Here's a dream. It doesn't seem very coherent, but at the time, it made sense, as dreams do.
I (i think it was me, but sometimes i have dreams where the person is me but not) was at a morgue. We weren't accepting bodies, but we were dreading the radio confirming that the morgue we were at was closed-down, or not accepting any more bodies. Outside, I witnessed a UFO crashing into a lake, with little lighted buoys and alien beings floating behind (this was at night). A woman was pointing at the sky, saying "Can't you see it! The Spear! The Orions are dropping the Spear!" I couldn't see anything abnormal about the sky.
The next morning, something was wrong with the dog (I was thrown into this set of circumstances and people, though I knew none of them. For some reason, I thought I had had the dream before, even while I was dreaming it.) The dog was acting strange, abnormally violent. It used to be meek. But I watched, with another, as it killed another dog savagely. We (strangers, but I knew them in the dream) were planning on putting the dog down with a shotgun. I said, "Yes, the dog and the owl." I picked up the owl and it looked into my eyes, and I remember getting emotional, and saying, "Well, maybe the owl. We can put off the owl." The TV was on, and I had the feeling that an epidemic that was going to make everyone behave like the dog was immenent, sort of like those zombie movies. It was all so familiar to me, as if I knew what was going on.
Also, there was a newspaper that, everytime I looked at it, it made me emotional. So I started looking at it closely. It was from the District of Columbia, and it had a seal on the right top corner. It had a daily article about a "Witty Photo". On the other side, it showed the American Eagle seal, but the national bird was "the dumbbird". Nothing about the headlines struck out; it was all typical.
More than that, I don't recall anything.
First observations? The time of the Dog, Sirius, and the Owl, Moloch, are coming to an end. For some reason, I was sympathetic to the Owl, but it might be programming, because looking at the owl I was emotional and having second thoughts about shooting the owl (which, at the time, I associated with a wizard's familiar), which had seemed as a sort of prescient, must do thing. Epidemic, morgues closing, perhaps prophetic. The Orion's Spear falling, I don't know. Perhaps the Orions are supposed to be ending the Dog and Owl? Or we are, here on Earth. Reminded me of the Spear of Destiny, the one Longinius used to make sure that Jesus was dead on the Cross, and subsequently the final blow.
* When we start identifying wisdom with our ability to comprehend its form, what wisdom is that?
* Judge not, that ye be not judged. For with what judgment ye judge, ye shall be judged: and with what measure ye mete, it shall be measured to you again.
* People want platitudes, not progress.