|
I had a nasty dream last night about terrorism, though I think it had way to much science fiction in it.
I dreamt I was near a big city and I started to hear a very loud humming sound, like a giant dynamo. The sound seemed to be getting closer and closer. I could almost feel the electricity in the air, the hair on the back of my neck was standing on end. And then I could hear explosions and sounds of destruction, screams and people were running toward me. It had the feel of a 1950's science fiction movie.
And then the all the buidings that I could see started to fall straight down (like the Towers did on 9/11). This power was cutting down the buildings through the city, about the width of a city block.
I dove into a nearby river, for some stupid reason, it was safe in the river (makes no sense, I know). Somehow we knew it was terrorists and not aliens and that this "power" was circling the Earth and continuing around and around, destroying all in its path.
And before I woke I got this feeling that all the nations, one by one were bowing down and giving in to the terrorist group responsible. I awoke before I found out if the USA was giving up too. I have this feeling we would soon give up too, because we had no real way to stop it. And I was sure the terrorists would not stop...they cared not if the world ended, they had a place with their God, reserved.
I've not had a more horrifying nightmare such as this since I was a child. I don't remember it as well as I could, but I do know that as farfetched as it was, it seemed all to real.
Brrrr.
Mark
|