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A fresh record of a nightmare – meets tsunami while swimming off shore
Had a long chat on MSN over my troubled family relationship with Julia’s cousin last night. Had this nightmare in the morning, about 5 am. To ensure its accuracy, the event was recorded at 7:00 am (completed at 7:50 am) – within hours of the dream.
I was floating off shore with a group of people consisting of family members, relatives and friends. It had to be started with a kind of race, swimming and rolling in the water. The scene was kind of like a bay or near a river mouth, like somewhere near new york island, or Toronto island, or San Francisco, or Ottawa River Andrew Hayden park, or perhaps, it is a scene constructed from components of the above. Anyways, we were about half miles from shore, in a group of a dozen closed people, and I was able to see high buildings miles away in the far distance in the opposite direction of the shore.
I was with my camera. It had to be there for capture the swimming race. We were having a break and just float and shifting in the water when I saw a big explosion from the direction of the city and the buildings.
It had to be an atomic bomb. The fire and gray smoke were rising high above the sky, and I do not remember any sound was heard. Then it came the famous mushroom shaped cloud, gray with light lining, and chrisom red at the stem. It was a explosion of a nuclear bomb – a scene I’ve seen multiple times in movies, TVs and in dreams.
Then it was the tsunami coming right from the far distance water directly under the explosion. I saw it coming quickly and raising higher and higher. I closed my eyes before it hit us.
It was overwhelming, but didn’t hurt. When I opened eyes, I was alive, drifting in a canal, unscratched. We had to be pushed away miles inland in seconds and landed in the canal without hitting or bumping anything in the way. It's a miracle, that we were not dead, I told myself. Next I heard my son’s voice from another room., and I realized that I was in bed in my room. The second thought I had was: This must not be real. How come our house is intact in such a deadly blow?
A fresh record of a nightmare – meets tsunami while swimming off shore
