From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   2020/07/25 Saturday:  Happy 59th! √   
      
   So I woke up this morning and made a kind of "grab" to try and remember the   
   dreams I had, and shortly after, they started to resurface.   
      
   car key(s) / house key (duplex??) / lunch ?? / objective to drive somewhere /   
   sand storm? / Strange groping scene / final phrase (before waking)   
      
   In this first dream, the dreamer had been "shorted" one car key fob, the kind   
   of key that one has to get from the dealership to get all the bells and   
   whistles that go with the key fob (car alarm, lock/unlock, etc.)  While the   
   dreamer *did* get the 2nd    
   fob (apparently it wasn't present during the original purchase but had been   
   included as part of the deal) there was *another separate* dream about   
   returning to the dealer to get a kind of magnetic key hiding box (slightly   
   larger than the thin, common    
   type you can buy practically anywhere.)  This box was of an aesthetic design   
   that could hold one of these more modern keys.  The problem was that an   
   associate at the dealership handed the dreamer a rather crude version of one   
   of these boxes, as if all    
   the plastic, outer design coverings had been removed, and the only left was   
   the bare (uglier) container, even though it did have an active, slide-top   
   cover that latched shut.  The dreamer sorta stood there with an expression   
   (feeling) of "Are you serious?   
     What is this [crap]?" (Though nothing was recalled being actually spoken.)    
   The dealer made one of those "Oops, sorry, let me swap that out for you" type   
   gestures (again, no actual dialogue was detected, but the action proceeded as   
   if there were    
   dialogue.)  The dreamer got a "new" container (apparently these two scenes   
   were connected.  They certainly *write* as if they were!) and the dream ended,   
   clarity 8+, maybe even 9-.   
      
   This other dream was related in that it also involved a door / lock component,   
   but it was the dreamer approaching the back door of a duplex (a home with two   
   sides, typically a rental property) in what might be called after sunset /   
   darkening dusk (the    
   exterior of the scene was NOT well lit!)  The house was reminiscent of the   
   duplex from next door (like 1107 Scottland, the southern unit.) The dreamer   
   had a sense that this wasn't his home, although there was a feeling as if it   
   *once* was his home in the    
   past, but felt curious enough to see what might happen next.  There was a   
   feeling *as if* he still had a key that actually fit that back door and tried   
   it, and the door opened, revealing a more brightly (well-lit) kitchen / rear   
   entrance area.  There was    
   a feeling *as if* no one were home, and the dreamer felt *very* out of place   
   there, as the dream ended.  Definitely a borderline 8 to 9 clarity.   
      
   This next scene is a bit fractured, in that it's not nearly as clear as the   
   other two, and seems to be in more than one section, but I'll write it up as   
   one:  The nearly evaporated portion dealt with the acquisition of food, as if   
   a major dish /    
   casserole had been put together into one container and put somewhere, as if to   
   store for later usage.  The part of the dream that is *certainly* more   
   memorable is when the dreamer comes into a spacious kitchen / break area to   
   find someone (a female    
   presence is felt) upset at having found the food, and it's been "dismantled"   
   into all its constituent parts, like shredded meat (turkey?) on this plate,   
   other components on other plates, and even what looked like the aluminum ring   
   of a stove burner (just    
   the ring, without the inner bowl that connects to some rings as a one-piece.)   
   The dreamer gives an apology but explains its his lunch, that he was going to   
   eat later, and gets right to the action of preparing to eat it when the dream   
   ends.   
      
   Objective to drive somewhere is *really* kinda broken up, but here goes:  the   
   dreamer has a feeling of being a teen old enough to drive but still in high   
   school.  There's a feeling of trying to drive in such a way as to reach a   
   northern destination (same    
   city, perhaps? county? at least in the same state, such as Murfreesboro to   
   Nashville, but feels more like Oakland to McGavock (schools) or simply trying   
   to get to a darker or night-time version of Oakland.  There is a sense of   
   arriving at the OHS    
   destination but needing to go elsewhere for some other purpose.  This entire   
   dream seemed "purpose-driven" but what that purpose was never seems to have   
   been stated explicitly.  Clarity 6, at best, closer to 5.   
      
   The sandstorm was a *weird* scene:  the dreamer begins by noticing a rather   
   *heavy* presence of sand in the air, looking out across the back field, as one   
   may occasionally look across a field and detect a drizzling rainfall, only   
   this was sand particles.    
    The sky was a beautiful, crimson sunset red (with perhaps a touch of yellow &   
   orange, but not so much as to be noticeable) but all over, not just on the   
   western horizon, and the dust / sand was visible everywhere.  This was not so   
   dense as to be    
   considered a "driving" sandstorm, but *definitely* thick, almost like that of   
   a bug-hatch (if you've ever had the misfortune to be out on the lake IRL in an   
   open boat during one of those events...!)  In this atmospheric sand-scene, the   
   dreamer seems    
   concerned about any effect of having to go out or get caught in the sand, but   
   notes that his lungs feel relatively "clear" and detects no breathing   
   impairment of any kind, but as this self-detection bit is going on, the sand   
   in the air THICKENS to the    
   point that some of it looks like slowly blowing LARGE flakes of snow, the kind   
   one might see (IRL) on rare occasion when the snow is drifting down lazily   
   rather than in a driving snowstorm.  The interesting thing about this sand /   
   sand-flake dream scene    
   is that the particulates are blowing westward, again, not hard, but more at a   
   walking pace, which is horizontal (even with the surface of the Earth) rather   
   than vertical (which would indicate gravity.)  Although the clarity of the   
   dream was an *good* 9 (!   
   ) the lack of any gravitational effect upon the sand gives it more of a   
   "symbolic" quality, so what that symbolism might be was never expressed during   
   the dream scene, although one might hazard a guess that the "political left"   
   is blowing *slightly to    
   the right" toward "center."  ***If*** this is the case, then Trump will win in   
   a HUGE landslide victory later this year.   
      
      
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   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
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