From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   2020/02/19 Wednesday:   
      
   Jeep over cliff   
   Pizza pot   
   Flooded boat docks w/cancellation prize   
   Military spare (exploding) part   
   Women   
      
   These are listed from top to bottom in terms of most recent before waking back   
   through the night, so starting with the one furthest back in the night:   
      
   There were a number of women, all having something to do with persons of   
   desire.  However, one of them represented a person of sincere (deep emotional)   
   desire, similar to Gina, only not quite, as if this were some alternative   
   universe (well heck, it *was*   
    a dream after all, right?) where "she" was a blonde celebrity of some fame.    
   A message I'd sent her in the past was considered to be of a "stalking" nature   
   (sure, "stalking" is in the mind of the beholder...) but somehow that   
   misunderstanding had been    
   cleared up, and I found myself having a rational conversation with her.    
   However, the entire clarity of this dream was fairly weak, perhaps a 4, 5 at   
   best, but evaporation nearly erased it.   
      
   There was some kind of military scenario, dealing with guys on a base, perhaps   
   with a female or two, but they weren't in any of the action scenes to speak   
   of.  There was some nebulous bit dealing with trying to find a decent shower   
   stall, but the areas    
   being examined were either non-functional or under-equipped, such as no   
   shampoo, soap, towels, whatever, just the basic feeling that finding a decent   
   place to shower was going to be a major problem.  During this search, some   
   kind of mechanical part was    
   found and picked up / retained, roughly the length of 1½' to 2' in length, no   
   more than 4" in diameter, but it seemed shaped more like a crankshaft than a   
   cylinder— that is to say, it was irregularly shaped, like a "part" of some   
   kind.  Even a    
   crankshaft is too regularly shaped an object: this was like boxy-ish, although   
   sections of it *could* have been smooth / curved.  I never really took a good   
   look at it, but there was the sense that it *was* something of importance.    
   Meanwhile, there was    
   some kind of "game" running as an undercurrent to the theme, a subplot if you   
   will, not as overt as a M*A*S*H series episode, but a lot closer to that "68   
   Whiskey" series on the Paramount network (imdb.com/title/tt8680948) where   
   people are trying to get    
   something "past" the commanding officer, and apparently the part that was   
   found is something he's interested in finding.  The obscurity of this dream   
   would have lost it to evaporation entirely perhaps if not for the ending:  the   
   part was put down    
   somewhere and left alone for a few moments, and while other activity was going   
   on, *POOF!* it went up in a small explosion! (as if it had been transformed   
   into an IED, but the cause for the explosion seemed a mystery, as if it had   
   NOT been tampered with,    
   but merely exploded.)   
      
   There was this dream that seemed as if there were a back-story involving heavy   
   rains that caused flooding.  Scene opens onto a somewhat muddy lake (ever been   
   on Percy Priest?) with the dreamer's perspective heading out toward what used   
   to be open (   
   uncovered) docks, only there were no docks, no boats, only a path that led   
   INTO the water but was totally submerged.  In real life, the only way this   
   could have happened would be if the giant Styrofoam blocks that support   
   floating docks of this type had    
   all somehow *gone*, and all the boats that had been moored in every dock had   
   filled with rainwater and was therefore sunk beneath the water level.  It had   
   the tiniest sense of disaster about it, but I (the dreamer) feel my mind may   
   have been trying to    
   rationalize how something like this could have happened, so the "disaster"   
   part was merely more of a fact than a gut-wrenching feeling of loss.  There   
   was some form of journey outward, as if walking along the pier (although it   
   wasn't there) in search of    
   a specific boat.  There was a feeling as if it had been rented, and the   
   dreamer was searching for whatever might still be salvageable.  The scene   
   *changed* a bit at this point, to where the open (sunken) docks became covered   
   slips (where a tin, arched    
   roof is erected over the docks to shelter the boats there from hail / rain /   
   sun, etc.) and up in the rafter above where the boat had been was a small   
   package, perhaps the size of a large shoe box, only more squarish in size, not   
   unlike a chemical    
   fireplace log you can buy in the store.  There was writing on the package, in   
   the form of to whom it was addressed, and I *thought* I saw "SILK" on it at   
   least twice, but the writing kept changing as I looked at it (this was   
   *clearly* a dream, as the    
   Wernicke Area of the brain was apparently asleep (britannica.com   
   science/Wernicke-area).  Since the name appeared to be (primarily) that of   
   someone else, I declined to open the package, but it had the clearest sense   
   that it was there as a consolation    
   gift *from* the person who had rented out the boat (lessor) *to* the person   
   who had rented the boat (lessee.)   
      
      
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