Vision: The Double Barrel Rifles

 

Vision: The Double Barrel Rifles

14^th February

I saw multitudes world over, on mountain tops and cliffs, lying on their stomachs, holding double barreled rifles. All the people were lain at the very edge, with their rifles positioned straight before them; the extra long, side by side double barrels were resting not on land, but in the air.

I saw that none of the rifles had scopes.

On one side, on mountain tops, I saw men and women with rifles. I noticed a man wearing a light brown shirt and he had on a Stetson cowboy hat. I saw that he was wearing brown boots with spurs. All wore light summer clothes, but none were wearing shorts. Further along on the other side, were cliffs where other men and women with rifles were positioned.

I understood that these people world over had lain in readiness with their rifles, prepared to shoot, but it appeared that for an extremely long time nothing suspicious had moved before their sight; nonetheless they waited patiently. The air was clear and silent. These people looked accustomed to waiting for long periods. Though none looked restless, yet they were most definitely, in expectation of shooting something, sometime.

To their absolute amazement, as the people lay there in patient silence, all the rifles' stocks suddenly vanished and the shooters were left holding only the bare double barrels. Everything except the double barrels vanished.

How could they shoot with something that now no more looked like a weapon?

World over the people looked puzzled at what they were left with. Just double barrels. What were they to do?

As they continued holding these double barrels, they noticed that the feel of it had changed. They no more felt like metal, but rather like rolled up charts. Suddenly as all of them unfurled these double barrel charts, everything around them changed. All the shooters and the charts disappeared.