One single lightning strike has been registered in a newly developed T-storm cloud, with very small but intense radar echo.

Nothing really to write home about. But still, kind of fun. With a touch of desperation. Perhaps even boredom ?

Oh. More.

Another 5-6 lightning strikes have been registered within 7 minutes later. It looks like that cloud is a lot more active that the previous ones an hour earlier. i also notice that the light is getting weaker here, as more (harmless) Cu clouds are emerging over our location.

Slashing Nightmare !!

i feel a little bit off / out of alignment today - on my free day. After i came home from work this morning, then going to bed at around 10.30 - i woke up again at 14.30... from the worst nightmare. Which is a bit odd, because I have almost never real nightmares. But this one was spooky and gruesome.

I drove the train and stood at Gullmarsplan, intending to drive into the city. Albeit the train stood at the wrong platform (where No 19 usually drives southwards towards Hagsätra). Well, now it was in reverse.

As i looked at the not well lilt platform, i could suddenly see two strange heads. People's heads. Chopped off below the neck (a little bit of the shoulders where left). One head tried to "walk" like that - very slowly of what was left. The other had fallen to the side, seemingly without movement.

It felt like very slow seconds when I realized that there was imminent danger on my train. I grabbed the microphone and yelled "Everybody is on.... LOCKDOWN" (weird word to use, i thought while dreaming). Also; why would I urgently CLOSE the doors, instead of leaving them open so that people could flee !? Did I don't understand that somebody was maiming people ? I am not sure.

Somebody (or more) slashed people inside the train with a chain saw - in very high speed. Somehow I didn't fully understand this at first. Given the vibration of imminent danger, i had no time to fiddle with the driver display in order to find the right camera - to see what was going on inside the train. (It is in reality fiddly, slow and consuming, when you need search for a person somewhere in the train, among 50 or so, cameras)

Once i realized the dire situation, I opened the train cabin door to the other side. But there was a highway and a fence. I had the intention to jump out and walk along the highway, along fence, despite cars driving in high speed.

I woke up in that moment - as i briefly hesitated and grabbed two of my belongings (like driver and personal mobile phones ? Ah yes. Because my thought was to call the traffic central). Then i wanted to jump (but woke up before that). It appears that i didn't care about my camera in the backpack. How odd.

Boy, what a weird, strange dream.

Incredible frikking neighbors

As i woke up - I heard my fucking neighbors, yelling and arguing so loud, that you could hear it through the walls, pretty loud. Which started to make me angry - wondering if that perhaps gave birth to my night mare. A weird "translation" of irritation about my loud neighbors - which turned out in my dream as a metro train nightmare ?

Those cocksucker bitches are sick in their heads - because this happens EVERY DAY; yelling, screaming and talking so loud, that it penetrates our bedroom.

I still haven't figured out which apartment the noises come from. Is it the neighbor next to me / in the next house, or at a level below ? I really don't know. Next to me lives a couple in their early 90s. Makes me wonder, if they really have the strength, to yell that fiercely and seemingly with endless negative bitching energy.

It is really sick.

I can not understand how people months after month, year after year, are capable to be that bitchy and loud every day. I mean that loop of negative mindset, is exhausting. Having to listen to it in bed, is too.

That they just go on with it, every day for years - as if that is no problem for them. How can you live with yourself like that ? Are people like that just some sort of "Empty human portals", like a biological "robot-like" human being ?

Sometimes I do wonder, why people don't change over many years. What is it that keeps them in the same look over and over again. (I get the problem or issue - but what I don't get is the extreme negativity, the loud anger expressed day by day, seemingly for ever. What kind of life is that ?

Albeit since the genetic jabs (2021) - this has gotten so much worse on the other side of the wall. They where loud before - but the bitching has increased enormously. As if the people there, suffer from personality disorder / changed personality ever since.

Or is it the male couple one level below them ?

Those are in their mid 50s today, but not of Swedish origin (i think Spanish/Latino origin). The loudest male has a deep classic perfect Swedish voice. I can hear that from the sounds and rhythms in his language. There is nothing foreign about that voice.

So, i really don't know, who is the EXACT source of those yellings and bitchings.

Or does the dude who yells, do it because he is so old and barely has any hearing ? Yet, it is a very angry, very negative voice, constantly (!) bitching. It starts exactly at 09.30 - and lasts often into the afternoon going into waves.

It is just strange...

Living at Nynäsvägen Highway 300

Its not the first time i have had neighbors like that - bitching and yelling EVERY day. I had it for 2-2.5 years in my old apartment back in the 2010s, too. It was horrible, because energy-wise if felt exhausting when i pondered about that middle-aged couple.

Who when they where on the streets, looked and acted like a timid, quiet couple. Man smaller than the bigger, blonde woman. She looked like a polish or something.

In reality at home - the husband had a quiet, mild voice barely holding against the bitch queen's constant COMPLAINING voice, which was exhausting whiny. A voice filled with projection, complaints and accusations... and perhaps mostly; DISSAPOITMENT. As if the man's "responsibility" in her world, was to carry everything for HER, fixing everything for her. But nobody is enough for her.

God, knows what else.

There they went on and on almost every day. The tiny closet room in which i had my photo darkroom installed, had thinner walls... so, there i heard everything, while developing films, or making BW prints in the dark / in red light.

Boy would I have told that bitch off.

I doubt i would be capable to be "reasonable" towards such a personality, who is so deeply dissatisfied, and wants everyone else to fix it for her, her, her. I would just come to the point and yell "OUT !!! OOOOUUUUTTTTTTT !!!!!!!!!! " - her gone in a big bow, out, as far as possible.

Toxic is the perfect word for that marriage.

UH !