I had this strange dream last night. I was standing on the stairs to a greco-roman style temple, in a futuristic world. I was discussing something about IQ, race and having inner monologues. I looked up and saw two moons. That startled me, others started looking up aswell and I heard whispers. I looked up once more and saw three moons this time. But this was high noon, and the moons were vague as they would be when seen on a bright blue sky. The third and smaller one started to become increasingly brighter, whiter and larger. It began to move and it struck me that this was no moon, it was an asteroid. So I ran towards the lake by the temple in hope that I might survive the shockwave and heat and debris flying around that way. The ear shattering noise of the asteroid as it came close was louder than I thought anything could be, and incredibly painful. Then just as I was about to jump into the river the asteroid hit and I was tumbled and whirled up in dust and pain and noise and I was torn apart and I have never felt such pain in my life or ever imagined anything so unbearably painful before. Then there was nothing, not even my perception and observation of there being nothing.
