The Tudor period is the period between 1485 and 1603 in England and Wales -- thanks WIKIPEDIA.and how does this relate to this morning's memory-compressed dream?
"Memory compressed, Mike?" You mean, "You no longer think dreams are Contact with an alien race who can't dream for themselves?"
This dream (I can't discount my dream-contact theory yet, because 'we don't have all the answers') was all made up of things I'd seen in passing, watched or read about during THE DAY... it was a classic memory-compression dream, or so it seemed from the references...
i) a television programme about Killer Whales Under the Sea
ii) a report about a 7.3 earthquake hitting Japan
iii) Tom Hanks Captain Philips movie
iv) the 'shrunken world' i.e. not giant'd birds, concept from my Planet of the Owls novel.
v) some other shipwrecking reading from a James Rollins book
I can see where all these references came from, but the RESOLUTION OF THE IMAGERY was stunning, I mean I could pick out EACH ROCK on the long dog-legged island as we slammed into it. If we say the island was a VERY SMALL JAPAN, which (only on waking I realised) it was, then we were coming into the main island from EXACTLY the location of my memory of yesterday's 7.3 tsunami i.e. from the south east. Remember this was a BARREN ROCK in the middle of the sea that was only a mile or so long, a tiny Japan. But we didn't hit at what would have been Fukushima province...
It was an old boat, I know this from the creaking browned timbers (again, something from the Rollins novel). Tom Hanks was my ship mate. It wasn't really a large boat, but we weren't crew enough to control it. We continued in a south westerly direction, carried by currents, getting closer and closer to the rocky shore but not hitting yet. It was all just one big long rock. Every now and then a sand bar would reveal itself and I thought, "It would be nice to hit the island on that sandbar." The sensation of the ocean's movement, the revelation of wet rocks near to shore. It was all super-vivid.
But we didn't hit, we continued in a south westerly direction, getting closer and closer as the boat slowly turned to starboard. We did eventually hit this tiny Japan at the southern edge (which would have been Kyushu Island). There's a stretch of water (which I've just discovered is called The Bungo Channel) between Kyushu Island and Shikoku and this water gap was like an estuary that led into a TUDOR STYLE VILLAGE on either bank. The right hand side of the village (the Shikoku side) passed us by. Our boat hit SIDELONG, slamming into the Tudor buildings on the Kyushu (left) side of the channel.
Where the Tudor Village came from, I have NO IDEA.
