Dream of February, 2001

Glancing from my bedroom window i notice suddenly that outside in the back garden there is a large fire, like a bonfire, which has been started accidentally and threatens the house.

I rush downstairs to put it out but by the time i get outside it has burnt itself out.

I stand and examine the remnants of the fire and notice among the embers twisted pieces of steel, and also large globules of molten metal, oval in shape like medallions, which contain fiery, twisting forms, and which also emit a continuous low sound, like voices coming through static on the radio. By bending closer to the almost extinguished fire i can identify what this sound is: the sonorous, long-drawn out voice of the muezzin, repeating over and over "Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar"...