Solitaire

Solitaire
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Last night, I was waiting for a friend who usually comes to see me in between every few days. But as I was overcome by sleep so much, let the lights stay on and I myself went to the bed.
This was about 9:50.
Woke-up after about 2 hours (precisely at 11:42 p.m) and put the lights off and returned to bed.
At about 2:30, I might have had this dream.
In the dream, I was playing ‘patience’ / ‘solitaire’,
(So far I have played exactly 1600 times this on my computer.
I checked this just now.)
And in the dream I somehow sensed, it was not for the real, but in the dream only. So as I usually do when such a thing happens, I tried to ‘manipulate’ the things because ‘if this was a dream’ I could do this easily. I do this often even while something like this happens with me which looks like a ‘dream’ but almost usually an impossibility. I could see the columns suited well soon and in a jiffy, ‘I won’ and saw out of 1600 games, so far I had won 6 times. I was going to shut-down the system and laughed away about the whole thing.
Just then there was a ‘knock’ at the door.
At this hour? In my dream I checked ‘time’ in my system which was 2:56 a.m. date was 08/10/2017. ‘So it’s a dream only don’t worry!’ –I said to myself.
“No one is going to shoot you, and even if this happens you will not die, but will just wake-up from your dream in your sleep.”- I was convinced.
But the door was already open and I saw them sitting on the sofa in my drawing room. I had no reason and time to wonder who opened the door! We wanted to talk about with you, something about the ‘social ethics’.
She was a girl / lady about 30-35.
He was her brother, as she told me.
He could be younger or elder to her, I couldn’t say.
I thought for a moment:
Could I ‘shut-down’ this dream? Having in the ‘reins’, I could do this, but was interested in seeing what happens next, so let it ‘continue’.
Just then the street-dog, who often screams at this hour every night, started barking.
“Well, you know we are siblings, and we just knew about a friend who has incestuous feelings with her brother. And no doubt, she has a guilt-sense too for her feelings. As she could not deal with the situation well and is facing many mental problems, like depression, anxiety, and the many related symptoms ….”
At the very moment I knew perfectly well and was 'aware' that my own mind was ‘creating’ the dream, and all that was happening was like writing-down a screen-play, and getting played the same in an instant.
And as the ‘time’ had lost all its validity, it mattered not.
The street-dog started barking again rather in a shrilly voice, but mercifully could not disturb my dream and sleep.
“Why he is barking at this odd hour continuously, unstopped?”
-Her brother asked.
“Oh! It’s but his nature.”
“Nature? He exclaimed.
“Don’t they have something like ‘social-ethics’…?
-She chuckled.
“No, he doesn’t have a ‘nature’, Rather, he is ‘nature’ itself, - in the form of a body and actions done through that body.”
I tried to explain.
“What about us?”
-He asked.
“Well ethics is the learning and acquiring the so-called rights and wrongs dictated and imposed upon us by the society, - I think”.
So, shouldn’t she have the guilt-sense?
“Who are we to decide?”
"Are we also not 'nature' only?"
The brother asked.
"Yes, but we tend to think and start believing: we have 'a nature'. Your's and mine and theirs. And we treat the nature in terms of character and take pride in or feel guilt for that, ..."
"Or just stay confused all the time."
She said as if concluding the topic.
And this very moment, approaching my ears, I heard the loudest bark of the dog, and could not stay dreaming any more.
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