From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   8:29 AM 10/17/2020 Tried to get started with this   
   9:51 AM 10/17/2020 After distractions from YouTube and other sciency stuff....   
      
   The Night "Flew" By....   
      
   I had so many dreams about flying, will try to remember all that I can here...   
      
   Married to Gina!  Car issue w/keys, location:   
      
   I may as well start with a series of dreams that are PROBABLY all related, so   
   I'll attempt to weave them all into a story (as the discrete dream elements   
   seem muddled a bit by now):   
      
   There was some bit about driving from point A (near Greenland Dr. / MTSU /   
   Lascassas Road) or possibly hitching a ride? to an area further north (point   
   B) along Old Lascassas Road.  At that location, there was a scene whereby the   
   dreamer was requesting    
   the use of a car which belonged to (or contained) at least 2 other females   
   (and if they were representative of ex-wives and/or girlfriends, such was not   
   sensed during the scenario (other than the sense that they were basically of   
   the bridesmaid type.)     
   There was some kind of issue involving the driver's (left front) seat   
   position, and the use of a small, flat metal key (like the kind used for cheap   
   locks, diaries, tool boxes, luggage, etc.) that was used for the purpose of   
   adjusting the head rest, used    
   from a position standing outside the car, reaching in.  The adjustment (key)   
   seemed to turn about half-way (counter-clockwise) then went a bit askew, as if   
   the tumbler into which the key was inserted was sluggish / possibly jammed.    
   The dreamer realized    
   this was being left "undone" or incompletely turned, but there seemed to be a   
   pressing issue regarding time, so the thought was a rather quick "I'll get   
   back to this later" as the dreamer set off, FLYING, as it were, back south   
   along Old Lascassas Road (   
   toward Greenland Drive.)  The speed being traveled was rather significant, and   
   the dreamer tried to "mentally press" the speed to a higher rate, but with no   
   change in velocity.  If anything, the mental effort may have "clouded" up the   
   dream slightly.   
      
   There was another scenario where the dreamer was viewing the male (myself,   
   apparently) along with some other guy (a "best man", perhaps?) wearing what   
   seemed like old uniforms / formal wear from the days of Doctor Zhivago.    
   Another culture reference    
   might be the house uniforms worn by royalty in Castle Windsor back in the days   
   when Queen Victoria and Prince Albert were still courting, except those are of   
   a much darker (royal blue and gold) color scheme.  In the dream, the guys were   
   wearing mostly    
   white uniforms with possibly some black and/or gold braids.  If you are   
   familiar with the old band uniforms worn in the '60s and '70s, that kind of   
   fits the bill here.   
      
   There's another scene, far less visual, where the dreamer is mentally thinking   
   "I'm married to Gina!!" as if the revelation were surprising, perhaps a touch   
   of pride, certainly of joy, and basically built on top of love.  There was   
   still a bit of shock    
   to the sense of having trouble believing it actually happened after all these   
   years, but I have to put in a note here from last night, while watching TV in   
   real life, having a kind of waking vision (mental image flash) of Gina,   
   perhaps more age-   
   appropriate, making some kind of emotional appearance ahead of me, on my left,   
   looking directly towards me.  It was more like a look of concerned anger mixed   
   with concerned anguish, and if flash images could speak, I suspect she'd have   
   given me an ear-   
   full.  It was enough to make me ponder why I had such a flash (waking!) image   
   pop into mind, and what it could mean, more specifically.   
      
   Flying atop a school building?  Being "sought"...   
      
   The dreamer is in a room similar to a restaurant setting, with some guy and   
   possibly his accomplice / sidekick at the far booth. and they have the very   
   palpable sense of being in pursuit of the dreamer for the purpose of serving a   
   summons.  From personal    
   experience, I know that when one gets a summons directly, one has no choice   
   but to appear in court.  However, I also know that if one can AVOID being   
   issued a summons, well, that feeling was what the dreamer felt, and   
   immediately left the building and "   
   flew" atop a round building (like a very short silo, only 1 or 2 stories tall,   
   but much wider, like a fat can of green beans) located on the west end of the   
   school playground area behind Reeves Rogers school (where the old dugouts and   
   ball field used to    
   be) and "looked down" as if to see that at that position, the server had no   
   way of actually serving the dreamer.  Aside from the flying aspect of this   
   dream, it was still clarity 7-ish to 8-ish, as the people serving the summons   
   were unclear, and the    
   reason FOR the summons was unknown.   
      
   Sword in the house:   
      
   An antagonist was approaching the dreamer with a short, thin, curved blade,   
   likely a jihadist with the intent of taking off my head, but the dreamer was   
   cool-headed enough to "pull back" a bit, in order to access his sword and pull   
   it from its black,    
   leather sheath.  Note:  that in real life, I actually have a sword made from   
   Pakistani steel, bought from a renaissance fair.  This was the very sword   
   represented in the dream.  The sword length alone PLUS the length of my reach   
   certainly exceeded the    
   antagonist's reach with his shorter sickle.  I extended it forward and poked   
   him in his chest, and advised him to back out and go away, which he did.    
   Clarity 7-ish-8-ish, as the reason for the antagonist's presence was not   
   mentioned (although it is    
   likely due to the book I edited— tinyurl.com/ThyKingdomCome-Book1 .)   
      
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