VISION: THE INFLUENCZARS

VISION: THE INFLUENCZARS

19th April 2009

I saw this vision just a few days ago.

I saw a long line of blind men wearing white uniforms, (like a street band) carrying white canes.

I could not see their faces. They were heading to a T-junction.

As they approached the end of the country road they had been traveling upon, they momentarily stood still before they navigated the main road.

Now I saw their eyes. They were shut. The eyelashes of all men were glued tight, so none could open their eyes. I saw that this did not bother them. As I looked closely as their ‘white’ garments, I noticed that their clothes had been brushed with white paint, and the clothes looked stiff.

Wheresoever they traveled, each would place their left hand on the left shoulder of the one before him, and in their right hand they bore this white cane.

The man who was first in line had no shoulder to place his hand on. He simply held onto the white walking stick.

Now before the men crossed over this road, barring the first man in line, all threw away their white canes, but their left hand continued to rest on the shoulder of the one before them.

Out of nowhere, a woman in a white short dress, pleated from the waist, and a white satin cape over her shoulders, joined this group of ‘blind men’.

She was playing a drum.