From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   2019/11/02 Saturday:   
      
   Had SEVERAL long, drawn-out type dreams which have thankfully somewhat   
   dissipated, but after already "drying out" a bit this morning, here goes,   
   starting with last dream before waking *first*:   
      
   It was post-dawn, just sleeping in on a Saturday morning, when I hear my dog,   
   Ginger, give a gentle "Woof" (which is her way of simply noting something of   
   interest.)  The woof catches my attention, as she often sleeps on a square pad   
   beside my bed, then    
   I hear my mother's voice across the hall, in her bedroom, saying "Rich...."   
   and I hear it even though her door is shut, although the volume and sound   
   quality reflect that as well.  (Clarity 9+, by the way.)   
      
   I raise my head off my pillow (in real life) and ask plainly, "What?" only to   
   discover Ginger is sound asleep on her pillow, and Mom is still asleep in her   
   bedroom.  Thus started my day a tad bit earlier than it otherwise would have.   
      
   Note:  Ginger woke me up around 4:30 AM wanting to go on her morning patrol   
   round.  I *believe* this dream occurred between her returning and the morning   
   "woof" dream, above.   
      
   I had a dream involving being with a female, something like a cross between   
   Gina and Joyce.  The outcome of this is closer to being "Joyce-related," so   
   we'll go with Joyce.  The female was in the presence of a rather hefty black   
   man, and the entire    
   atmosphere seemed to be hazy / oily / olive smoky, which gave me the   
   impression that Joyce must be back to smoking crack again.  I also had the   
   impression she was overweight as well, but that was more of a sense than   
   direct observation.  The *interesting*   
    part of this clip was that it seemed as if I were "above" her, practically as   
   if I were in a higher *orbit* even though no spacecraft or outer space setting   
   were involved.  The large (obese) black male seemed below her as well.  I   
   intentionally parted    
   from the both of them and continued on my path, with *some* kind of "sour   
   grapes" parting comment along the lines of, "Nope, not going for her— she's   
   too fat," (meaning beyond my ability or care to help.  Sometimes the amount of   
   work required to invest    
   in an outcome just seems too great.)   
      
   Another dream, probably before 4:30, but not certain, involved an odd type of   
   chase scene, involving a tiger or panther-like creature, a wolf or dog-like   
   creature, and at least one human (the dreamer / myself) and what seemed like a   
   number of dark,    
   shadowy pygmy-like figures in the distance (under 4'.)   
      
   The start involved being pursued by the leopard, but it was more like   
   retreating from it at a flying rate of speed, rather than being chased from   
   behind, as I kept the creature in sight, until it seemed to go off after   
   another creature (or another was    
   chasing it) that seemed more wolf-dog-jackal-type.  This seemed to take a bit   
   of the chase off of my (the dreamer's) perspective, as I observed what seemed   
   to then be a group of dark, running figures (the pygmies / natives?) and I   
   can't say whether they    
   were hunting or being hunted by the large feline.   
      
   This other dream, *clearly* before 4:30, as I recall trying to recall it at   
   that point, was both lengthy yet short.  Remember, time may be u   
   tra-compressed such that a LOT of action takes place in an extremely short   
   amount of time.  Elements include:  a    
   kind of wood-paneled sitting room, like for an elite club of Masons or   
   Illuminati or such, an area of dry (then wet) sand, an object dropped and   
   retrieved FROM the sand, Gina, Gina's mother, and a group of apartment-like   
   buildings, only with a socialist (   
   hippy type) air to them— like a commune.   
      
   The first scene I can recall starts in the wood-paneled sitting room, can't   
   recall why, and a word is used in a sentence, can't recall the word or the   
   syntax or anything else about it.  I (the dreamer) find myself talking to   
   someone who feels like Gina's    
   mother, asking her for SOME way to contact Gina, which felt *more* like a   
   sincere wish of someone out of ideas than it did as someone desperate for   
   contact, a request of sympathy rather than pity.  I'm provided with   
   information, which I try to capture by    
   writing down on something similar in size to a golf tee, only thicker, like a   
   sharpie pen.  I'm trying to study this object in an attempt to absorb the   
   information, when it's fumbled / dropped onto an area of dry sand.  Recovery   
   should've been easy, but    
   the sand became very wet and soupy / sloppy, almost like oatmeal in milk.  I   
   seem to recall recovering the object, only having then to rinse off to get the   
   sloppy, wet, seemingly contaminated sand off of my left arm.   
      
   I find Gina in a setting like youth in a commune.  The kids / people seem to   
   think more like a group than individuals, and she's trying to find her way to   
   a destination point.  I get to express my love, fondness and admiration for   
   perhaps the tiniest    
   moment of joy, but she's off in a direction and following her leads to a fade   
   out of the scene.   
      
   Now, although there is a lot of detail / content in these descriptions,   
   they're NOT accurate, and either leave a lot out or possibly make assumptions   
   that may be biased by my waking mind trying to recall them.   
      
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