(See Deserted | Emptiness)

…a curious sound — a prolonged sound in which all nature seemed to join, and whisper, ” The Zone Arto! The ZONE ARTO! This is the ZONE ARTO! You have returned whence you came. You have returned to the ZONE ARTO” And as I listened in sore perplexity, the space all around me filled with the forms of countless men and women — composed of vibrating molecules of light. And the whisper continuing, I distinctly heard, ” These are radio-activities, the essences of life. The society of the ZONE ARTO alone knows the secret of their creation, and alone knows how to extract them from the material body. Souls, ghosts, phantasms — terms by which you are accustomed to designate the super physical — all are radio-activities. You are one of them yourself now.””What! I cried.” Do you mean I am no longer material?””Yes!” the whisper replied, ”pro tempus, you…

If the apartment listed in our dream is not ours, but we are visiting it, symbolizes a change in some aspect of our current situation, and we could consider as a positive or negative change taking into account the good or bad state of the apartment. If the apartment is ours and is totally empty in the dream, many authors consider that this dream symbolizes an intellectual deficiency, a lack of studies, and is a warning to find a way to fill that space.

…I can fly. To substantiate my statement, I then climb on to the table or chair, spring off, and, with both feet together, rise to the ceiling, much to my own gratification and the edification of my audience.Bitter, indeed, is my chagrin when I awake and discover that I am as far off flying as ever. Again, many is the time I have dreamed I have been in a huge, empty house, pursued by some grotesque monstrosity that, after chasing me up endless staircases and along the most blood-curdling corridors, has at length cornered me in a gloomy top attic. All seems hopeless, and I am expecting to be caught every second, when, just as the dreadful creature bounds into the room, I leap on to the window-sill and, with a prodigious bound, spring into space. And then, joy of joys, instead of falling, I find I can fly —…