a nightmare

The sun did shine bright and red today. That is a sign - of terrible things to come.

There will a black dog appearing from nowhere and it will eat up the moon. This is called the Night of the Saryon. The underworld will arise a huge army. They will rise up from within each city and turn each man upon his neighbour, until the earth is completely deseminated.

Even though it has already been written in the ancient book, most people do not pay heed to such things that they consider myths.

But the book also speaks of a handful of courageous folks among them, who will also rise to the occasion and while everyone runs to the mountains, would gather at the city gates. Others will stay behind and guard the stores. In the end, no one will ever know if it will all be worth it. But in their hearts (and mine too), I guess it's just about honour more than about gains or grains. It has always been about hope.

People speak of the rapture. There should be an escape. But most seem already resigned to be left behind. Other are preparing mentally not to partake of the rapture anyway.

Lucien has shown himself to be wanting more favour than he deserves. He has elevated himself among all the creatures and called on all the creatures of the woods and the seas, to submit to him. Now, he is turning his attention towards the humans and he does have an intensed need to be lord over all the living things. I see his lust has now overtaken him. He has sold his soul to the Darkness.

"We will prepare and wait." The watchmen will wait - resolutely - for the first fight to happen. But there will be none. How silly! The fight has already begun, while the moon appears in the day and while everyone stands mesmerised by the sight, seeds of lust, anger, jealosy and pride have already been sown onto their hearts. They don't get it. The fight is within themselves and each having lost, each will then assasinate the other. That's how it has been written, we do not fight against flesh and blood. It is against principalities of the world and the prince of the air. The great deceiver and the thief.

Many choose to flee to the sea, away from the sad things they could sense coming. But little do they know that the ship is already doomed even before it sets sail. The seas are ready to devour them or toss them all about. But onboard, there is also a more sinister fiend lurking among them unwary ones. There stands another man, in the guise of a good helper of fellow men. He is perhaps the one who harbours the same sickness that has afflicted Lucien. But he is a carrier, you see. Nobody knows he is also not well ..... and he is a great deceptor.

I recognise that man in my dream. His name is Lucas. For the rest of his lifetime, for power and fame and human affection, he willingly trades away his conscience and integrity. It is the same seed for bearing false witnesses and deepens divisions down the line. Soon those on board that ship will still be divided and no longer live like they should. All will be just souless creatures afloat on that piece of drifting wood, wherever it leads.