“Guernica” by Pablo Picasso, 1937
Dreams from the LORD 2011-2018
16 March 2018
Last night I had a dream where I was sitting in the back seat of this car. My parents were driving the car. We pulled into the driveway of this big house. It was my older brother’s house. His wife was in the front seat of their car. I walked up to the window and waved at her. She didn’t wave back. She had the look of abject misery. When my dad walked up to the widow, she pulled down this visor so that she could not be seen or bothered.
We walked into the house. There were many people in the house (my brother and his wife are very social; my parents were very social); they looked like friends and relatives. My brother saw me and walked up to me and we shook hands. It seemed like the eyes of all of these people were overlarge and their smiles were too big; it seemed like their facial features were distorted and almost grotesque–similar to a cubist painting like “Guernica” by Picasso.
I did not step into the living room of the house; I stayed in the front entrance–I kept my distance. For some reason I was wearing these baggy snow pants over my other pants (I felt out of place), so I sat down on this chair and pulled the baggy pants off.
The two things that I remember most about the dream: there were many people in the house and my brother’s wife was absolutely miserable–she reminded me of Voltaire on his deathbed (two months before Voltaire died, Voltaire KNEW he was going to hell).
Guernica
The Death of Voltaire
Clint Eastwood’s film High Plains Drifter (1973)
Francois-Marie Arouet (Voltaire), 1694-1778
Voices from the Edge of Eternity
Compiled by John Myers
Last Hours On Earth Of The Noted French Infidel, Voltaire
Pages 21-22:
“When Voltaire felt the stroke which he realized must terminate in death, he was overpowered with remorse. He at once sent for the priest and wanted to be ‘reconciled to the church.’ His infidel flatterers hastened to his chamber to prevent his incantation, but it was only to witness his ignominy and their own. He cursed them to their faces and, since his distress was increased by their presence, repeatedly and loudly exclaimed, ‘Begone! It is you that have brought me to my present condition. Leave me, I say — begone! What a wretched glory is this which you have produced for me!’
“Hoping to allay his anguish by a written recantation, he had it prepared, signed it, and saw it witnessed. But it was all unavailing. For two months he was tortured with such an agony as led him at times to gnash his teeth in impotent rage against God and man. At other times, in plaintive accents, he would plead, ‘O Christ! O Lord Jesus!’ Then, turning his face he would cry out, ‘I must die — abandoned of God and of men!’
“As his end drew near his condition became so frightful that his infidel associates were afraid to approach his bedside. Still they guarded the door, that others might not know how awfully an infidel was compelled to die. Even his nurse repeatedly said that for all the wealth of Europe she would never see another infidel die. It was a scene of horror that lies beyond all exaggeration.
“Such is the well-attested end of this man who had a natural sovereignty of intellect, excellent education, great wealth and much earthly honor.”
—The Contrast Between Infidelity and Christianity
Voltaire–Wikipedia
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