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Dream of: 23 December 2013 "The Wolf And The Skunk"



prepare for transformation

*My father (probably in his 50s) and I are sitting in the living of the Farmhouse of my father's Gallia County Farm (almost 400 acres of hilly land in Gallia County, Ohio). He's recently sunk several wells for oil, but he hasn't struck anything yet. As he is sitting with his back to one of the large picture windows, I look past him through the window and see a gusher of oil suddenly erupt right outside the Farmhouse. A ferocious stream of black oil shoots into the sky. I jump up and tell him what I see, but by the time he turns around, the gusher has stopped. My father and I rush outside and see that a black cloud of misty oil has floated overhead to the rear of the Farmhouse. I look at the hill behind the Farmhouse and see another gusher erupting near the top of that hill. Then a third gusher erupts up on the hill. I blurt to my father that all the wells are tied together. I'm convinced that a giant oil field lies under the ground and all the wells are tapping into the same source.
Quite a bit of activity is taking place behind the Farmhouse where oil workers are toiling. A huge truck pulls off the road into the area behind the Farmhouse. Apparently my father is buying this truck. I tell him not to spend too much because he needs to conserve his capital. He mentions that he has some old bills which he's been owed for years and that he intends to collect those. After he asks me a question about suing someone for an old bill, I tell him that he can bring a law suit as long as the bill isn't past the statute of limitations, which I say is five years. I add that he can actually sue someone if the bill is more than five years old, but the defendant can use the statute of limitations as a defense against the lawsuit. I say that it might be worthwhile to bring the lawsuit because the statue-of-limitations defense might not be raised, he which case he could take his judgment against the defendant anyway.
I walk around the area behind the Farmhouse and see that much work needs to be done here. I think I'll probably work here for a couple days. It seems as if I've borrowed some money from my father and now I'm going to work it off. I see some large piles of logs which need to be cleared out. A couple big semi-trucks show up hauling some large equipment on the trailers behind them. There's also a big pile of scrap metal. I mention to someone that the metal is worth something and that it could be sold.
As I stand at the top of the bank of a deep gulley behind the Farmhouse, I see two skunks running at the bottom of the gulley. They run up to the top of the bank near me and just as they reach the top, my pet Dalmatian Picasso (1995-2009) runs over and grabs the head of one of the skunks. Suddenly from somewhere a wolf appears. It also jumps on the skunk and grabs it with its teeth. Picasso, who manages to pull out the tongue of the skunk, walks over to the side and starts eating the tongue. The wolf lets go of the skunk which falls back down to the bottom of the gully. The skunk no longer looks like a skunk, but like an all-white animal which is lying there dead. The wolf disappears, but it leaves behind a large piece of something which looks like a plastic bladder which it has pulled out of the inside of the skunk. I really don't like seeing an animal torn apart like that, but there's nothing I can do about it now.
I notice what appears to be a small snake lying at the top of the bank, but it turns out to be a worm. At the bottom of the gulley I see a very large furry snake which slithers into a pile of something. I notice it has an additional tail sticking out the rear of its body and I wonder if it was actually a snake after all. I point it out to my nephew Steven, who is now standing beside me. It looks like something to be avoided.
It seems that many animals are in the area because no one has been living in the Farmhouse for a while. The animals seem to have taken over. If so many animals are here close to the Farmhouse, I wonder what its like back in the wide-ranging woods which surround the Farm.