The city of Mosul in Dream 2020
Since I was fifteen years old, until age 21 I have always dreamed of a strange dream,
namely that I fly from my bed very high up, my body without movement, the air rises and my eyes look down.
My soul is completely free. Then I watch my city at night from above. There is not much light, the darkness dominated the city, but also peace, silence and security.
I watched my family and my neighbors mainly sleeping. I got up and talked to my family and friends about the details of the dream Some laugh and say only a dream,
others say you will go away one day and watch us from a distance, or not.
Heights await you, do not be afraid of them, I don't know if this dream has any impact on my real life. I ask myself and always remember this dream.
is it death? what is below? what is above?
so far I have not found a suitable explanation.
Now I see my city destroyed from the war and I see it from afar.
I have the actual photos of the city reflected on my body, to take the photos out of me and to talk about it. The pain and feelings are big..
the white circle is a free space to think and imagine.