I prayed desperately to meet Chairman Warren Buffett in my dream.
I wanted to have lunch with you, not just meet you, but we wanted to have lunch together. I wanted to have a four billion-dollar lunch.
But in my dream, Warren Buffett only dreamed of dogs, let alone dogs.
I dreamed of my younger brother being replaced, and when I was working at a company near Myeonghak Station, I only dreamed of having an accident while driving a company car.
I was going to the convenience store outside and met a woman who was the owner of the house.
"You seem to be at home these days, don't you?"
"Yes."
"Well, if you have time, go to church. 'Cause I'm the deacon of the church down here.'
"The church doesn't know."
"You have to believe Jesus. So if you go to church and pray, your dreams will come true.”
I laughed my head off.
"I pray hard and see Jesus in my dream and buy a house blessed. Trust your son."
I entered the room with a forced smile.
I pondered over the sound that the owner had said.
"What? If you pray hard, you see Jesus in your dreams?"
I really thought if I went to church and prayed hard, I could meet Warren Buffett. I wondered if Warren Buffett would appear in my dream as the Christians saw Jesus.
While searching the Internet for dreams, I noticed that there was a dream seminar.
It was an event held at K University's Humanities Center as a seminar held at a certain conference.
"Shall we go over here?”
The seminar was presented by two scholars.
The first presenter was A study on dream, and the second presenter was the Coming-of-Age Ceremony through the dreams of the American Indian Ojibwa.
"There were all these seminars."
There was some time before the seminar schedule.
I needed money to get a haircut and buy some lunch. We, who live in modern times, always needed money to move.
I couldn't afford to borrow it from my family, so I decided to work part-time for a few days.
I searched Albamon and Flea Market and found a short-term part-time job working on shoe packaging in Siheung.
My mom loved it when I told her I was going to a short-term part-time job.
"Now that I've had my hair cut, I look like a human."
My brother liked it, too. Now, I hated my brother, who used to smoke in his room, but he was happy to hear that he was going out somewhere. My brother was very sensitive to the smell of cigarettes.
After three days of short-term part-time work, a seminar was held.
It was my purpose to attend the seminar. I was trying to meet Warren Buffett through my dream, but I wasn't interested in academic research.
"But even if you meet Warren Buffett in your dreams, how can you make money when all the seed money to invest in stocks is gone?"
Despite such concerns, the inspiration for Warren Buffett seemed to offer a solution to the problem. So you think people are going to spend four billion won to eat with Warren Buffett?
The K University Humanities Hall, where the seminar will be held, was a bit on the hill.
"You said Humanities Room 302?"
The participants seemed mostly scholars and graduate students. There was also a pretty-looking girl student.
I was a little intimidated. Because I was not a scholar, and I was a person who worked at a part-time job or a factory.
Furthermore, it was because this school was a high school in Geumcheon-gu, where I attended, only when I ranked first or second in my class. It was no place for me to come out of the odd-name job stand.
But I was desperate, strangely wanting to meet Warren Buffett through a dream, maybe something was on his body.
The seminar in the first hour was not very interesting.
The first time was clinical research through dreams. It didn't catch my ears well because there were many technical terms and the lecturer's speech was hard. Still, the students took notes hard.
The second time was interesting.
The Ojibwa, an American Indian, deliberately dream about the coming-of-age ceremony.
The instructor gave an interesting lecture with powerpoint.
"The Ogivites should meet their spiritual guide, Pawagan, in their dreams just before the coming-of-age ceremony. So the Ojibu young people build houses on the trees, climb up, settle down, and wait for a few days.
If you think about the phawagans for a long time, you'll see a phawagan in human form."
The participants all listened to the lecture with their heads out.
"Some people dream of dogs and some people can't meet them. Then, male adults come out and play drums to help with the ritual. Those who fell asleep listening to the drums are probably more likely to meet Pawaghan."
The instructor drank water as if he was thirsty.
"When their spiritual guide, Pawagan, appears, they hear the sound of God. "Now you can come with me." They dance and tell me where to meet again.
Dreams are soul travel. So don't religious people say that they see God in their dreams when they believe in faith?“
said the seminar moderator with a smile.
"There's no one dozing off at this time to see if it's fun. We're going to take a break for 10 minutes, and then we're going to
I was lost in thought when I came out and saw the campus tree outside the window.
"When you have strong faith, you see God in your dreams?"
I thought that maybe because dreams are an expression of consciousness.
The lecture went on again.
"Aborigines, a native of Australia, think they can dream without sleeping. You can dream of a god that you want to meet even in sleep and in meditation. You think you can do it anywhere while you're alive and breathing.”
I made a note of the lecture.
"Wonders dream and talk while hanging petroglyphs and portraits in caves."
I thought I took a very interesting lecture.
The moderator said one last word.
The presenters of today's seminar were young junior scholars, the moderator being a gray-haired old professor.
"In fact, I don't know if it's all a dream that we're here today. I don't know if it's a butterfly of the eldest, or if it's the dream of Vishnu, the best god that Indians talk about."
Everyone nodded with a smile.
"I hope you have sweet dreams when you go back. As you can see on the Internet, the German chemist, Keculet, saw a snake spinning in his dream and discovered the concept of a benzene ring. Thank you for your hard chair for a long time. Goodbye."
Everyone applauded.
I applauded enthusiastically, too. As expected, I thought that a good university would have a fruitful and good lecture.
When I got home, I put a picture of Warren Buffett on my desk.
"Hehe, he'll bless me!"
Every day after that, I saw pictures and prayed to meet Warren Buffett in my dream. But Warren Buffett, far from being seen, could not see a cub of an ant. I only dreamed of dogs.
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