Behold in a dream ...i was taken to the full filthy luscious lustfull meadow of the world ...where the unGody take their rest ...and have their fullness and fatness ...
and Behold two fat kines (cattle) ...a fat bull on top of a fatish cow ...and i was afraid of the bull for the size of him ...and the Lord spoke to me and said be not afraid ...for he is so fat ..he is slow and weak ...and so loves his pleasuring of himself ...that he is consumed by it... it is so much so...that he can't get up to chase or scare off any ...or be worthy of anything anymore .......
and the two swelled up fat writhering blobs of fat and consumption ...layed there eyes glazed over ...and slobber coming out of their mouths ...
and i was disgusted thoroughly at the sight ...and began to turn away ...and a russian name was given me ...pop ...mensky ...or some sky ..of some measure ...though i know not ...though i know it was a russian name ...
and came to remembrance the 7000 names ...destroyed at the crucifying of Jesus ...and i say "names" meaning plainly 7000 names ...all of each name ...destroyed ...like as all the smiths jones millers ...all 7000 names ...and not just 7000 individuals ...
and as i awoke ...awake ...the Lord ministered to me the more ..
and i was wakened by barking dogs ...and my complaint came before the Lord ..and before ...his father ...my father ...and the Lord Jesus helped me ...that the grieviousness of living ...among fat copulating cows and barking dogs be received ...
and the barking dogs ...were on this wise ...for they barked and barked ...all the day long and even ..in the evening ...even in the morning ...of this new day ...even as the warm worthy bright SON rose ...on clear skys and clean air ...and dew heavy on the grass ...and songs of birds hearts filled the air ...yet the dogs barked and barked ...and made miserable ..and disquieted the peace ...
again i was awakened ...and out of mine own peace by the continual barking of dogs ...for there was no peace around the barking dogs ...and i did everything thing i could to bring them to peace ...but the bitches barking continued ...and barked the more afraid for their welps ...and the welps barked too ...with their mothers and out of fear and wantoness ...and sore vexed i was ...though i loved the creatures ..for they were my pets ...YET i began to hate their disturbing my peace ...
and the bitches and pups dug holes ...making places where they "felt" safe ..and happy in ...and even rooted under the foundations of the walking areas ...and they hoped to feel safe and happy ...yet ..for anything and for any reason they feared or wanted something ...they would come out of their holes barking ...and the whelp ...came even wanting more and more ...never satisfied and never full ...
though FRESH WATER was given them ...and PLENTIOUSNESS to EAT ...and comforts a plenty ...still they barked ...and even all things shade and combing and comfort and petting ...yet WOE never satisfied were the whelp and the bitch... and i grew tired of the barking ...very tired ...though i loved my pets...
and even as they were released for their captivity ...that they were sick of ...for they vomited at the miserableness of it ...even worthy cushions given ..they would rip apart ..and destroy ...so still comfort ...did not stop them from barking ...and it seemed i could not quiet them no matter what i did ...for the fear and wantoness in them ...
Nevertheless the only time they might be quiet is when they were eating or sleeping ...and when the SON ROSE high in the heavens they would seek shelter from the brightness ...and then they would be quiet ...hidden in the darkness of the shade ...musing themselves ...with toys ...or just laying in darkness ...chewing on something ...then they were quiet ...
yet even when they might play in the Son ...they consumed all things and ever thought to eat and be full ...and i picked up all the trash they ...used up ..chewed up ...and threw around ...and they dropped dung wheresoever i might walk ...and i sat there ...wondering why i would like these dogs so much ...? ...and though i knew my sandals were clean ...for they were often washed then ...i still thought ...i could smell a hint of dogs dung ..from walking around were they lived ...
and so finished with my helps for them ..i sat and wondered ...and came the whelp running up to me ...and he was a quiet puppy and i petted his mother ...and her fear went away ...and i realized i loved these creatures ...when they were at peace ...when the mother dog was silent.. and my family could rest ...
and i looked back at the old dog ...and remembered when he too was a whelp and a puppy ...yet the old dog now ...and he remained silent through all the barking and noise ...and remained worthy and on guard ...waiting least any thing threaten the land or the house ...and all he needed was is water and food ...and he never barked least there was worthy reason ...
and barked a warning would he do ..only when there needed to be warning given ...the old dog did this ...
yet the bitch barked the more ..and it seemed that there is nothing that any can do about it ...and i was concerned that she might wake up my wife ...and children ...who were sleeping ...
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