Supernatural & Russians - 06-11-2025
This was a very long, detailed and very coherent dream, but I was only able to capture some from the middle.
Begin: Prolog to the remembered part: there was some action near the shore of a body of water. I don't remember what was going on there, only the impression that a few people were involved and that it was a very long sequence.
Scene change: I and a few others were way out on the ice. The same body of water as in the prolog, but now thickly frozen. We were appropriately clothed in thick winter gear, but I have no idea why we had chosen this time and place. We had set up a structure I interpret as a light wight portable life guard stand, seat, about 6 feet high. We had some equipment near it, but I have no idea what it was, except that it was to help with the project.
One person was seated on top of the structure. The goal of this project was to develop a way to fly by supernatural means.
We were having no success, but then I got a call on a portable phone or other communication device. I was told, "Some other people are coming to help".
I said, "That's good". The voice at the other end responded, "You may not think it's so good when you know who they are, they are Russians".
The Russians soon arrived, also dressed in thick winter gear. They brought some more equipment, placed about 20 feet to the right of the life guard stand. Various procedures were being tried.
There was a guy sitting in an office chair half way between the two sets of equipment. Suddenly he started moving rapidly with no visible source of propulsion. The chair may have lifted as much as a foot above the ice, I can't be sure of that. The guy and the chair were now doing loops back and forth between the two groups of equipment. The guy must have been one of ours because he kept shouting in English, "I'm Flying!, I'm Flying!, I'm Flying!"
The scene now shifted to an industrial office environment where the results were being reviewed. It was decided this supernatural flying was going to be ineffective, erratic, and uncontrollable, so we would be making no further effort in this direction.
At this time I started to wake up, very slowly. At first I was wondering why I was taking the time to review this ridiculous fantasy. Then I wondered what was the source it was from, where had I read it. I reviewed my recent activities and reading material, and then I realized there was no source, this was original content. Then I started to review it to set it into memory as best I could. This was at 3:30am.
I then returned to heavy sleep and dreaming. Of this dreaming I remember nothing except it seemed to be in an industrial office environment, so it may have been related to the previous sequences. My next awakening was at 7:15 am.