From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   2020/07/09 A Celebration of Five!   
      
   Quick catch-up, one of the images I forgot to post about the other day   
   involved a rather dark (overcast) scene, with what appeared to be the first   
   falling of raindrops upon the ground, except that they fell upon what was   
   smooth like a body of water, so    
   not like "THE first" rainfall, but more like the first falling drops of a   
   particular rainfall / cloudburst that happened to be observed in the vision.    
   I hesitate to call this a "dream", but it was "as" a dream, and therefore   
   *could possibly* be    
   qualified as a "vision", although the significance wasn't that earthshaking.    
   I really had forgotten about it until I saw the weather report a few nights (2   
   or 3?) previously (IRL) which included a massive sweep of rain predicted up   
   along the Eastern    
   coast, up to the North, possibly into Canada, but more typical of the pattern   
   which blows eastward beyond Maine, into the Atlantic.  I linked the two   
   incidents (the vision & the weather report) in my mind, along with the idea   
   that this wasn't just a "   
   prediction," as much as it was a very *likely* probability that the East Coast   
   was in for a soaking.   
      
   Meanwhile, the dream before waking involved an awkward social-gr   
   upie-gathering type of scenario, where a number of (female?) "groupies" (more   
   than simply adoring fans, close to 10 or a dozen) were all wanting a kind of   
   ceremonial (but hopefully NOT    
   official!) "group marriage" with someone very much like "Hemingway."  This   
   seemed more than a simple autograph ceremony, more like a [not *totally*   
   mindless, but *nearly* mindless] made-up kind of ritual whereby these   
   practically human-parasites were    
   clamoring to be the "first" in a group affirmation.  This one character was   
   characteristic of a "queen," a gender-confused male who preferred to act as a   
   female, and who seemed like a group-bully, saying *something* like, "Now   
   everyone say this together,    
   but I'm going first..." and as s/he began speaking, the entire group joined in   
   as well, just diverse enough that whatever they were saying was not clearly   
   distinguishable from the dreamer-observer's perspective.   
      
   This scene practically immediately flowed into the next scene, which while   
   being totally different in practically everything except a mob-like / group   
   setting, seemed directly adjacent to the previous dream.  There was no sense   
   of separation between the    
   two events, although they were certainly different in focus:   
      
   There appeared to be a group of adults (maybe a half-dozen to a dozen?) that   
   appeared child-care oriented, that the happiness and well-being of day-care   
   toddlers and walkers was their main objective.  The activity began to actually   
   focus around one kid,    
   the occasion quite likely being his 5th birthday party, but that's more of a   
   hind-sight guess on my part, not explicitly stated within the dream itself.    
   The dreamer in this occasion was an adult (and felt much as I did when I was a   
   younger adult, easily    
   capable of what was about to transpire within the dream) who picked up the boy   
   (who came up in something of a backward leaning maneuver) which the dreamer   
   "felt" as simple physics, as one body feels the internal inertia involved in   
   picking up a child in    
   such a manner.  This culminated with the dreamer placing the boy upon the   
   dreamer's shoulders (I used to do this with my boys and even my daughter on   
   various occasions) and the group tended to resolve into a kind of "happy   
   special day for you" kind of    
   ditty.  When I first awoke, I had the tune still in my head, but it's gone   
   now.  "I" could *sense* the self-awareness of the kid starting to form.  It   
   was perhaps one of the more special moments in his life (at least, up until   
   that point, and quite    
   possibly going forward, as one rarely gets an all-out focus moment such as   
   this.)  The boy seemed (not positive, but *seemed*) blond-haired and   
   blue-eyed, much like Charles and Logan were in their youth.  (Seriously, it's   
   difficult for me to tell them    
   apart as far as dream symbols are concerned.)  Logan turned out brown-eyed as   
   he grew older, as did Landon, but Charles retained his blue eyes.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
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