I had a dream a bunch of religious men with long beards were sitting in their gathering place. The eldest black-robed man was pounding and grinding salt and grey powder with a mortar and pestle. He seemed extremely pleased with himself. Or, pleased with the power he had to grind something into dust.

A young man of proselyte age standing in a line protested sharply: “I don’t want to be like you!” The old man continued pounding and grinding – completely ignoring the nervous neophyte. I looked for a heart in the black-robed figure. All I saw was a hole as black as his robe.

This vision makes sense unlike cheese dreams. It may qualify as a vision or dream the Bible talks about in the last days. Religious people grinding and pounding people into the dust. What did Jesus accuse religious leaders of his day: “You heap heavy burdens on people that are hard to bear?”

I am not sure what the gray powder is. Jesus talks about being salt and light. The grey powder must be a masking agent of some kind to keep the proselytes significantly dull, obedient and spiritless.

I think I have covered my aversion to slavery in the post called “Hungry Jen.” There, I mentioned the tragic state of human beings who are starving, have no families, and will eat anything.

There is a significant warning in this dream, to be careful of those with no love. To avoid gray potions- ‘smoky’ or clouded messages- designed to dim our minds. The dust cloud of mind-numbing nonsense is so big it’s burning my eyes.