I recently had a disturbing dream, which I absolutely must write down.

Last night, or to be exact, in the early morning of January 22nd, 2024, I had this dream:

I was on my routine morning walk, when I was overcome by an unwelcome, dark omen. Indeed, things became increasingly dark, to the point of being unbearable. Quickly, I ran into the shelter of the doorway of one of the houses I that I always pass by (a beautiful house, by the way). When I looked back, I saw nothing less than the apocalypse itself, raining down its deafening and indiscriminate fury, tons upon tons of black, upheaved earth, launched into the sky from miles away, crashing down to bury this tiny creature that I am.

There was no escaping this. This was it. That feeling of hopelessness is difficult to describe. It was simply time to answer to my maker. Accepting my own imminent and merciless destruction was the only solace to be had in those few seconds of doom.

However, that is not what disturbed me the most.

What disturbed me the most is something that occurred roughly 12 hours later, in my waking day, or rather in the evening.

Catching up on some news, I read about this: https://earthsky.org/space/small-asteroid-to-hit-earth-no-danger-meteorites-january-21-2024/

That asteroid must have hit at about the same time and place at which I had that dream. Are we men and women possibly so sensitive to the heavens? Did others have similar dreams that night? One thing is clear to me now: I ought to give a lot more respect to the awesome powers wielded by the heavens above.

PS: I did a quick internet search to find an image to match what the dream felt like. The attached image fits quite well. Just imagine that those are not rain clouds, but literally mountains of earth and soil about to come crashing down.