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   Richard Silk to All   
   2019/11/06 Wednesday: Lit Fuse?   
   06 Nov 19 08:42:16   
   
   From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   2019/11/06 Wednesday:  Lit Fuse?   
      
   Was working on my FaceBook notifications just a moment ago, when I ran across   
   a post dealing with the upcoming Trump Middle-East Peace Plan and how it will   
   allow Israel to rebuild the temple, which will light the fuse to Armageddon.    
   OK, so that's a    
   conscious, waking post on a rather deeply symbolic concept (the Apocalypse)   
   but it reminded me of a dream I had earlier this morning, prior to the last   
   dream before waking.   
      
   It wasn't so much a dream as it was an image of how one could use a timer   
   device to ignite an incendiary device:  One would have to use the wire between   
   the circuit board and the speaker, or create a break in such a circuit, so   
   that when the speaker goes    
   off, it creates a *very* tiny spark (and of course, such a device would   
   require testing to ensure reliability and reproducibility.) The *tiny* spark   
   would have to have a gunpowder type fuse adjacent to it, such that the tiny   
   spark would actually lite a    
   grain of gunpowder embedded in the fuse.  That fuse would have to lead to a   
   larger charge.  The "fuse" was held in place at the break in the speaker wire   
   circuit by means of a simple piece of scotch tape.  Now, I don't go around   
   building bombs, so    
   perhaps this is a juvenile approach, but *symbolically* it represents how a   
   series of plans *without insulation* could lead to a series of events that   
   touch off a powder keg in the Middle East, namely, igniting the entire Muslim   
   world in jihad, resulting    
   in nuclear war (thanks to Iran's current efforts.)   
      
   In another dream (the one before waking) I was in the attic of a house, with   
   at least two 2x4 boards of about a yard in length, each.  There was an obvious   
   fit for how the first one was to be placed *up in the roof rafters* (the   
   "joists" are the level    
   beams that form the ceiling support, or the "floor" of an attic.)   
      
   The important point here is that I wasn't the one doing the work.  There was a   
   woman present, perhaps in her 30s or 40s, who placed the first board in place   
   as it was so obvious.  But what was this building?  (It seemed like a home.)   
   And what was the    
   purpose of the boards/beams going up into the rafters? (It seemed   
   construction-oriented, at any rate.)  "I" (the dreamer) was lying upon my   
   back, practically asleep, feeling the weight of sleep at any rate, directing   
   her as to how and where to place the    
   2nd board, which is where things get interesting.   
      
   There was a "drawing" of sorts on the plywood forming the roofing across the   
   rafters.  In my mind, it made it perfectly clear where the next board was   
   supposed to fit, only the woman was fitting the short board (like a 2x4 of   
   about 3' in length) into the    
   joists that comprise the floor, which actually had a cutout to allow the short   
   board to fit in it, although a hammer of sorts would be required to pound the   
   board into the slot.  I "got up" and showed the woman the drawing, and how the   
   board was supposed    
   to fit along the *rafters*, NOT across the joists (although the directional   
   alignment was the same.)  Part of showing her the drawing involved somehow   
   casting the shadow of an open wrench (a box wrench is like a circular 8- or   
   12-star pattern) over the "   
   point" in the diagram showing where the short board was to fit.  Although the   
   dream was ending at this point, I *seem* to recall fitting the short board   
   into place, though I can't recall exactly *doing* it.   
      
   There's another dream in the back of my mind, but I can't recall it at this   
   time.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)   

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