Strange visions concerning the UK last night. Was in some war torn eatern european derilict city, vivid, the UK had territory there, everywhere else felt hostile to it. Had a strange bit where I was in some junkies den and they had stolen someones meth making equipment, pretty much a hell realm.
Then I was in this coastal pub, lots of butch skinhead type. There was a mericless beating of this black guy, I was quite disturbed by it. Then it turned out the guy had done something to deserve it, had a whip or something, and the skinhead was also randomly gay. Im not one of this gloablist loving idiots that wanted to stay in the EU, I feel these visions are some gesalt symbolism, feeding off the energy and fears of the whole country, intense.