posted on Sep, 10 2013 @ 03:00 PM
Dream, night of Sept 9 to 10, 2013.
It's not often I share dreams, but this one got to me. I am not claiming it is predictive of anything, but just in case it might be
I've decided to share it.
I was at an airport, a large, modern looking place. At first, I was in a very open-plan area where many people were either sitting around or standing.
I am guessing it was the departure lobby. The floors were shiny, everything very clean; the colour scheme was mainly off-white or cream. Yes, that
doesn't help a lot. But bear with me and you'll see how we wind up in Japan. There were (as usual) huge windows that looked out over the runway
areas and I could see several planes parked outside. At this stage in the dream I had no firm impression if it was night or day.
Then I was outside on the tarmac. Now, it was definitely night time and it was raining hard and windy. The air was cool, but not extremely cold. No
sense of snow, hence not winter. More like autumn or spring.
A large aircraft (Jumbo, maybe; it had an upper deck in the forward section) was manoeuvring on the tarmac not far away, using engine power alone.
That is, there was no “pusher” truck helping to move it via a fixed link to the nose gear. As it's important in the later analysis, I'll also
mention that all the aircraft's doors were closed and it was not attached to a boarding “tunnel”. However it was still very close to the terminal
building and other aircraft were parked at their embarkation/disembarkation spots close by.
I was standing maybe 50 to 100 metres away from the plane, looking at it from its port (left) side, at an angle off from the nose. (ie I could not see
the starboard [right] side of the aircraft.) I do not recall any aircraft company logo, either on the fuselage or the tail, only that the plane was
light in colour. That is, there may have been a logo but I don't recall it at all.
For some reason I had the feeling that the pilot/s didn't really know what they were doing. It was as if this “driving” of the plane (on the
tarmac) was not skilfully controlled. The feeling was something like watching a beginner driver trying to back out of a parking space. I recall
feeling very nervous as I watched this plane moving. At the same time, I had no feeling that I shouldn't be out there on the tarmac. So it's not
like I was a passenger in the wrong place. I was simply there, and watching this plane.
Then the real trouble started. There was a roar (like a muffled explosion) and a sudden burst of flames, and parts of the port wing and fuselage of
the plane were instantly engulfed in very large, deep-orange fire. I could feel the heat of it and started to move away as fast as I could. The plane
was still moving and its engines were screaming. It veered to its left and the port side and wing collided with the forward starboard (right) side of
another parked plane just as I was running past it, and in a second or two there was a huge fireball. The heat was incredible and I ran for my life. I
have the impression of some other people around, all of us running away.
Moments later I was running down the street of what looked like a very neat and tidy suburb. It was like a cul-de-sac, houses on every plot. I could
still feel the heat of the fire and the surroundings were lit by the flames' orange glow. Then, as I passed by an elderly lady, I paused for just a
moment and bowed to her – a Japanese-style bow. (She looked Japanese as well.) She looked at me with great sadness and with quiet dignity, she
returned the bow and then just stood and stared in the direction of the fire.
A few seconds later, the dream ended.
It was so vivid and out of character for my “typical” dreams, which like most peoples' are normally incredibly mixed up and all over the place.
Except for the sudden change of location from inside the terminal to out on the tarmac, there is a smooth, even flow of events from a single
perspective. I've never had one quite like this before, not on this subject matter anyway. So, as it seemed it was an international airport in Japan,
I did some searching via Google Earth after checking a list of major int'l airports.
There are two international airports that have residential housing of the type I saw very close to the airport and situated in a way that it might be
possible to run from a tarmac area into a residential street within a fairly short time & distance. They are Narita International and Osaka
I doubt that the dream means anything but all the same I've decided to share it with you, just in case. I have had a (very) few, highly detailed
“prescient” dreams in the past, and in terms of reasonable detail and a fairly stable time-line and near-real-life activity, this one is quite
Key factors and some considerations/musings:
– Night time, very bad weather. Strong winds, heavy rain.
– Suggestion that either the pilot/s of the aircraft lacked needed skills or something had gone drastically wrong with it mechanically. The latter
is a post-dream analysis. In the dream, the former was the impression I got and I have to admit, I feel it's more likely. It makes me wonder about a
possible attempted hijack of an aircraft before takeoff, as the doors to the pilots' cockpit might not yet be secured if the craft is still sitting
on the tarmac and perhaps not even the pre-flight checklist has been completed, but passengers are on board and external doors secured.
– Possible explosion on board the aircraft. Bomb? Running an engine way beyond its safe power/rev limit? Or something on tarmac sucked into engine,
causing a failure?
– Plane then totally out of control, engines still running, collides with another parked aircraft. All I can observe here is that if there was a
failure/damage to a port engine but the starboard engines were still running hard, then they'd tend to push the plane around to port – which is the
direction it went.
– Huge explosion (fuel), two planes (at least) now burning; major panic.
– I was able to run into a nearby suburban street in a very short time and the fire was still quite close. This was the factor that enabled me to
exclude some airports, taking into account the last point (below).
– Most likely Japan. That was my strong impression. To explain further, I did not really feel as if I was myself. I felt as if I was a person who
was quite naturally in that place and who (even in such dire circumstances), reacted “correctly” by bowing to the elderly lady.
Okay, I'll leave it with you. Let's hope nothing happens.