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Terrorism
Prophecies Unfold
Prophecy can describe the present
as well as the future; it sees into dark places and hears
secret thoughts, plans, and conversations. Often, it speaks
in dreams which, in the words of author Simon Elegant,
"are the memories of the gods, but we can never tell
if they are remembering the future of the past."
Prophecy can warn against scenarios that can be avoided.
See also
'Message From the Subconscious: Heed My Warnings on Terrorism'
Peace.
Dream of December 2001
I am in London, looking south. The sky is overcast,
but through a gap in the clouds, I see a bright flash,
followed by a dark, rolling mushroom cloud. I realize
a nuclear bomb has been detonated in Europe, probably
Paris. I am very saddened, and wonder how far away the
explosion was and how much radiation I have absorbed.
Dream of Nov. 22, 2002
I am in the north of London and there is a mushroom
cloud rising up from an explosion near the NatWest building.
Now the skies are filling with a vast black cloud spreading
north. Because the wind is carrying the toxicity north,
I try to enter the subway system to take a train south
and get to the other side of the radioactive cloud. I
fear that the cloud will block out the sun and result
in a nuclear winter. Now I am in an apartment and looking
at my hair in a mirror to see if it has receded because
of radioactivity. Then I see a growth on my little finger.
I manage to pull off the growth, and it is very like a
strawberry. If I eat the strawberry, I will be cured.
Dec. 12, 2002
I sense that the U.S. will plant evidence on Iraq to
justify going to war. (This is later verified. On March
8, 2003, the New York Daily News reports: "El Baradei,
director general of the International Atomic Energy Agency…said
documents provided by the U.S. and Britain, accusing Niger
of providing Iraq with uranium needed for nuclear weapons,
were forgeries. The U.S. and Britain stood by the documents
yesterday.")
Dream of February 2003
There is a teenage girl, a drug addict, lying on a bed
in hospital. She is being administered the drug to which
she is addicted, by a machine. The machine has a regulator
designed to reduce the dosage over time. But the nurse
says: "It's useless."
"What's useless?" I ask her, "the machine that's giving
her the drug or the regulator?"
"The regulator," she answers.
I wake up understanding that this dream represents the
Bush administration's addiction to war and that the regulator
is the U.N.
(The idea of war as an addiction is later borne out.
On March 7, 2003, former war correspondent for the New
York Times, Chris Hedges, tells Bill Moyers: "The
most powerful narcotic invented by humankind, is war."
Also, the U.N. did indeed prove unable to stop the drive
to war.)
February 2003
Addicts will stop at nothing to get the next fix. Does
the U.S. have in mind to engineer a seeming terrorist
event to forge more support for war?
March 2003
The French are really digging in their heels now. During
a bout of insomnia, I watch Conan O'Brien quip on his
show, that Bush would like to nuke the French. I am struck
by this. I don't think the idea is as much of a joke as
he supposes.
Dream of March 6, 2003
I am looking at an exhibition depicting the "Blue Period".
One picture shows Gerard Depardieu having a picnic with
a woman in a romantic setting. As I look, a sense of impending
doom creeps in. Now I am inside a scene, in a building
with a wooden roof. Among a crowd of people, I notice
the face of a young, fair-haired girl to my right. She
is looking out, and her mouth is gaping, as if at some
imminent horror.
I look to my left to see what she is seeing, when an
enormous wave of water, higher than the roof, suddenly
sweeps in, before crashing down on us. I am immersed under
debris-laden water, with pieces of wood floating in it.
I think I have woken up, and start telling my friend
about the dream. At that moment, I see towering above
me a very high warehouse, lined with blue and orange shipping
containers. A helicopter is hovering above them. I tell
my neighbor what I see. "There is a nuclear device in
one of the shipping containers," I say tearfully.
(The dream speaks of things French. Picasso's Blue Period
began shortly after he moved to Paris from Barcelona.
A catastophe strikes. Blue and orange are the colors of
FedEx. Did this also presage the tsunami that struck Indonesia
at year-end 2004 and/or Hurricane Katrina, unleashed on
New Orleans in August 2005?)
Dream of Mar. 21, 2003
I see a black dog fleeing through water from a soldier
aiming at it with a rifle. The dog is swimming away as
fast as it can, but the soldier, lying on his stomach
on the shore, can kill it at leisure. The soldier shoots
behind the dog, then gradually lengthens his range with
every successive shot, making a sport of it. I weep for
the dog, and at this barbarism and cruelty.
(I think of the phrase, "bęte noire", which means "a
person or thing strongly detested or avoided." Like Iraq,
also the underdog. The soldier, representing the U.S.,
is shooting at it in sport and steadily escalating his
attack. The increasing range of the gun suggests the measures
used by the U.S. will become progressively more brutal.
