Entry #4021.XII.2024
I was on a train heading to a place which i myself was thinking of in my head as "the heaven". The train was of Madridean design.
My destination was at the terminal station; it had open-air platforms of polished turquoise-green stone akin to prismarine or nephrite.
Proceeding, i entered the territory of a Soviet-looking summer camp. It had small 2-3 story buildings and was completely overgrown with trees and vines, yet none of that was blocking the sun; the lighting in this location was very bright. It had wide pedestrian roads of white concrete. It was completely operational; I never interacted with anyone or came close to people, but i saw people in the distance a couple of times.
I entered the main building and wandered around that a bit. This location consisted of one narrow corridor with linoleum floors, full of plants and small furniture of light brown colored wood, which had a crooked shape. The long stretch it started with had huge glass windows overlooking the place from high above as if the building stood on a cliff; from here i saw open fields of grass and blackberry which i'm not sure if they looked dry or green, might have been different in different shots; i primarily remember greenery all around but i still think there were shots of dry grass; either way it was very luminous and warm.
The left side of the hallway was full of doors, of white color and with inscriptions; there was one captioned "the fedderation's council" which was where the local inhabitants gathered around to decide stuff. This was also around the time i acknowledged that this place was officially named along the lines of "republic of sunlight and greenery" with an acronym somehow being KSR.
At the end of the hallway i found a door differing from the rest; thicker, reinforced and with a lock, which emanated a strange eerie sense of cold. It had a long inscription-instruction on it written in either a mix of russian and english or something that i read as a superposition of them; this instruction was telling me that whoever goes through that door, "fails" the KPP (which a KPP is a typical russian name for a guardpost at the entrance to a restricted access territory), and whoever "fails" the KPP, "fails" the KSR; this was supposed to be read as "fails" in "failing an exam", whatever that means. I knew the door was supposed to be just an exit from this heaven-place into the rest of the world, which i had no interest in doing.
I went back outside and around the building; this is when i saw this group of people in the distance. That's it for what i remember.