In my dream, I found myself in a supermarket - Carrefour - in Taiwan [This fact is not especially odd in itself because I lived and worked as a professor in Taiwan for about twenty years]. In my dream, I was simply walking in the aisles of a "Carrefour" supermarket in Taiwan [Yes, there are several Carrefours in Taiwan]. ...Carrefours is French for "crossroads."
I remember that, oddly enough, the "check-out" person was a black guy. He started writing in Chinese, and I asked him: "Oh! When did you learn to write Chinese?" When I payed my money, and he returned the cash to me, I noticed that the money was American cash.My lord! You get American money - currency you can use in waking life (Wait, strike that, you're Canadian, aren't you?) from the black man at the crossroads!
As you'll find on the link above, the "black man at the crossroads" is a magical teacher of skill and wisdom. His writing Chinese while you watch is a demonstration of that. Even if you know Chinese now, this might be an offer to teach you something you want to know.
Upon noticing his, I said: "Now I am sure this is a dream because you're giving me my change in American currency, and that could never happen in Taiwan." Finally, I said good-bye to the guy and told him: "It was nice meeting you, even though I know this is just a dream and you're not real!"
Well, there's reality, and then there's the other reality. I know you don't believe in intangibles other than, like, love and gravity, but this is a classic spiritual/magical dream.
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