Dream Journal
I was walking though a small town at night. The main road was on a hill, so I walked up and down the hill a few times. Multiple beams of light spring from the clouds over the bay to my left - they moved pretty quickly over the water and land as though they were spotlights. I knew this was a sign that the world was going to end.
I ran back up the hill and grabbed a small suitcase. I put some things in the bag that I thought I needed. I grabbed one of my dog’s toys when I realized that she could not come with me. I was not very sad at that realization and dropped her toy back onto the floor.
I grabbed a small box made of yellow plastic and carefully placed it in my suitcase. I was putting things into it very carefully and snuggly.
The beams consolidated into one that pointed precisely vertically to the water below. I was out of time. I zipped my suitcase and ran as fast as I could towards the water. I then swam out to the beam and looked up.
I was caught up into the beam of light with two other people. At the top, we climbed into a rowboat. In this boat, stretched out and relaxing, was God. His face was a greenish blue; He didn’t say anything. The boat was a little crowded with God and the three of us. I don’t know if I still had my suitcase or not.
Themes: End of the World