Holy Wild Dreams, Batman!

I have been having the strangest dreams all week, all with religious connotation, but last night's was the wildest, and I just have to put it down. I'll put the rest of them down in subsequent entries.

I suppose I must have been thinking about all the fish and birds dying of late and subconsciously recalling that that is part of Biblical prophecy. (Am I out of the loop? Probably people have made that comparison already.)

I was walking with a childhood friend, and we were walking to school together. There were a lot of other students around us. We were chatting heartily and we suddenly realized that it was quiet, and that we had walked way too far. She immediately made the decision to go back, but as we were looking for different buildings, I continued on my path.

For a while the neighborhood was at least familiar, but as I walked farther, I began to see different signs of familiarity and realized that I was in Athens, Greece. I looked at my watch, and instead of it being shortly after 8, which I expected, it was past 10. I became a little more urgent in my looking because I had missed both my 8:00 and 9:00 classes. (Forgetting, I guess, that I had changed countries somewhere in my walk.)

I started seeing signs of displaced people, hundreds of them, as I walked. I continued to walk and look, and it seemed everywhere that people were either in a dither or acting resigned. Finally I stopped and asked what the deal was. One woman said "Tomorrow is the Sun in Krakatoa!" I didn't recognize the reference, but her near hysteria caused me to ask, "The end of the world?" She nodded vehemently.

I started looking around. First, airplanes went overhead, dropping this lavender liquid. Some people were running from it, others were bathing in it and making a mud with it and spreading it on their skin. When I asked the reason, I was told that it would make white people invisible when the end came, so that they would not die. But I knew they were deluded, and the majority were running from it.

Suddenly the streets began to flood. I was at a vantage point to see the beach and the Mediterranean. The waters were roiling and encroaching on the city. Some were just running around crazily, others were trying to get to higher ground.

All of a sudden, I was being chased by a growling reptilian monster which I called a kraken*. I eluded it at some point, and kept moving to higher and higher ground. At the last, I was on a promontory, looking out over the city which was being destroyed by the high water. There were people marooned in spots and many up near where I was, just waiting in horror for the waters to overcome them.

As I looked out, there was a guy out over the water in a boom with a megaphone, preaching repentance and doom. I shouted to be heard above him, and I said, "You are a fraud!" Then I looked up to heaven, and plunged my fist into the air and shouted, "God! You promised not to destroy this world by flood again!" Immediately, the sun shone behind the clouds, and then through the clouds. The clouds dissipated, the waters withdrew, and everyone started to cheer.

I awoke.



*Upon waking, I was thinking a kraken was something I had seen in Clash of the Titans, but when I looked it up, it is actually a sea creature of Nordic legend, more like a giant octopus.