From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   2019/08/24 Saturday:   
      
   Had LOTS and LOTS of dream scenes, more than I care to type, and many of them   
   already evaporating / fading, but I did have one or two that seemed noteworthy:   
      
   One involved James Cordon, of all people, but that was more or less at the end   
   of a rather long sequence involving traveling along a widened / improved   
   highway that included a "tabernacle" of sorts.  In fact, SO MUCH of this is   
   coming back in fragments    
   that I'm just gonna toss it all together.  This NOT necessarily in order *nor*   
   exact.  It's all really rough:   
      
   May as well start with the traveling:  seemed to be in a normal vehicle, not   
   big as far as I could tell, and I was heading up a smaller (yet wide) road   
   that led to a much larger / wider road at a T intersection ahead.  The first   
   thing that caught my    
   attention was the need to brake because I felt as if I were speeding in just   
   that short section of travel.  I suspect I turned left, but the next part of   
   road / highway was MUCH wider, like 8 lanes wide, without a median.  It felt   
   like sections of Bell    
   Road (Old Hickory) in Nashville had been condensed into a single section of   
   road, with part of the scenery on the right consisting of very old stones, as   
   of a fallen, man-made structure from the Olde South, circa early 1700s to mid   
   1800s.  I realize this    
   is a shade out of time, but if you've ever seen a stone armory built during WW   
   II, then you've nearly got an image of the type of stone construction seen in   
   the dream, only this looked more like castle ruins, leading me to think of   
   Percy Warner Park, but    
   it's WAY far west of Bell Road.   
      
   Regardless, I found myself inside a type of Church / cathedral / tabernacle.    
   What made this VERY wide open yet still enclosed space unusual is that the   
   walls were composed of vertical slats that could be spun, not unlike Buddhist   
   temple bells that are    
   more like tubes that hang sorta between Heaven and Earth, and are spun (like a   
   pencil spinning while standing on its point) when you slap them.  This seemed   
   also related to a pipe organ, which may have been in a different location: as   
   I was looking at    
   the right *side* of the "sanctuary," a pipe organ is typically located at the   
   "front" (which would be to my left) so although I had the "sense" of pipe   
   organ, I don't recall actually seeing one.  Real life note:  the Church I grew   
   up in, Grace Lutheran,    
   has an electronic organ that's something else.  No pipes at all, but a sound   
   that can nearly raise the roof off!  Meanwhile, there was a much smaller dream   
   clip of the organist's wife, with whom I typically have had a cordial   
   relationship, only in this    
   tiny segment, she was perturbed that apparently I had made a comment about the   
   nature of the music being played, as if that were also a reflection upon her   
   husband, which while it wasn't directly, it could be seen that way.  I was   
   trying to explain to    
   her I'd not said *anything* about her husband nor his playing ability (which I   
   hadn't) but rather that the grade of music was not exactly the most technical   
   ever written, something of a nod to the super-technical pieces of Bach,   
   Beethoven, and Mozart,    
   Handel, etc., although to be perfectly honest, the organist does play some of   
   these pieces on occasion, but I can't help feeling they're "arrangements"   
   rather than the actual scores.  Another scene that sorta fits in here involves   
   my being in what I    
   thought was an abandoned / empty church building, finding myself nekkid, and   
   discovering a pair of women headed toward the building, that I'd somehow   
   spotted in a reflection, as if light had come in through a window and   
   reflected off a surface on a wall.    
    In other words, I saw them coming toward the building, but only as a   
   reflection.  This prompted me to hastily start looking for my clothes,   
   preferably before they got there.  That dream pretty much ended, but another   
   segment I recall involves being out    
   on a golf course (of sorts, basically a rather large, flat, grassy green area)   
   hunting up golf balls and rabbit nests / critters of sorts.  I seem to recall   
   tossing something off to my right, as if I were tossing a found golf ball to   
   my mother and/or    
   sister Sherry.  There seemed to be two females on my right, but I can't   
   exactly identify them, other than what I just wrote.   
      
   This leads us to another *short* scene, wherein I find myself in the living   
   room at home, and it seems my sister, mother, and perhaps one other person is   
   standing in the center, while my late father appears to be laying on the   
   floor, as if he were    
   reading a newspaper or magazine on the ground in front of him.  There appeared   
   to be one other person beside him, but I couldn't make that out exactly.    
   Apparently, I have a tendency to take "short counts" rather than taking the   
   time necessary to    
   identify everyone present in a setting.  The memorable part of this scenario   
   is one of those standing seemed to be pulling upon my right side, below my   
   ribs but above my hip.  This "pull" seemed a bit stronger than just a light   
   tug, but not that much    
   stronger.  I would not be surprised to find my brother has liver damage from   
   all the booze he's consumed over the years, not that he's an alchy or such,   
   merely that his appetite for beer seems to be more of a staple in his diet.   
      
      
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