11-29-13 This morning, on the verge of waking up, I had the following dream: I’m a disembodied observer, seeing an aircraft like a small plane hovering fairly low in the sky. It had been shot, it’s fuel tank creating an inferno. Now it hovers, blackened. I see inside the craft, and it’s crew are all smiles—-bodies not burned. I know they know they are dead and accepting of their situation. Then I hear a chorus singing in harmony—-not intelligible words, but like LA LA LA….—-as the plane slowly descents and it’s crew slowly ascends like angels doing to another plane of existence. End
Interesting question. I don't recall now. And since it's been several weeks since the dream, I dont recall what sparked it either. But I often do see problems or moral dilemmas that I think are being ignored by the populace or the media. So you could be onto something.