I was stung... I was in pain, but it was sudden fear and shock which made
"As I passed out, I knew the sea would take me!"
"Dark fear consumed
"I wonder if you, the reader, ever fainted?"
"I think as I relaxed...
...I lost all the air from my lungs in one go!"
"I am not certain now about those seconds in the water when I was unconscious.
It was like
"The dream was a story of the past, of the sea, and yet a vision of the future..."
the ocean roared in my ears, I saw a terrible scene of a flooded land.
Houses lay strewn and broken - their parts, once strong, now nothing more
than stones upon a watery grave. And strangely... against the rushing noise
in my ears, I heard the distant cry of over a thousand souls... muted and
suddenly cut by silence.
I knew instinctively, I was seeing the floods of 1953 which claimed the lives of over 1800 people in the Delta region. For a moment, in the confusion, I thought I was at the Delta Expo watching an old news film, as Larry and I had done the day before. But there was something far more real and urgent... and a sense that these images had not originated from a human perspective or captured by our technology. It was as if the sea itself was filling my mind even as it filled my lungs!"
|It is easy for me to think back now and describe this dream sequence to you but you must remember events were far more illogical at the time. For example, I remember opening my eyes in the water (or was this part of the dream?) and seeing a fish-like creature riding over a grid of light. It spoke to me... really... it did - or that's the way it seemed at the time! It said only two words, and I must confess that when it spoke, it sounded like Larry after he has drank too much beer. It said: "thank you!"||
"In this dream, I was not just me... but Lizzie and also me! It seemed natural at the time: the mind is tricky!
Maybe this was a subconscious thing... me wishing I was her and safe above instead of drowning here alone?"
"Then like a stream, images came one by one, like frantic pourings from some timeless memory - urgent to share its experiences. They showed a desperate struggle of man against the sea. Great minds planned a mighty dam to hold back the sea... and mighty machines were built to turn idea into reality!"
|"The sea bed was to be covered with special mats made far away and transported on special sheets which would lay them."|
|"The sea was the enemy! The people of the Netherlands had decided once and for all to shut-off its wild penetrations into their homeland. Nothing would stop them until it was truly held at bay: all tidal inlets (except the ports of Rotterdam & Amsterdam) would be closed by man-made barriers!"||"As I saw the ships in my mind, I felt an emotion not born from my soul: it was fear and terror! I felt it from the sea itself... like a 'collective' response from the life within it!"|
|"As the sea held me then, clutched in its watery hand - my fate in its dark cloak - so did I sense a time long ago when 'it' too sensed its own fate held within the closing fist of humankind!"|
|"It's fear grew... and as it did - an invisible hand, cold and determined, clamped itself across my mouth. It was as if the sea had form and was alive... as if it too knew panic and desperation."||With each new image from its memory of humankind's determination to defeat it, the sea's hand tightened its grip upon my own lips - as if to seal my fate within 'its' own past!"|
awaited my own fate as I watched my drowning dream unfold...
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|(c) Vanessa Summers, Larry Legg, & Lightscape 1998|