Dream: flood

Remembered 2 last dreams.


Smelled something burning. Sun was shining into face. Turned around and back to sleep.

Became aware of my body in a dream. The room layout was different (like before switching rooms with sister). Sister was organizing something and had some daily meeting with friends while I was still sleeping. Had been listening and woke up to say something, but by then, the meeting was already over. I'm like: "Wait, what? You were all here just a couple of seconds ago, still discussing things. How come there's nobody even here anymore?" Walked through the rooms .. there really was nobody there. At the meeting, sister had raised a problem of needing somebody to clean the rooms or something, while we're away for a long time. Sister asked me to find more people to sign the meeting paper (there were only about 10 or less people at the meeting). I was rather skeptical about it. Couldn't remember any friends, who would actually do that.

Anyway, that's that. I knew I would have to leave soon. Looked out of the window to check for the weather. WTF? All the streets were flooded to the height of 1.5 or 2 floors. Sister was aware of that, but to her it wasn't important. Oh well, went out, exploring .. through a concrete wall, wooden blockades and some other stuff (all of these disappeared simply when I touched them). The dream environment was changing often and no longer made sense. The flood decreased. Found more people sitting on a hill, watching the flood. There was an old bridge at the back. Climbed on there to get a better view of the city. The flood was no more. Apparently, the buildings had been lifted somehow, to reduce the effect of the flood. Some of them had become tilted .. scrap electronics and concrete rubble had come out from under the water. Asphalt was gone, now there was just dirt.

Next dream. Teleported to grandpa's place in the capital city. Both of them were in the living room, which looked even more awesome than before. They showed me their new ceiling lamp they had just recently installed as well as some other stuff. Told them about the flood. Grandpa told me about another disaster in the capital city. A circular area of buildings had been wiped out somewhere. Didn't know about this. Noticed the feeling of a ball in my right hand.

Appeared back into my bedroom .. just laying there. The feeling of a ball in the right hand was still there. Added some more oomph, made it thicker. It seemed to be of rubber, so thick and dense that it took a considerable amount of effort to deform it. Accidentally dropped it .. fell through the physical right hand (couldn't feel a thing there) and onto the mattress. Sensed the vibrations that moved throughout the whole mattress as the ball hit it. Without moving the head or leaning up, I reached for the ball with my right hand and picked it up again from inside the physical right hand. Somehow the right hand knew exactly where it had fallen, without the need to see the ball. Moved the ball up, some distance from the face. Pushed hard, trying to deform it temporarily. At some moment I started seeing the ball .. it was blue, just like those little orbish flashes I've seen here and there. Flowers were at the background, remembered that I had forgotten to water for some time by now. Stood up and put the ball on top of the shelf and went back into the body to wake up and water the flowers.