I am in the navy, on board a ship or even a submarie that is sinking – sinking slowly. I am by my bunk. A woman who is in charge or is a commentator comes in and tells us we need to evacuate. I take the time to put on a warm pullover because I think it may be cold in the lifeboats. I even have time to go into a drawing room and take some documents and money that I want to take with me. The woman says ‘this ship used to be seaworthy – but now it isn’t’.

Then I am with others in a wide open space in India or some exotic country and it is night. I look up at the sky and in addition to bright clear stars there are golden symbols in the sky and a golden swarm of points of light. We are stunned by their beauty.