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Last night I had a dream…

I dreamed I was on a ocean cruse but shortly after the voyage started something terrible happened.  There was an explosion on the upper decks.  Screams of panic filled the night air as people fled to the lower parts of the boat.  All the rescue rafts where blown to splinters or sank to the bottom of the dark void below us.  I must have passed out because when I came to I was in the cargo hold of the ship laying in a huge box of supplies… or what was left of them.  In front of me I could see sky and the horizon.  A huge hold was now in the side of the ship.  Not low enough for the water to come in though.  I got out of my box and wandered the cargo hold and saw many where injured or dead.  Those that where still alive where helping those that needed it or at least comforted those that didn’t.  Some how the ship was still floating though what ever had happened to it.  I never did find out.  The way I dreamed this was in sections, almost like I was reading a diary where I only saw snippets of ever few days or so.  As the dream moved on the ship actually broke in to two parts and sailed away from each other.  I’m still not sure exactly how these two sections continued to float after the break up but hey, it’s a dream.

The dream went on for quite some time.  We on the ship had no way of making contact with land but we had the back end of the ship and the engine still worked to some degree and so we could make better time then the other ship half.  As I mentioned, I only saw the goings on about the ship every few days or so like a diary, and the only things I remember most was spending time in my supply box.  I do remember witnessing a murder on the ship, which had turned in to sort of Martial Law.  I also remember myself and the rest of the survivors watching a whale get caught up in the ships propellers.  It was a horrific sight.  I don’t remember much after that.  Then I woke up and went to work.

My wife thinks I tap in to past lives when I dream because I don’t have dreams where “it was raining chocolate sprinkles and then He-Man showed up and we did a puppet show”.  My dreams are quite epic… when I remember them that is.

Do you remember you dream last night?