7/06/25
Last night eye dreamt about a large black ship in the sky, floating over the horizon from right to left, passing the buildings, then descending smoothly to sail the river of the South.
I, as usually, took photographs of it, with flamingo sky and buildings below, intending to show them to my Dad…
When I woke up, eye knew the skyline didn’t belong to London, since its aircrafts spinning my head were always heading in the opposite direction.
6 weeks later, eye followed a black airship, melting in the west into the mellow magenta of Italian sky, offering the very twin of a photograph from my dream..
8 weeks later (2/8/25)
-…by the way you’ve heard of that earthquake in Kamchatka? It’s supposed to create a tsunami, I’m not saying it to scare you, it’s just popped on my screen the other day…
Lotus’s innocent gaze gifted me with a silent slap.
-You’re telling me now?? Did you check?!
-No, there was no time and theoretically we are at a safe distance..
-Ok. Was there ever a tsunami in Galapagos?
-Dunno, I’ll check.
The Google came up with an evacuation of the area 3 days before our arrival to Miami.
-Slavka, and now what?? All that money, such a journey and for nothing??
-Why nothing. If you insist I’m pretty sure, someone will take you there. The question is whether you’ll see anything. Still, I can’t believe there’s a real tsunami,- I said with a smile.
-Which part of that sentence is supposed to make me smile??
-Guess, none of it. To me though, it’s my dream from 11/7/25. Told you we were in Galapagos, descending the stairs of stone, when I suddenly felt the big tidal waves coming from the distant horizon. We wanted to go left, yet water was faster, wanted to climb the stairs again, yet a giant rock slab, carried by water, pushed us back. Eye was correct🥹 yet no one’s gonna believe me, like usually.
-I will, since I remember you told me about it back then
The last intuitive card eye picked up this morning in London was the one uploaded with this post.
43. Let Your Ship Set Sail
And so one dark craft, leaving the eastern magenta skies behind, descended in the true West to smell the forever rose and skilfully navigate the mighty river of South💜
