I had a dream I was on a plane. A totally normal flight. Going in for a landing when things went wrong at the last minute. I swear I could feel the heat of the flames as I saw them coming through the fuselage as the plane is breaking up around me. I woke up on my feet beside my bed sweating. I’ve never had a dream like that before or since. I’ve never done drugs or other vices. That was over a decade ago and I can still remember it like it was a real event in my life. Like it was landing in Denver, I was sitting a few rows from the front on the left isle on the emergency exit row.
About 18-20 years ago I had a dream that I will always remember.
I won’t go into details, I don’t remember much of the previous moments either but basically I was shot in the head and fell to the ground, I no longer felt any pain.
It was the day I died in a dream, I don’t know how “real” death will be obviously but the one in the dream transported me to a state of total calm, without any pain… I don’t know how to explain that feeling.
One can only hope.
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