From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   Re: 2020-09-14 Monday:   
      
   (NOTE:  Yesterday was Logan's 14th birthday.  Happy Birthday, Son!)   
   Wheelchair omniscience:   
      
   The dream before waking was nearly lost upon waking, very feint memory, having   
   something to do with a female who, while sitting in her wheel chair, was   
   practically an oracle.  The chair didn't have any power of its own, nor her on   
   her own, but when she    
   was sitting in the chair, there was nothing she did not know (or know about.)    
   Clarity: (feint) 8.   
      
   Model rocket / trumpet competition:   
      
   This was a rather intense kind of dream, as in filled with interest and   
   suspense:  It seemed to be a combination of two separate events, but they were   
   blended into one dream, so I'll try to sort them out:  The first issue being a   
   competition to build a (   
   toy) rocket from scratch.  But the 2nd issue seems to be wrapped around a   
   trumpet competition (aka a "challenge") between two trumpet players.   
      
   In the first version, a model rocket was ignited and went *zip!* much like a   
   bottle rocket firework.  The challenger (the dreamer) had something apparently   
   made of a can with an engine cone that actually used liquid (perhaps butane?)   
   fuel, and had a calm,   
    open flame (a bit smaller than that of a tiki lamp) roughly the size of a   
   burning kerosene lamp wick that was blown out before it caused some kind of   
   premature ignition.  At this point, the dream transition to the trumpet   
   challenge, where the first    
   player had already performed, and the action was all around the build-up /   
   preparation of the dreamer / challenger.  The trumpet was removed from its   
   case, the 3 valves were being oiled (something that *should* have been done   
   *prior* to the event, but    
   apparently this was being done as some display of "showmanship") and the music   
   was on the stand as the challenger began warming up his emboucher (lips.)  The   
   dreamer was actually working on buzzing his lips to get them warmed-up /   
   nimble prior to    
   performance (I've done this quite a bit myself IRL.)  The dream ended just as   
   the challenger was about to lift up his horn (a rather thickly piped   
   instrument, like a cornet and a French Horn, but of the size of a trumpet)   
   when the dream ended.  Clarity 7-   
   , due to the overlapping between the rocket and the horn.   
      
   Neighbor's car:   
      
   The dreamer is treading the clockwise circuit around my neighborhood, and is   
   at the north end of Scottland Drive, about to turn right (east) onto Windsor,   
   except there is a car on the left (west) side of the street (which isn't   
   unusual.  It's a dead end    
   and no one really cares about parking there unless of course a house owner   
   cannot exit onto the street, which as I see it never really happens.) As the   
   dreamer approaches, at least one guy (bushy, ex-military gone bearded look to   
   him) possibly with    
   another (lady, perhaps? didn't really notice) seems to be exiting the vehicle   
   as if he'd been looking into the vehicle rather than driving it.  The dreamer   
   sparks up a pleasant, neighborly conversation, as if to ask "How do you deal   
   with vandals and    
   thieves leaving your car out like that?"  Not exactly verbatim, but close.    
   The guy, now walking east along Windsor with his partner (?) gives back a /not   
   caring about it/ type of response.  There is no sense of clear guilt at having   
   been doing something    
   "wrong" nor is there any sense of possession of stolen property visible (in   
   his hands) so the dreamer decides to let the situation go and the dream ends.    
   (Clarity 8+.)   
      
   Running:   
      
   There is a definite sense of running on the part of the dreamer.  Legs are in   
   rapid motion as the dreamer heads westward (kinda WWNW) across the   
   Reeves-Rogers School field (behind my home.)  When I awoke from this, I didn't   
   have any idea as to where the    
   dreamer was running or why (other than the location and direction setting) but   
   had the feeling of being much younger, around pre-teen or maybe just after.    
   The legs were "light," without so much of a sense of gravity about them.    
   Clarity 9-.   
      
   Laundry?   
      
   There is a very slight fragment of a dream involving a clothes washer in one   
   of those "on the side wall of the kitchen" locations, only if it is in a   
   closet, that's not apparent.  What *is* apparent is the clothes washer (and   
   one would assume the dryer?)    
   visible on the "left" side of a kitchen (from the camera's / dreamer's   
   perspective.)  There is a guy around perhaps mid 40s, kind of a rough laborer   
   looking kind of guy, who appears to be, let's say "irritable," regarding doing   
   his mother's bedsheet.     
   Clarity 7-ish.  Would have been 8 or 9 if I'd had any clue as to what was   
   going on.  In other words, nearly all of that was more of an "assumed"   
   impression rather than explicitly stated.   
      
   Signs of impending civil war:  The dreamer is in an area much like an open   
   (tended) field, possibly a person's back yard (there may have been a structure   
   off to the dreamer's right, but the view was toward the open yard / field to   
   the left) noting the    
   end of a rifle sticking up toward the sky, as if resting against a porch upon   
   which the dreamer is standing.  As I ("he?) approaches to investigate, the   
   single rifle barrel appears to be two, and looking closer, there appear to be   
   two rural men (more of    
   a hillbilly appearance, but in a borderline civilization kind of way) with   
   those rifles, as if they are on guard against any left-wing Marxist /   
   jihadists coming around.  They seem to be interested in knowing if the dreamer   
   has or needs a rifle, and the    
   dreamer echoes one of my axioms about how the greatest warrior never touches a   
   weapon, saying "I never touch a weapon."  They seem a tad confused / slightly   
   ruffled by this, and the dream ends.  Clarity 8+, maybe even a 9.  When Trump   
   wins a landslide re-   
   election, *BE PREPARED!*   
      
   Well, so much for a morning when I very nearly forgot every dream.  My recall   
   must be getting better for some reason.  I barely remembered the wheelchair   
   omniscience before waking, but just started writing down what I remembered,   
   and all this came along    
   with it.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)