The Monolith

December 13, 2002

Prophetic Dream

Joel Akin

 I had come to the edge of this great plain that spread below for miles around. Behind me were mountains.

In the center of the plain set in a large circle was the monolith. It reminded me of the Washington Monument with its pyramidal top but it was taller in the way that a needle compares to the mast of a ship. It reached almost to the heavens. It had no windows and was white in color. Suddenly there was a massive earthquake and the monument began to fall towards the mountains, where I lay, like some mighty tree. I could see hundreds of people in its path as it fell, some on foot and many on horseback. They began to run and ride with all their might but not all escaped. It was too far to see all that were crushed but I could see a rider and its dark horse cut in half by the structure. And several other horses and their riders milled about.

A wave of people came towards where we lay prone, fleeing the plains. The youngest and fleetest came first and they were armed. Stretched prone as I was all I could move were my hands so I held them awkwardly and painfully up as in surrender as they saw me and raised their weapons. Soon they realized I meant no harm and continued towards the mountains.

Following them was a smaller group of people and they began to question how they were going to house their people. From that I wondered if the Monolith was their habitation. Among the group was a large woman, a man who I couldn't see and a young man who appeared to be a spokesman. Having overheard their need for shelter I suggested to the woman the style of earth sheltered homes. You dig into the earth, place them with a southern exposure, put soil on the top and they can withstand almost anything.

But the woman walked between the man, who's back was to me and the young man and my heart sank.

But then looking to the older man the young man said, "We need to start working on some plans to make this a reality..." I awoke.

Interpretation-The Monolith seems to signify political power in the USA. It collapses due to a giant earthquake, which could be real or an act of God. Whatever happens there is a need for housing and somehow I am to play a role in this

MC Young-Read this prophetic dream called The Horses and notice the huge similarities between theirs and mine. I believe this could only be of God showing us what is to come.