in a brawl 5 years ago visited me in my dream last night. Coincidentally, he's father had just picked up his remaining things from the police back to his home and it's just something that he needed to hear. I then realized that it wasn't just a dream. I am very honoured to be able to pass on he's messages to his family and friends. As an artist/spiritualist, in some way, we're messengers, our mission is to bridge the unknown to the known; the virtual/spiritual world to the real-world. I also feel so grateful to get to see this old friend of mine, who seemed to have grown even more mature, sophisticated, altruistic, bright and creative. In the dream he implanted this pedant that he's dad made for him into his left wrist, presumably signifies his embracement for the past as well as determination for altruism and justice. I am so happy for this amazing soul.
The second part of the story is that I had an epiphany of this song Secret Splendor by
Buck 65 which delineates: from an accidental death, this soul transcends to heaven. The soul then experiences divinity. During its eternity, the soul had a dream by a beautiful lake and eventually engulfed in a miraculous blissfulness. I had an urged to shared this song with his dad and his dad was astonished by how the content of the song actually describes his favourite lake, where the ashes is spread by and this pedant in the middle of the lake. I realized then, this could be his message as well. I remember back in high school he introduced me to Buck 65 when I was still into hardcore gangsta rap, I didn't understand his poetic level of music yet, until a couple years after.
I still remember there was one time I was walking with him on the street, there was some hoodlum on the street who started shouting at me and ran towards me, I felt this intense sense of danger from this guy. Luckily, my friend just said hey, and the hoodlum saw him and immediately backed off and became really friendly. That's the kind of street credit he owned, and i'm probably just one of many people who he's helped on the street. 7 years after, he died on the street, his physical body has completed its mission and his soul lives on beautifully. I know this even more clearly by now. I want to share this story with everyone, with the permission by his father, whom my friend has always been so proud of. The beauty of family bond that surpasses the boundary of so-called reality, and how an amazing soul can continue to shine and spread love.
昨晚, 一個5年前為了幫弟弟解圍結果被一群流氓殺死的朋友托夢給我, 我跟他的爸爸講完後才知道原來剛剛好昨天他爸才去把他最後留下來的遺物從警察局帶回家，他可能擔心他爸太傷心，想請我跟他爸說他很好，而且靈界是很美好的，他的靈魂在很棒的地方。在夢中他把這個他爸做給他的紀念徽章植入他的左手腕裡，好像代表者他的正義精神以及堅強的意念。
他爸爸聽到後非常感動，說這真的是他現在需要知道的。我當下突然有首歌在我心中浮現 Buck 65的歌 Secret Splendor, 我馬上寄給他爸爸聽。幾分鐘後，他爸爸很驚訝的跟我說，這首歌很神奇的彷彿是他死去的兒子在述說的他的經歷，歌詞中述說的在永恆天堂中主角睡著並且經歷的輝煌般與神性的通天感受的那個湖，剛好跟他最喜歡的湖一樣，他的骨灰正是在那個湖邊的樹下，他爸幫他做的紀念徽章在湖底。這是我今天能幫我朋友從靈界給予的第二個訊息。（他爸爸知道後，馬上跑去在那個湖邊，真的感受到他的靈，並相處了一陣子，我聽了一直掉眼淚說：幫我向他問好，然後，我不想再用網路打擾你們了，電子器材有時會干擾到靈界的訊息）
Buck 65 剛好是我們高中認識時, 他介紹給我的音樂，因為我當時還在聽比較多幫派饒舌, 還不太能理解比較詩意性的饒舌音樂，一兩年後，我愛上了這類音樂。我記得高二那年，我在街上混時有個莫名其妙的流氓對我叫囂並且一邊向我衝過來，當下我直接感受到一種絕命的危機。但是他剛好在我旁, 笑笑的說個hey! 那流氓馬上變得很友善，我想因為他在街上的名聲非常好。我想.. 我不知道是他在街上幫助過的多少人其中的一個人而已。7年後, 他被殺死在街上。他的身軀完成了他這世的任務。然而，他的靈魂任然很美的發光著。我現在更確信這件事情了。
身為藝術工作者/靈修者 我想，這就是我們的使命之一，傳達訊息，把未成型的變成型，連結貌似虛幻的未知世界到這現實世界。謝謝你，Ben還有Ben的爸爸給我這個機會還有這麼美的感動，讓我能傳給更多人，尤其是曾經失去過重要的人事物的妳/你們。
The word miracle isn't really worth the same
As a measure of marvel in heaven as it is on earth
Because extraordinary happenings are commonplace in the promised land
So the precedent is modified
God itself decides the phenomenom fairly fantastic in nature
Happens very rarely by standards set by the practicing masters
Of the spectactular arts in paradise
As I strolled aimlessly edges of sacrement one day
I wasn't looking and died by accident
With sugar on my tongue and a breeze in each armpit
I descended to heaven cross-legged by magic carpet
Carried along through tunnels by a flow of waves
I met this soul with the role of issuing haloes
His name was Aurora, one time bet-maker
Everything he said he sang like Chet Baker
He explained the significance of the halo's intentions
The way that each increment of its dimensions
Bore a correlation to the core of your essence
With factors including the learning of lessons
Things that matter the most here being
Reflect and direct on the gleam that you're seeing
Overall size of the particle density
As it corresponds to the mission intensity
Well over 400 factors with gradients
Come into play with each new halo's radiance
With congratulations and repeating my name
He also assured me that no two are the same
It allows you a glimpse of each person's spirit
Without having to come anywhere near it
So with halo in place and my thankfulness pledged
My resident status in heaven was full-fledged
One day in eternity after riding a teeter-totter with God
I fell asleep with my feet in the water of a lake by a tree
In a quiet little place where i could be by myself with the sun on my face
A little while later I awoke to a rumbling
And opened my eyes to see a scene so humbling
I couldn't quite catch my breath
And my pulse doubled as the lake looked like it boiled as it bubbled
But instead of scalding my skin it was soothing
And it only felt like my imagination was melting
And trickling into a pool of fluid intuition
As secret splendor came to fruition
My own eyes surrendered as rapture found its purpose
As beautiful harmonies danced on the surface
Abstract shapes of all colors first did a dance and then floated
From each bubbled bursted
Literally billions of magnificent things
Would quake and quiver on top of the lake
I glanced left and right to see if maybe anyone else was dreaming this dream
When I turned all the way with my back to the spectre
I saw there an angel in the form of perfection
I felt paralyzed and my voice tried to hide
She glided and gently moved her hips from side to side
Without moving her feet, her hand held out in front of her
Calm and collected my hopes in her palm
The closer she came, and something about her
The most soothing sound grew louder and louder
Intense pleasure ran the length of my spine
As I pulled her towards me with the stength of my mind
When our hands finally touched she told me she loved me
And the shapes from the lake filled the whole sky above me
Instead of our tongues we spoke with our eyes
While music and color pulsed from the skies
It shines
Our edges are dreams running lengthwise
Our secret wishes fluttering lightyears
We fashioned inferences in disguise shapes together
You are the space between my exhales
Our way of understanding is eyes closed navigation
We twist slivers of unconsciousness into sacrement
Ghosts waltz around our backs
Our ideas converge to form corners to hide in
Quicker than dreams we traded our charms
Then spent eternity in each others arms
It was a miracle in heaven
You could see it and hear it everywhere
The synthesis of two souls and one spirit
Our haloes were the exact same size
