MATTIE'S PROPHECY PAGES

The Voices

I had a dream, and in my dream I saw many people running to and fro. Many seemed distressed and perplexed. They were being asked to help to close the factory that they had worked at for a long time. They didn't know what they would do now. Many of the workers were cheerful and went about without a burden; but there were those who wanted to know what would be done to clean up the mess that would be left on the earth when the factory was silent and still with buildings vacant and sightless.

People were streaming in and out as they went about their last jobs. Some laughed as they could have their children with them very much as if it was a picnic. Others because they only had to work until their job was finished before they could go home for the day. But all were not happy. Many frowned and wondered when they would start to take away the messy, greenish-yellow ooze that covered the earth.

As the people were told to hurry up and finish their tasks and hurry to the administration building, the fires were burning some of the remaining plastic that they didn't want to discard. People were going about in this smoke not realizing that it could harm them and their lungs. No equipment was given to those who were standing by or to the workers who were passing through this mess. The ooze clung to their feet and the smoke filled their lungs and yet they went about their jobs unknowingly.

As one building after another was emptied of its content, sheets of plywood was screwed into place to close them up, Soon, voices were raised asking when they would begin to clean up the earth and the ooze that was everywhere. These voices became loud and demanded an answer but none came. As they became more insistent, the managers began to become less agreeable with these voices. The people came together that wanted life to be put back into the earth. The managers tried to drive them off; but they gathered together against those with guns and clubs.

Soon, their voices could be heard demanding that clean up would begin. Soon, the managers started trying to drive them from that place. The people began to run to and fro; but they would not leave. As the managers ran at them one would speak, "Deer" and a deer ran between the managers and the one who spoke. Another said, "Eagle" and suddenly an eagle swept down upon one with a gun pointed at a fleeing figure. Another said, "Fox" and a fox suddenly sprang up and startled a man with a club throwing off his aim. Another said, "Bear" and suddenly a bear appeared rearing up on its hind legs in front of a startled man pointing a gun who dropped it and began to run with the bear close on its heals. Now all the people were naming animals and I called, "Wolf" and suddenly a snarling wolf appeared and startled a man who was about to fire.

Now, chaos was everywhere, with all running and fleeing as the case may be. But still the call came forth for the earth. A deep longing came into those who had these voices, and as if one mind they began to call, "Earth be cleansed!" and "Ooze, be gone!" Suddenly, it seemed, when I stepped on it with my bare feet it changed to a carpet of brown and yellow instead of that dreaded ooze that was so harmful to the earth and as we all with one voice said, "Let the bounty of the earth bring forth the green grass" and suddenly underneath the carpet, sweet, green grass began to grow and push up the carpet, even as I ran------

And so I awoke-----may the people with the voices unite to bring forth the sweet, green grass and end all the pollution that is killing our earth and bring forth once more the animals upon the healed, renewed earth in which we live!

Broken Wing

10-14-1998