From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   2020/08/05 Wednesday:   
      
   Starting off with the dream before waking: the dreamer (in this case, *most   
   likely* myself) is with Mom at Advent Lutheran Church (her church) only as if   
   we were outside the building on a bright, sunny day (I haven't stepped foot   
   back inside since they    
   voted to sanction gay marriage as "Holy Matrimony" *INSIDE* the sanctuary.    
   That's pure hypocrisy.  "Secular" marriage, that's "Render unto Caesar," but   
   hypocrisy = death.)  There is a gathering of my siblings outside the building,   
   and Mom comes out to    
   greet us, and says something to everyone, then begins to leave, practically   
   back inside the car, but the pastor there comes out to see us, as if the   
   service is not yet over with, and Mom begins to mention how scatter-brained   
   she's felt lately.  So the    
   pastor says a little prayer and everyone begins to leave, except the dream   
   ended before I (the dreamer) drove off.  Clarity 8 to 9.   
      
   I have a *strong* hunch that, although the dream is resonant with Mom's   
   eventual funeral, that funeral will be held at Woodfin's Chapel (rather than   
   Advent) so it is more likely due to the scheduled "zoom" Bible study for later   
   this morning, and/or the    
   communion service scheduled for this evening.   
      
   Another dream from earlier in the night involved some kind of frozen dish in   
   the refrigerator, except that the thawing process was producing a LARGE amount   
   of water, which was spilling over the edge of the casserole dish.  "I" (the   
   dreamer) removed the    
   dish and began draining it over the kitchen sink.  Clarity 7, as I suspect   
   there was a bit more mentioned in the dream that simply wasn't even coherent.    
   I mean, as the dream activity was concerned, sure, draining off a dish that's   
   melting makes perfect    
   sense, but why was all this going on to begin with?  That's the part that   
   lacks clarity.   
      
   Just a follow-up note:  That dream from the other night involving a bunch of   
   activity up on the road at 3050 Asbury Lane, where Larry reminds me I've got a   
   helicopter:  last night it was sinking in that what we've been experiencing in   
   Portland, Oregon    
   for that past 2 months is nothing short of a Communist Uprising, disguised as   
   a "protest."  The more I pondered on this, the more it began to make sense,   
   and that dream of activity going on in that dream from the other night came   
   back into mind.   
      
   There was some vague dream involving two cats, as if they were dealing with a   
   new environment inside a different home location.  I have a *suspicion* this   
   (fuzzy) dream is related to Gina in some way, but other than the   
   cat-component, there's nothing to    
   specifically link them together at this time.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)