Already the U.S. has resorted to the use of uranium
weapons in Iraq, releasing radioactive dust into the air,
along with cluster bombs, daisy cutters (which destroy
internal organs), and an updated variant of napalm.
This dream is later realized with devastating accuracy
in the U.S. military's attack on the Iraqi city of Fallujah
in November 2004. Refugees interviewed by Free Speech
Radio News correspondent, Dahr Jamail, reported "tanks
running over wounded people in the streets, people
being shot as they tried to swim across the Euphrates
River to escape the siege, people being trapped in
their homes with no food or water or medical care for
days on end."
Refugees also consistently told Jamail the U.S. military
used poision gas, cluster bombs, and a modern variant
of napalm, dropped in the form of phosphorous-based bombs,
that burned people beyond recognition, "and they are unable
to extinguish the fires even after dumping large amounts
of water on the people.")
Mar. 23, 2003
I believe Iran is the next leading candidate for the
U.S. in sating its war addiction.
Late March 2003
The Pentagon asserts Iran and Syria are assisting Iraq.
The groundwork for renewed invasion begins.
I expect the U.S. government to engineer a spectacular
terrorist event in France, and then to pin the blame on
Iran, as a means both to prompt invasion of Iran and to
enlist vital military support of European "allies."
(An unwitting confession of this official policy, or
something like it, later appears in a New York Times
Op-Ed by Ted Koppel on Oct. 2, 2006: "If Iran is
bound and determined to have nuclear weapons, let it,"
he writes. "If a dirty bomb explodes in Milwaukee,
or some other nuclear device detonates in Baltimore or
Wichita, if Israel or Egypt or Saudi Arabia should fall
victim to a nuclear 'accident,' Iran should understand
that the U.S. government will not search around for the
perpetrator. The return address will be predetermined,
and it will be somewhere in Iran.")
Dream of April 2003
I see a barren, winter tree with several bald eagles
perched in it, along with a smaller, black bird of the
crow family. I want to see the eagles hunt, so I send
thought-waves of disturbance to them. At first, I disturb
only the black bird, which flies up then swoops down to
the ground. I hear the thud as it touches the ground,
before flying up again with its prey.
But I still want to see the eagles hunt, so I send increasingly
more powerful thought-waves of disturbance. This makes
all the eagles fly up, but they do not do what I expect.
One of them flies to the nest of another eagle and grabs
all the fluffy white chicks, about six of them, in its
two talons. It flies off with them then descends to the
ground, where it starts tearing at them with its beak,
intent on killing them. I run towards the eagle to stop
it.
In the meantime, a lot of people gather around the eagle
and the chicks. By the time I arrive, the eagle has left,
and there are just two chicks surviving.
(The eagle is symbolic of the U.S. It is using its power
not for the purpose it was created, but for a self-destructive
course of cannibalism and infanticide. The population
is decimated by two-thirds by the time it is finished.
In The Scarlet Letter, Nathaniel Hawthorne writes
of the American eagle as that "unhappy fowl"
who "has no great tenderness, even in her best of
moods, and, sooner or later, -- oftener soon than late,
-- is apt to fling off her nestlings, with a scratch of
her claw, a dab of her beak, or a rankling wound from
her barbed arrows.")
Dream of April 2003
I am in a big family, like the Waltons. We have two
big dogs. One day, a younger brother and I are in a bedroom,
when we hear our mad brother, George, coming up the stairs.
I say to my brother, "Pretend to be asleep." We both do
so. George comes into the room, and I peek through my
eyelashes to see him hold a gun against the head of one
of the dogs, a large black labrador, while uttering vile
threats.
I am angry, throw myself at George, and wrest the gun
from him. George insists "the bullets were blanks," but
I open up the gun to find in it batteries and live ammunition.
By now, I am enraged. "Right! you and me outside!" I say
to him, because I want to fight him.
I go downstairs and wait outside with my younger brother.
I know George is in the television room, watching T.V.,
but he doesn't leave to come outside. Our sister comes
out of the house. "He won't come out," she says.
I decide to go back in to confront him. My little brother
is with me. George is a big guy, so I say to my little
brother: "Don't let him kill me." "I won't let him kill
you," he replies. But then a hit man, tall with dark,
curly hair, appears in the hallway and starts firing a
gun at me. He was sent by George. I fall back as he continues
shooting.
(I wake up thinking again of the "bęte noire" of Iraq.
And, O my God, the mad brother's name is George! Only
those who are asleep can be blind to his madness or fail
to be enraged. The gun indicates he declares harmless
intentions while concealing very menacing ones with high-tech
components. Yet he is too cowardly to face his detractors,
and rather sends others to do his dirty work.)
April 2003
I realize that a breakdown in society is coming in the
U.S., because the purported leader has shown contempt
for law, and this spirit of lawlessness will pervade the
whole country. Already, the Bill of Rights and the Constitution
have been overturned.
