From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   14:09 PM 11/13/2020   
      
   Dreamer was with someone with a name similar to "George White," somehow   
   associated with Country Music, as in possibly a name-recognition level   
   performer.  The dreamer apparently said or was attributed with a disparaging   
   remark associated with country    
   music, which was leading the action in the dream in a negative direction, at   
   which point the dreamer attempted to mount some form of defense, that [he] had   
   a personal relationship (in the manner of an acquaintance with, NOT in the   
   Biblical sense, at    
   least, not that was apparent within the dream) with Reba McIntyre, and stated   
   her name aloud.  The utterance of her name seemed to "punch through" the   
   dream, as if possibly *I* (the sleeper) *may* have spoken aloud in my sleep.    
   Unknown, but that's about    
   how it felt.  There was certainly more detail to the dream, but it's   
   evaporated enough that this synopsis is perhaps more relevant than all that   
   minutia.  Clarity 8-ish, originally.   
      
   Before that dream, the dreamer seemed to be descending as if from a jump   
   (perhaps a parachute?) but in a nearly rapid manner, possibly at 5 MPH, which   
   when in motion, is actually rather quick and requires a person to "hoof it"   
   somewhat in order to keep    
   pace.  A leisurely walking pace is perhaps between 3 and 4 MPH.  The landing   
   achieved appeared to be on the right foot, with the right leg very much in   
   mind, that the landing was on point without incident (no twists or sprains,   
   etc.) and also on a    
   surface much like a set of bleechers such as one might sit in at a sporting   
   event in a high school (certainly not on the level of individual stadium   
   seating in some collegiate venues.)  The landing was *as if* the dreamer was   
   landing right beside Gina (   
   seemingly in the personage of Gina White, but such was not made clear, only   
   the feeling of being with the person of the dreamer's greatest affection.)    
   There was *some* activity, and whatever happened (too much evaporation since   
   the time of the dream)    
   left the dreamer feeling sad at her no longer being present within the scene.   
      
   Perhaps the dream before waking (it's been awhile, after all) involved a   
   scenario where an older person (entity A, perhaps 20 to 30-something, like a   
   young adult first starting one's life as an independent entity, *possibly* at   
   the husband-level) was    
   experiencing something of a flashback to his youth, as a direct result of his   
   contact with another young adult (similar in fashion / style, but certainly a   
   *different* person, entity B) who was humming or possibly singing or even   
   possibly leading a small    
   Church choir in a hymn.  The music of the hymn and even the lyric(s) seemed   
   familiar to the dreamer, as well as to entity A and clearly to entity B, while   
   the flashback involved Entity A remarking aloud on remembering a young boy,   
   around age 6 (*quite    
   possibly* entity B as a youth!) leading that very same song in a kind of   
   child-like effort to teach it to others.  It was as if entity A was having a   
   memory-bridge of some kind between the adult version of entity B and B as a   
   young child, but there was    
   just the hint of possibility present, as if "COULD they be the same?" although   
   no such question was detected "aloud," and the dream ended before a resolution   
   was presented.  IF I had written down what was dreamt of during the scene, it   
   is *quite possible*   
    that I could have manually made a written record of the hymn along with its   
   lyrics, at least for a part of a first verse, or perhaps part of a refrain.    
   It was around clarity 8, although the flashback certainly reduced it to a 7 or   
   possibly even a 6, as    
   the flashback was *very* vague.   
      
   14:30 PM 11/13/2020   
      
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