In late 2004, I had a visionary dream about Nana and me, and I tried to draw it.
I was with Nana in a place where we had a house, but it was not Lipovica. Small wooden houses with tiled roofs were scattered across the hilly terrain around us, nestled in dense greenery.
Suddenly, darkness began to fall before our eyes. We looked up and witnessed a disturbing sight: a huge black sphere was slowly eclipsing the Sun. When it completely covered the Sun, we realised that the sphere was not entirely black. Through fissures in its uneven surface, a glowing mass from within was shining through.
Suddenly, the sphere began to fall, leaving darkness behind it, and crashed first onto the roof of a house very close to us. We watched as it rolled uncontrollably, destroying everything in its path. We knew that it was some kind of energy so powerful that nothing could stop it.
Then Nana said:
“Yes, it is a planet formed by extracting excess materials from the Earth’s mass, accumulated through human activity — concrete, steel structures, plastics...”
