From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   2020/05/01 Friday:   
      
   Had a few dreams, but had to get moving at 7 AM-ish this morning (breakfast,   
   shower, went to Wal*Mart and then to pick up my mower out on Hwy 96 W, Douglas   
   Small Engine Repair) so here I am at 1:37 PM getting started, and as a result,   
   several dreams have    
   evaporated *considerably*.)   
      
   The most interesting one involved a *GROUP* of Jewish men, celebrating some   
   kind of male-group dance ritual, that started perhaps as a hand-held ring but   
   then went to something more like a *swirl*.  I had a *bit* more detail upon   
   waking, but it's all    
   gone now.  WHY were they celebrating, and WHAT?  Perhaps their 1st Amendment   
   Rights in NYC??  Although it was maybe clarity 5 or 6 at best, it was apparent   
   they were more in black (and white?) garments, indicative of an Hasidic nature.   
      
   The handful of change was curious:  The dreamer was mildly surprised to find a   
   handful of pocket change, only the coins were of various sizes, including a   
   size smaller than a penny or dime, and some appeared as gears, and one tiny   
   one had a square hole    
   in the center.  NOTE:  I picked up my lawn mower today, which involved   
   knocking off some gears that were controlling the self-propel mechanism (which   
   was no longer working and caused the mower to push along the ground like a   
   sled with no wheels.)  The    
   mechanic, Calvin Douglas, handed me a pouch of spare parts (gears) he'd   
   removed from the unit.  Although they were not exactly like what I'd seen in   
   the dream, the repair was "no charge" and I also found out he's related to   
   "ALVIN" Douglas, who used to    
   bush hog my property back when I lived out on Asbury Lane.   
      
   There was a "car" dream, where the dreamer "felt" like Gina, as she used to   
   really enjoy driving fast in her teen years through Pulaski / Giles County,   
   TN.  In this dream, the driver was going *rather* fast, like around 100 MPH or   
   so (and yes, I *used*    
   to drive that fast myself, on occasion, on long, straight roads) along an   
   interstate that appeared at least 5 or 6 lanes wide.  It had a *slight* curve   
   (more like a slight bend) to the right up ahead, and the mind of the dreamer   
   was contemplating speed    
   vs. inertial resistance *or LOSS* if the vehicle should happen to take a bump   
   or slight roll and lose traction with the ground.  "I" felt a little kind of   
   "WEE!" in my stomach (butterflies) as it *felt* like the dreamer was starting   
   to go airborne / fly,    
   as the dream ended.  Clarity 7, easy, maybe 8.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)