Dream of Sep. 17, 2003
I am a soldier with a rifle. I want to prepare myself
better for the arrival of the enemy and find a long farming
scythe of shiny metal. But then I realize my rifle has
a bayonet attached, so I throw the scythe away. On a road,
we await the enemy, whose approach is marked by a helicopter
hovering over its front line. As they approach, an enemy
soldier squats down before me. I fire at him, and see
the red mark below his collar bone where my bullet has
entered.
But he merely looks at me. I realize he is tending to
one of his own wounded. I hold up my fingers in a peace
sign, and cry to him "are you for peace too?" I decide
to let him through and write him a pass. Another of our
soldiers asks me why I am writing this pass. I tell him
that if I do not do so, the peaceful man before me would
have to explain himself at every one of our checkpoints
ahead.
Behind the enemy come scores of children. They are all
terribly traumatized by the war. I weep at their plight
and care for them. My weeping does not cease. I think
to myself that perhaps if I weep throughout the whole
war, I will keep my sanity.
Now I am outside in a dark place. A demonic soldier
appears before me and a fellow soldier. I fire at the
demon but it has no effect. It merely scowls back at me.
I try each of several settings on my gun, but none is
effective. My friend tries too, but is equally ineffective.
I run to the left, and the phantom chases. Thinking
that the phantom can only hear me and not see me, I quietly
turn and run to my right. I look back into the blackness.
I do not know if it is following me.
(Seems to symbolize America's warmongering. A nation
whose heart is for peace turns its ploughshares into swords
and fires on an enemy that, though it seems menacing at
first, never meant it harm and is also for peace. The
man of peace wants to heal the wounds of others, but we
wound him. Yet he does not strike back. A Christ-like
figure.
Then come the children, their lives blighted by war.
If we can weep for them, and if the weeping can prevail
throughout the war, we can keep our sanity.
Finally, we are left firing on a phantom abstraction
known as Terrorism. But we are blind to it, as it is blind
to us. We are frightened of the dark, even of our own
shadow.)
Sept. 18, 2003
New York Times columnist Thomas L. Friedman writes that
"France is becoming our enemy…"
Dream of Sept. 24, 2003
Bush tells a group of people, me among them, about his
intentions. "I am taking the U.S. to war," he says, meaning
he intends to start a conflict with yet another nation.
We are surprised that he speaks his thoughts aloud like
this, before any pretext for another war has even been
articulated. He has also exposed his belief that declaring
war is his sole prerogative. However, we are a private
group, no press are present, and his words have not been
broadcast. If they were, it would cause him great political
damage. I decide I will let the world know what he said.
But at that moment, he realizes his mistake, and I am
afraid of what he will do, to stop word getting out.
November 2003
General Tommy Franks says in an interview (in the November
2003 edition of Cigar Aficionado), that a WMD attack
in the western world would "unravel" the U.S. Constitution.
Who has been talking to? What secret intentions has he
divulged from an administration that has shown contempt
like no other for the Constitution with its Bill of Rights?
The unraveling has already begun.
Here is the full quote: "It means the potential of a
weapon of mass destruction and a terrorist, massive, casualty-producing
event somewhere in the Western world - it may be in the
United States of America - that causes our population
to question our own Constitution and to begin to militarize
our country in order to avoid a repeat of another mass,
casualty-producing event. Which in fact, then begins to
unravel the fabric of our Constitution."
January 2004
Pentagon adviser Richard Perle and former Bush speechwriter
David Frum declare in a new book, An End to Evil,
that the French should be treated "not as allies but as
rivals and possibly enemies." Claiming France's President
Jacques Chirac "volunteered as Saddam Hussein's most important
ally and protector," the authors call for "tough action"
against France and suggest "we should force European governments
to choose between Paris and Washington." Proof the Bush
Cheney administration is insane enough to carry out an
act of war against France.
Dream of January 2004
I am in a room with a friend. Suddenly we notice the
room is full of people, and I am starting to feel claustrophobic.
We head for the exit. Outside, the street is very crowded.
People are trying to find out information about their
bank accounts. I go to a bank window myself and ask to
withdraw my savings. The teller checks and comes back
to tell me the money has been stolen. I am distraught
that all my savings have gone.
(Will there come a time when the financial situation
in the U.S. becomes so dire that bank accounts are frozen
and the government steals citizens' savings? It would
be a similar crisis to that felt by Argentina in 2001.
I recall Paul Krugman's statement in an interview of
November 2003 (with Terrence McNally, AlterNet,
posted Nov. 12, 2003): "we have a budget deficit that's
bigger compared with the size of our economy than Argentina
before their 2001 crack-up. We have a trade deficit that's
bigger compared with the size of our economy, than Indonesia
before its 1997 crack-up. You say: 'Well, yeah, but this
is America and it can't happen here.' But there's a lot
of things we didn't think could happen here. Something
very seriously wrong is going on now.")
