In the late 1990s, I wrote a novel called "Lapis", Latin for stone. In this novel, dreams that I actually had are an important motif. One of these dreams goes like this: I see myself walking with some other people in the countryside. Suddenly hundreds or even thousands of UFOs appear in the sky, skimming low over the landscape to pick up people and save them from the destruction of the earth. I've also expanded on this theme in photos, including this shot where someone sits on a balcony at night and UFOs hover lazily over the building to include the man in the UFO. An exciting fact in the light of the current time and developments.