Grave digging and our true nature

dream are strange stuff
they can you make understand
deep stuff
using casual "signboard"

like there

saw myself in a boat
sitting at the edge of it

then digging up a grave
in it a woman dead due to some infection


at times the dream are
very close to the one who watches it
but not to the reader









in it it meant clearly :

when we get so identifid with this body
that we remember not
our divine nature
this body identification
calcify us /
or this false knowledge infest us so much
by a wrong identification
that we die of it

like by a poison.

ps :
i read it somewhere
saints became mortal
when they thought their body were made of clay

i found this statement wonderful
as in one statement it shows
how initial divine nature when it chooses
to believe in one identification
leads us to conform to its law
and thus die