I had one myself once, whether it was a peek into my future, or whether it was just playing out a scene for one of my stories, it was rather intense.
That variation of the word vision is one that uses ones imagination. I do it quite a lot, and I call it the cinema of my dreams.
Vision, in the simplest sense of the word, is sight, what you see.
People can try to make it better, like movie studios, who have called it rather interesting titles such as VistaVision or Panavision, either of which sounds quite remarkable, and it may have been back in the day, but it’s probably quite ordinary these days.
A vision, in another sense, might be something like a dream as mentioned before, which might happen when we are asleep, but if awake, it might be because we are very bored with our job and we’re imagining what it would be like at Santorini or the Bahamas, or anywhere but where you are now.
It might also describe our particular slant on what else we would like to happen, whether at work or somewhere else, but it’s usually confined to our closest circle of friends. Bosses never invite nor want to hear plebs ideas of improving their lot.
Hence, I have a vision…
But no one will listen. Perhaps if I was Martin Luther King, things might be different.
Then, at the end of it all…
There are visions and then there are visions, like seeing something that no one else can see, whether driven by hullucenagenic drugs or magic mushrooms, or you just happened to be there to see what no one else could.
Dragons, lizard people, or the virgin Mary.
And no, I have not seen any of the above.