Jerusalem had been abandoned, and an eerie silence fell over the city. But there were people still living there, hiding in their places. When the drones flew over the city, people knew to hide.
I was transported to the mountains, where people had been living in caves. In portions of these caves there were skylights where golden rays of sunlight cascaded down on the people. And the children played with glee in the rays of sunlight. I saw Shiriel dancing in the light. And I saw others weaving baskets, tending sheep, reading the Bible and studying from other books, sewing and singing. No one seemed bored, which was really amazing.
At one point a tray that was larger than anything I’ve ever seen appeared full of fresh, steamed vegetables. Afterwards, another tray appeared with the best cuts of beef. I noticed that these trays appeared throughout the cave system. The people knew it was time to eat when these trays appeared. And the gratitude could only be defined as a profound sense of awe.
At one point I returned to Jerusalem where I saw four very large women who walked through the city with great authority; everyone respected and feared them for their power seemed limitless.
There I called for my sons, who were still in the City. But I was hushed up by the people hiding in the shadows nearby. Somehow I knew that Avi had already left but Ariel was still there like a captain who was going to make sure everyone was off the ship before it sunk.
Then I was back in the mountains. Because angels had visited the natives of the land, who were mostly Muslim, before the great throngs of people arrived, they knew that they were to help hide these people. So they faithfully acted on everything they were told to do.
However, at one point, one of them became a traitor, and informed the force, which was like the Gestapo, and then dutifully, guided members of the force into the mountains to round up the people. But they only made it to the first station of the foothills where an invisible shield was set in place to block further passage. The native knew these mountains well, and couldn’t understand why he couldn’t bring the force in to get the people, who he knew were hiding there.
The half men, half machines of the force, upon encountering, this invisible shield, thought that the native was trying to lure them into a trap, so they killed him and went down the hill.
I noticed that the hands of the force held permanent weapons that could dismember whoever they shot. But every time they’d shoot, the half men, half machines became more frayed and defective. And no one was there who could fix them, so they became less and less effective, unless they came into the presence of their source. But the source had no desire to fix them. So many people were thus able to evade what had once been known as the foolproof “Perfect Way”, as it was known.
At the end I had a sweeping view of the great throng of people who were marching in a processional, waving colorful flags, and singing with great delight. The sound was like a rushing roar of many waters which woke me up at 4:44AM. And I smiled, knowing that what I’d just dreamed about was coming!
And as I journaled this dream, one of the things I marveled at, was that I could remember every detail so precisely because I can’t do that in the waking world!