From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   2020-10-05 Monday:   
      
   The dream before waking (between 6 AM and 10 AM) was the most notable:   
      
   It began with the dreamer viewing an area that seemed like a 5' pit but large   
   enough to serve as a pet confinement area, maybe 10' to one side, 6' to   
   another, but measurements weren't exactly being made.  The main focus was that   
   the bottom of the pit was    
   quite green, as if a lawn had been maintained, although it wasn't evenly mown   
   like someone's front yard, rather, it was simply what it was.  In this area   
   were a small goat and I *think* a pig, although I'm having interfering thought   
   images that it may    
   have been a pig and a cat, but I'm fairly certain it was a goat and a pig.    
   The gestalt was that these two critters often played a bit and presented much   
   amusement at the human observer level.  My personal (innate?) sense of animal   
   friendship kicked in,    
   and I jumped (more like "alit") down into the area to greet them and see if I   
   could possibly befriend either or both of them.  In hindsight as I type this,   
   it strikes me that jihadist-type (or devout) Muslims view non-Muslim Jews   
   often in a very    
   derrogatory fashion, while some Jews may have a view of Muslims such that both   
   animals "in the pit" represent the two major conflicting nations / races in   
   the Middle East today, except that since Trump began the Abraham Accords, *at   
   least TWO* Arab    
   nations (the UAE and Bahrain) have *both* signed on, with others lining up,   
   AND Guatemala has moved its embassy to Jerusalem, with around 80 or so more   
   nations lining up with plans to move THEIR embassies from Tel Aviv into   
   Jerusalem.  But I digress....   
      
   No sooner had I begun attempting to befriend either or both of these critters,   
   than the scene basically shifted so that I found myself inside a house very   
   similar in age and construction to something from the 1950s in an area of   
   Murfreesboro around    
   Olympia Place or possibly Sherrill Blvd, back in that area.  The dreamer   
   seemed in the living room of a house, and had the very distinct impression he   
   was in the home of Richard Bach, the author, except that Bach would *most   
   likely NOT* be living in such    
   a home in such a neighborhood in an older (practically underbelly at times)   
   section of Murfreesboro.  But to continue:   
      
   The dreamer was taking in the décor of the room, noting it was not entirely   
   dark, but of a bluish hue throughout, and there was a *remarkable* mural-type   
   painting (*roughly* 7' wide by 2½' high, again, the dreamer wasn't   
   *specifically* taking    
   measurements, but *was* noting its *size*!) which had running across the top,   
   from left to right, a kind of "gust of wind" or even "astral trail" of perhaps   
   a few inches, like a masculine arm-width, which covered MOST of the length of   
   the mural.  The "   
   astral arm trail" ended with a (left) hand pointing an outstretched index   
   finger (it was obviously the left hand because of the thumb visible, as toward   
   the viewer) which, in writing this up, reminds me of one of Satan's nicknames,   
   "the accuser."  I didn'   
   t notice the finger pointing AT anything, other than the end of the mural   
   itself.  However, what began to catch the dreamer's attention were the smaller   
   details practically embedded or portrayed along the mural.   
      
   Note: the background color of this mural was that of a computer's soft   
   white-screen appearance, bordering upon a sandy yellow tint, perhaps the color   
   of clean parchment. The dreamer was working on deliberately trying to identify   
   the few scant objects    
   portrayed upon this long mural.  This one object looked like a beach umbrella   
   or possibly a satellite dish.  There were perhaps 2 or 3 objects on this   
   mural, and the dreamer simply was unable to obtain any kind of clear focus on   
   or understanding of them.    
    I have personally learned that the harder one tries to scrutinize something   
   in a dream, the more likely one is to break out of it, so perhaps that may   
   explain why the dreamer stopped analyzing the mural.   
      
   More to the point, another person walked in and a conversation was begun.    
   There was a slight discussion of age, where the dreamer was asked to guess how   
   old the other guy seemed to be.  Please note that this other guy was at 6'   
   tall or possibly shorter,    
   short, dark hair but with wisps of gray throughout, and the dreamer simply   
   guessed "around 59?" although the dreamer *thought* he was conversing with   
   Richard Bach, who is MUCH older (June 23, 1936 (age 84 years)) so the apparent   
   "youthful" look was a bit    
   disconcerting.  There was a bit more to the conversation, which has since   
   become a bit muddled in my memory, but it ended with something akin to the   
   dreamer piping up about "I'm 59 myself," which is interesting, because that is   
   my age presently, although    
   I often have to stop and think about it in order to make sure.  There was some   
   other bit of conversation, wherein the dreamer observes, "I've been assuming   
   your name; we've not been formally introduced yet.  I'm Richard Silk.  And   
   your name is...?" He    
   replied, "Richard Bach."   
      
   About this time, a (well lit!) female a bit further back in the room behind   
   him began speaking loudly and directly.  Not an angry bark, not an alarming   
   tone, but definitely loud and hard enough on the dreamer's ears that he   
   mentioned he couldn't hear    
   anything the other guy just said, and kinda "ducked out" of the dream,   
   basically tucking his chin down to the left.  The next moment, I was awake in   
   my bed.  For the most part, clarity 9+ at times, but it dipped into 8 at   
   points, and IF the two animals    
   at the start were symbolic of the Middle East situation, it could easily   
   classify in the 7 range.   
      
      
   A work-related dream:   
      
      
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