Sometime between 5 - 9:30am

I came across three civilizations/communities one after another.

First was the sea people. Dark sky, fat waves and a big , conventional ship made of wood. The captain hired me to work on the ship. When I asked how I could renew my visa he said he never arranged worker's visa for those who worked for him and I needed to cross the border where the graveyard is and come back with a new visa everytime the old one expires.
I got in but the ship started shaking suddenly as if there was an earthquake center of which was the sea right under us. I flew out, dove into the water and looked at the ship from a distance and saw a huge mouth chewing our propeller. It was a whiteball-like crane...

Here comes the second community people of which sent the crane to sabotage us, the sea people. Then we were taken captives, our wooden ship was invaded. They were high-tech but rude to their women.
The only way we could find to escape from them was a witchcraft spell. An elderly, mysterious woman from among us stabbed their chief in the back with some magic pin after which she apologized him and the ground where the chief stood split into two, leaving them in the north and us in the south.
Now we could ran away from the ship but there was a small boy from the high-tech people stuck in between, sitting in the crack calmly and looking at the screen of a computer in front of him. I came back to the ship to take him with us but he refused. I started to go to the direction where the others went...They had already taken a long way while I was far behind...

And finally there is the third community, the King's people. Our next destination is their medieval castle guarded by monster looking men with shaven heads.
The people of the ship dressed like the King's people, learned some phrases from their language. Their will was to get in the King's territory as immigrants. There were also some animals with them in the caravan. An eagle, a monkey and a turtle. But the monkey was carefully hidden inside the metal cylinder placed on the head of the eagle, probably monkeys were not allowed there. The eagle was having hard time to keep the monkey back in the cylinder everytime his head popped out. The turtle was sick apart from being slow, so he was the last one entering the castle. I could see all these clearly although I was not with them at that time.
I met a woman and her child on the way. Three of us were left behind and there was no way to ask for an immigrant status from the King for such a small group like us. She and I decided to pass through the guards saying that we were the bedroom slaves for the King. It worked, we slipped inside but it did not take long before we heard some women talking in a toilet about one of the bedroom slaves of the King who was dead because of the damage in her womb caused by the giant penis of the King. There was blood all over the place and a cleaning lady was sweeping the blood off the ground using her bare hands.

We were terrified! This was when I woke up.
A ship worker, a captive and a slave...Doesn't sound very pleasant, huh? I wish I could sleep more and visit a fourth community, maybe a blessed one, as an honored guest...Or maybe it is already a blessing not to have to face the King:)

The Haunting Instinct

Not eighteen anymore
nor to be a part of some revolution
and save some society
Alas, there is that ancient whisper,
that fire in the belly:

"You gotta either DO or BE something!"

As if these two are distinguishable...