Isis Dream

Back in 2014, I had a dream in which ISIS invaded the US from the south. Four ISIS fighters, wearing black Islamic militant garb pulled by hand a giant cannon into the heart of the country as me and 2 friends watched from a distance. They fired sporadically as they went and the news began reporting the conflict soon after the shots started. Well in Houston, ISIS fighters suddenly emerged and began multiplying rapidly, capturing men, women, and children. Those who resisted were rounded up in a big town square, stripped naked, and executed by beheading. People were cursing violently, women and children were being raped and sold into slavery. Towards the end of the dream I was presented with an opportunity to take up arms and fight against ISIS or lay them down and live a peaceful life, one that I somehow knew would bring hardship and suffering. I chose to lay down the weapons. An overwhelming feeling of despair took hold of me. That feeling lasted for several days.