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   Richard Silk to All   
   2020/04/30 Thursday (thru 20/05/04): Exh   
   30 Apr 20 10:32:01   
   
   From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   2020/04/30 Thursday (thru 20/05/04): Exhausting dream!   
      
   Hunting people dream:   
      
   The first dream of recall is basically a clarity 4 or 5.  There was a scene   
   wherein the dreamer's perspective showed a view as if looking down an alleyway   
   with a view into an intersection, with a person in shadow / gray who appeared   
   to be the hunted.     
   This was a rather short dream, complicated by the fact I can't recall whatever   
   came before it, but I *suspect* it's based on a news report I saw on Tucker   
   Carlson on Fox News last night, wherein the ***HYPOCRITICAL*** New York City   
   Mayor (Bill de Blasio)    
   *threatened* to *arrest* Hasidic Jews attending a funeral (as a group) while   
   *at almost the same time* PROMISING to deliver HUNDREDS of "halal meals" to   
   Mosques (about 30+) *AT TAXPAYER EXPENSE* throughout the city.   
      
   De Blasio has *clearly* become dhimmified. :'(    
      
   Snake dream:   
      
   This is the exhausting dream that seemed to take *minutes* during dream time   
   alone.  (The internal time frame could have been *hours!*)  It started with a   
   couple awaking from sleep in their bed, when a *healthy-sized* snake made   
   "his" way out from under    
   the bed and into the middle of the floor.  I say "his" because "he" was   
   referred to in the masculine sense on several occasions.  The dreamer's   
   initial response was one of "healthy respect", if you will, in that an unknown   
   / unidentified snake needs to    
   be given as *wide* a berth as possible when first encountered.  While his   
   condition of being poisonous or non-poisonous was not *immediately* known,   
   that he had the potential to *bite* WAS a concern.  The dreamer managed to   
   *grasp* the snake directly    
   behind his head, but rather than having a FIRM grip between right thumb and   
   first finger, it was more of a "pinch" using thumb, first finger over the   
   snake's neck, and middle finger opposing the thumb.  It works, but is NOT as   
   safe, and requires a LOT    
   more effort over time.  Most of the dream was involved with trying to find a   
   safe place to let go of the snake, but finding such a spot was becoming   
   difficult.  SOMEHOW a sharp knife was applied to the front side of the snake's   
   throat / neck, nearly    
   cutting it off, but not quite.  It was hanging onto life by a thread, and   
   there was a moment wherein the dreamer was greatly concerned that the snake   
   nearly had his fangs in the underside of the dreamer's (left?) forearm skin,   
   only it was more like the    
   dreamer was holding the snake in his right hand while trying to get the snake   
   free of a right arm.  Odd, for sure, but the end became a study on how best to   
   simply let go of the snake and let it live or die on its own.  The final   
   consensus was to lay the    
   snake out straight from tail to head, then release the head and move away in   
   the direction the snake was pointing.  This would prevent the wounded snake   
   from making an immediate strike.  The last scene was that of the snake dying   
   or perhaps on its last    
   breath.   
      
   I awoke from this dream with my right arm *exhausted*, as if I'd been holding   
   that snake all this time.  Clarity 7, perhaps 8.   
      
   Lots of other stuff:   
      
   There were a few dreams afterward, in a *group* to the point it was dream   
   after dream after dream, but of "low energy" and "low clarity" in that none of   
   them return clearly to memory, but that there were *so many* (a half dozen   
   plus?) was a memory of    
   itself.  My dog awoke me, which was distracting, as I *really* wanted to go   
   back and try a directed (lucid) dream, but the dog needing to go out took   
   precedence, and thus my day began.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)   

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