From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   2019/12/27 Friday (late post)   
      
   This post is being written VERY late, as in 25 minutes before Monday morning,   
   12/30.  I'm posting this dream very late because I would prefer to really   
   avoid posting it at all.  It has to do with a woman who for the purposes of   
   this post shall remain    
   nameless.  I recall a parental figure informing me that she was dead, the   
   victim of rape jihad by a jihadi (Muslim terrorist) in Canada, who not only   
   reveled in the rape but also in the murder.  As I awoke, this dream left me   
   with a very *empty* feeling    
   of utterly meaningless, senseless waste and loss.  I know this is only a dream   
   and most likely will NOT ever happen, but the fact that it remotely *could*   
   still leaves my bowels churning and a very heavy weight tugging downward from   
   my heart.  I'm not    
   going there.  Love thine enemies, starting first with one's greatest enemy of   
   oneself!   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)