Over a New Earth

(my journal entry dated March 4, 2012, a Sunday)

I had a very nice dream last night. It was strangely beautiful. I was on a new Earth. No, it’s not like it’s paradise. It’s still Earth. But in that Earth, we could travel intergalactically. And when we flew, we didn’t travel by way of the northern hemisphere, everyone had to fly south in order to travel to another planet or another galaxy.

The Earth was now mostly water. But whatever’s left of the land masses were verdant and conducive to comfortable existence. In the Southern hemisphere, on which side there was now an ocean of the cleanest, clearest water, was an island (I thought it was just a small island) on which stood a very big tree. But that tree didn’t look like a real tree. It’s more like a crystal tree, and its branches seemed to function as some kind of antenna for sending and receiving messages from all over the universe. I think it was also some kind of space port for space travellers.

The island seemed to be the planet’s main source of power—pretty much like a cell’s mitochondria. It was a sunny place, but the weather was very mild (but then it’s dreamland; in dreamland, there’s no such thing as temperature, is there?).

I don’t know how my dream began. It’s rather vague. It’s not clear if I was flying and then landed on a well-kept grass-covered lawn or what. There was some kind of garden party going on. I saw a couple of friends. And then I had to leave with some of them.

I just found us riding some kind of flying “pod,” and it’s very strange because in previous flying dreams, I was afraid of heights, but in this one, it felt so natural. We were flying over the ocean of the purest blue, and the water was so clear, you could see the ocean floor from up the sky.

We were making our way toward the island with the big tree in the middle of the ocean. It was like we’re on a special mission. But before we got to the island, we had to be deployed from the pod and land on the water while still strapped to our individual seats. I felt like I was a newbie and we had a leader guiding us. It seemed we had to make that stop because there were some arrangements that needed to be made (provisions for supplies?).

When we dropped in the water, I initially had difficulty adjusting my seat afloat on the water, but then I eventually got the hang of it.

There were creatures in the water, a group of them. We landed among them. We were told that they’re harmless, that they wouldn’t hurt us. They looked like crocodiles with the skin of sea lions, yet swim about like sea turtles because of their roundish bodies. They had small reptilian heads, and on average, one was about the size of a big wash tub.

True enough, they got into contact with us, but they did not harm us. And that was it. That’s when I woke up....