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   Richard Silk to All   
   2020/03/09 Monday:   
   09 Mar 20 09:42:23   
   
   From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   2020/03/09 Monday:   
      
   All these dreams seemed more related to "the dreamer" than to myself, as some   
   of them were (what public society would consider) "criminal" in nature:   
      
   In this one dream, "the dreamer" was with someone else in what felt like an   
   excursion for the purpose of ripping off yard junk from someone else's   
   property.  This *may* have been a porch-pirate scenario, but as I've never   
   experienced anything like that    
   IRL, this felt more like simple trespass and robbery of yard junk.  There was   
   what seemed like a suitcase or briefcase or box that was being grabbed, only   
   the residents inside the house became alarmed and came out to defend their   
   home.  The dreamer kept    
   his face turned away from the people in order to avoid identification and also   
   made an attempt at running.  There was a sense of "do NOT run toward your own   
   home!" because that would have directly led anyone in pursuit back in at least   
   a general    
   direction.   
      
   Note:  *Just before* this scenario was one involving something like a black   
   cat-like critter, only with a larger head (somewhat like a human.)  I can't   
   recall the reason why, but the dreamer used a stick of wood (about 1"=2" in   
   diameter, very similar to    
   a maple tree limb fallen or blown off by a strong wind, the kind one finds in   
   the yard after a storm) to *whack* the cat-like critter on the head.  The   
   strike did not make the kind of impact desired, and the critter simply winced   
   but did not fall over    
   dead as expected.  Nor did the cat attack or run away:  it merely sat there.    
   The dreamer whacked the cat-critter a good 2 or 3 more times, somewhat in   
   frustration by this time, yet the cat did not die.  In fact, it pretty much   
   seemed to just take it    
   like it was nothing.  It was at this point the dreamer somehow caught the   
   attention of the people in the house, who came out to see why the cat was   
   being whacked, which prompted the dreamer to grab the suitcase-like object and   
   flee the premises, which    
   was where the dream ended with the thought/sense "whatever you do, don't run   
   'home' or the cops will follow you there and nab you."  It wasn't articulated   
   *exactly* that clearly, but it was certainly *felt* (as the dream ended.)    
   Note:  the location of    
   this scenario was also about the Old Lascassas Road area, but did not seem   
   like the homes of yesteryear.  It had a more "modern" feel to the timeline.   
      
   In another dream, the feel was feudal but did not seem quite that old / long   
   ago.  It felt more "contemporary" than anything.  There was some sense that a   
   person had come to pledge support to a House (or Lord) of the land, and had   
   been accepted, only the    
   person pledging did not seem to bring any army with him, just himself.  There   
   was some kind of behind-the-scenes action going on, most likely a political   
   (military) struggle for power of some kind, which resulted in someone *like* a   
   head-of-family    
   observing that the guy who came to pledge didn't bring ANY assets with him,   
   which should have been the *first* hint to the kids who let him inside the   
   home, very much like a "Wow!  I coulda had a V8!" / "Duh!" type moment.   
      
   This was followed with the guy who gained entrance to the house ending up   
   headed off to bed with the matriarch of the home.  This suddenly felt ALL   
   SORTS of weird, like the dreamer felt more like the son of the matriarch, and   
   that felt extremely wrong    
   that this wanna-be was crawling into bed with her, and also the sense of   
   "where is Dad?" / "Why isn't DAD in the bed with her?"  The strangeness of   
   this scene caused the end of dream to occur.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)   

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