From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   2020/06/06 Saturday:   
      
   "Priceless Duality":  I was in something of a rather light sleep, somewhere in   
   the neighborhood of either past midnight or past 2 AM, can't recall exactly if   
   this was before or after the dog's 2 AM neighborhood patrol.  But what I do   
   recall is being    
   asleep, feeling some current of "thought" (awareness, something!) stirring   
   within my mind as if sensing the woven fabric of ideas that support one's   
   given "reality."  The point is that whilst "asleep", two words popped into   
   mind that instantly brought me    
   to a state of wakefulness:  "Priceless Duality," which caused perhaps a half   
   hour of meditation on what exactly that meant for me in my life and my   
   future.  The first thing that came to mind is the duality of one's perspective   
   upon the value of life:     
   from one perspective, one may hold that life is priceless, whilst at the same   
   time, that same person may also hold that life is worthless.  In other words,   
   Life is priceless AND worthless, so putting a value on ANYTHING (such as a   
   "Pearl of Great Price")    
   is a form of duality (dualism.)   
      
   This also brought to mind the understanding that dualism exists *within*   
   unity, however, unity does NOT exist *within* dualism.  This got me to   
   thinking about that donut and the hole:  the hole exists within to donut, but   
   the donut does NOT exist within    
   the hole.  The life of the married couple exists (though is not yet expressed)   
   within the life of the single individual(s), yet one who is single is *not   
   yet* within the life of those who are married.  << This part began to make a   
   LOT more sense, and    
   quite likely explained the backdrop for the other dreams:   
      
   Downstream Journey:   
      
   While I've had dreams like this, I can't recall them "flowing" along the lines   
   of a "group participation" theme before, or of having *any* other person(s)   
   present within the action, so from that perspective, this was something of a   
   "new" perspective:     
   There was some (evaporated, unclear, forgotten) segment involving heading   
   upstream, as if reviewing the course along which the water would be flowing.    
   The action of the dream becomes much clearer when the dreamer is actually *in*   
   the stream, flowing    
   downstream, along the current.  There is at least one or possibly two other   
   folk involved, however, the person of most interest has a female sense about   
   her.  She and the dreamer are having something of a conversation regarding the   
   sticks and other    
   obstacles in the water's path along the journey, and the dreamer is explaining   
   how he goes about removing some objects (sticks) and tossing them aside to the   
   right.  (The course of the water seems to be flowing from scene right to scene   
   left, in what    
   might be described as a WWNW direction... maybe– or thereabouts.)  The   
   female seems more interested in simply flowing along with the stream rather   
   than working on clearing it for anyone else, but then again, perhaps her   
   ability to swim in this water is    
   a bit more limited to concentrating on her swimming?  The dreamer noted during   
   this conversation the condition of being nude, in that he was clearly skinny   
   dipping, as he described a method for swimming in the current that made the   
   process simpler:  that    
   is, keeping one's feet forward whilst leaning back and using one's hands to   
   help keep one's butt off the bottom of the stream.  It was during this   
   observation / description that it became clear the dreamer was not wearing any   
   swim trunks, and his mind    
   immediately began to wonder if his female swim-buddy was in the same   
   condition?  However, this is about where the dream ended, although some of the   
   terrain along the way included a high cliff along the right, reminiscent of   
   where a stream had been    
   flowing for millenia, carving out the stream bed.  And yet other places were   
   simply *in* the stream bed, as if the stream were superimposed over a city   
   street, such as Halls Hill Pike.  The general direction of the stream was   
   toward my parents' home at    
   1103.  Note that I feel my Mother has been directly hinting at not being   
   around much longer, as if she's planning to simply check out and join my late   
   father, which kinda leaves me a bit "exposed" as it were.   
      
      
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