Dream of March 2004
I am in a tunnel, where I see, at street level, the
remains of a stone monument, and I hear the following
commentary: "This monument was broken to pieces by
a bird, in fulfillment of prophecy." A lone pigeon
has done this with its beak. I see the severed head and
hands of a wicked pharaoh, formerly commemorated in the
monument, now strewn in pieces on the ground.
(The monument, erected by the wicked ruler in homage
to himself, is chipped away by the dove of peace. Once
the head is removed, the hands can no longer commit acts
of wickedness.)
Dream of Dec. 4, 2004
I am part of a scientific team developing a predictive
model of terrorism, which works rather like a train. Another
team member sits beside me. His work projects events forward
from 9/11. "You're a genius," I tell him. The
train-lights in his model come together to focus on one
point in the future, where I see entire city skylines
being wiped out. We examine ways to change course.
Now I am starting to demonstrate the model, which runs
for about three minutes, to some newcomers. My friend
rushes in to tell me the program has a new wrinkle in
it. I watch the new addition, in which French police use
very small cars to block the path of other puny cars,
driven by apparent terrorists, on a bridge.
But there is a staged appearance to the whole thing.
It is too easy for the police to stop the "terrorists."
There is no clash between the two groups and, indeed,
I see one "terrorist" get out of his car and
embrace a policeman getting out of his car, with smiles
and cheer. I wake up feeling very disturbed.
Dream of February 2005
I see the following words typed out: "Bush is sending
the IDF to invade Iran."
Dream of March 2005
I am in an office, where I see human faces, hands and
limbs begin to emerge through the carpet. "Oh my God!"
I exclaim. "It's a fucking mass grave!" I point it out
to those around me, but no-one can see what I see, except
for one young man.
(Corporate America is killing people en masse. Few recognize
this, but it can not be swept under the carpet forever,
and it will come back to haunt us.)
Dream of March 27, 2005
I am in Brooklyn on a bright, sunny day, near the shore,
talking with someone who is a prospective employer. We
are outside, when I hear the noise of an aircraft. We
look up and see a very large, low-flying passenger jet,
colored blue, and with the word 'DELTA' in big white lettering
on the side.
The plane pulls up into a steep climb. "Why's he flying
like that?" I say to the women beside me. We watch. Then
the plane dives down again, very steeply, towards Manhattan.
At this point, I know a terrorist attack is coming. I
expect the attack this time to be worse than 9/11, and
I wonder if there is nuclear material aboard that plane.
Then we hear the crash.
"We've got to go," I say. We decide to share a cab to
get back to our homes, but no cabs are available, even
though other people do not yet realize what has happened.
I walk along a street, leaving the woman behind, and find
a bus. I get on it. It's not a regular MTA bus, where
Metrocards work. I ask the driver how much. "Two dimes,"
he replies. I find some change and put it in the slot,
but I realize I have only put in a few pennies. But the
driver, a friendly man, just waves me into the bus. I
thank him and take a seat.
As we are driving along in the direction of Manhattan,
I see three mushroom clouds arising, side by side. "Nuclear
bombs! I cry out. "No! No! No!" The other people in the
bus are now alarmed.
How will I escape? The cloud is rolling towards us.
Debris is flying through the air. Cars are crashing into
each other on a bridge ahead. People start to run. I need
to get home to pick up my emergency kit, but that means
going further towards the radiation. Behind me is the
sea. I decide to get off the bus, but some official comes
to the door telling us to stay on it.
May 2005
The French people reject ratification of the new European
Union constitution. This constitution would have subordinated
European security policy to NATO and effectively blocked
the union from taking opposition to U.S. military adventures.
How will the U.S. react, now that the French have openly
resisted the attempt to subvert the nation's sovereignty?
Feb. 1, 2007
Zbigniew Brzezinski, former National Security Advisor
(during the Carter administration), says in testimony
before Senate Foreign Relations Committee: "A plausible
scenario for a military collision with Iran involves...accusations
of Iranian responsibility for...a terrorist act in the
U.S. blamed on Iran...A mythical historical narrative
to justify the case for such a protracted and potentially
expanding war is already being articulated."
February 2007
CIA falsely claims to have found plans for a nuclear
warhead on a stolen Iranian government computer (The
Guardian newspaper, Feb. 22, 2007).
Prophecies Fulfilled So Far
The U.S. would try to plant
WMD evidence on Iraq.
The Bush Administration is a War junkie, and will never be satisfied.
Refugees shot as they swam across the river trying to flee invading U.S. forces.
The U.S. eagle cannibalizes its own offspring.
Terrorism will always remain a shadowy and elusive foe.
Tsunami and Hurricane Katrina.
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