Just a Pope Dream

I don't usually remember my dreams but when I do it's because they are crazy.

Evening at my house in Rensselaer, IN and I see all of these people walking past the side of my house. Many of them look fearful others full of sorrow. A few of them congregate around the house at which point I go outside and meet them. They don't say anything they merely walk into my house (with me following) and turn on the T.V.

On the screen there is a picture of a man being held up by six other men. There are two men of his head and sholders, one man for each hand, and one man for each leg. The men are holding him up as if they were a throne. These six men holding up the other man are dressed in black and red and they look exactly alike (face, hairstyle, everything). The man being held up is in white vestments and speaking to the TV cameras. He is telling us that the Pope has gone missing and he is the new replacement. While he is speaking the six men start speaking in tounges but they look like they are being torured while they are speaking.

I walk away from the T.V. The dream changes to some evening after the T.V. broadcast. My family is living with me now and we have started stocking up food in the shed in my back yard. We are not the only household that has done this. Many people around us have started storing up food. With good reason too. The means of food distribution have been halted. The government has fallen away. There are a lot of children running around the house trying to steal food from other people. At which point I start sharing the food our family has in the shed. Other family start to live with is and we start to share the food that we bring.

::In real life:: The cat meows to let me know she wants out for something. It's 5:55 am. I let her out of the room and go back to bed.