I heard in a dream, that in the dream I had heard before. It was the sound of a war plane. When I looked to the north, it was a strange plane heading south.
The sky appeared gloomy grey as the engines grew louder filling all. I thought of a bomber at first in the loud military sound of the craft, but as I beheld it, it was a prop driven plane with 9 engines.
Strange plane in 4 engines on each wing, one in the nose, and off white color.
I knew it was going to crash. Although the thought in compassion came to me to will it otherwise, I knew it was hopeless as the plane simply turned and nose dived into the earth.
It was a small field and I went there with my now deceased dad. Others were there already, though we dialed 911. It was a stubble field which had been tilled.
No one in the authorities on the site was concerned at all about the dead. I looked and could see no bodies, but knew there were numbers there but not seen. Just pieces of wreckage with a main body there.
It became fearful there afterwards as moments progressed and I moved off again to another field.as the search widened and more people became involved.
The significance of the plane going south, the number 9, the engine in the nose of the plain as if overloaded with power and still crashed, nothing which could be done to stop the dive, the worked up stubble in a small plot, and the authorities not caring about recovery and no dead there are the main points of the dream.
The number 9 is something being withheld from me in posting this shadow so it is not revealed.
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traum ist zutreffend. nicht über bastard.
