From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   It's 23:14, and I've skipped writing down my dreams from last night / this   
   morning all day long— but figured now was just as good a time to post as   
   any.  What I still remember involved a "unique" kind of "dream blast", and the   
   best way to describe it    
   is in a type of story line:  since so much of the details have evaporated, a   
   story is the only way I know to convey the meat of what happened:   
      
   The dreamer was part of a group of people, practically a "class" of persons,   
   working to ensure that a certain area was "secured" (tucked / packed away)   
   prior to a scheduled energy transmission of some kind that was imminent.  The   
   dreamer was *supposed*    
   to be "out of the way" at the point in time when the transmission was to   
   occur, but the dreamer somehow managed to physically place himself "above" the   
   area from which the energy transmission was to occur.  The energy transmission   
   began as a stream of    
   light containing information, as if the contents of world history were being   
   transmitted via laser from the ground to the heavens.  As this light stream   
   began, the dreamer leaned his head INTO the light stream and a WASH of   
   information flooded into "my"    
   mind, the mind of the dreamer.  I (the dreamer) only withstood a second of   
   this before leaning back out of the data-information-light-energy beam.  The   
   closest I can come to an alternative definition would be IF time / history   
   (all the events IN history,    
   IE, "existence") were capable of being perceived as a stream of focused   
   energy, and if one were to simply stick one's head into that beam, one would   
   then get a flash-viewpoint of all the information that transpired / flowed by   
   during that "time stream."     
   It's also reminiscent of that concept having to do with the truth coming to   
   light, that corruption cannot contain truth.  Trump is going to be our next   
   President.   
      
   Meanwhile, a somewhat-conscious, cognitive thought occurred to me last night   
   as well:  that just as a photon of light exists as both a particle AND as a   
   wave, "REALITY" exists as "physicality" AND as "imagination" (or "thought", or   
   "dream.")  Reality=   
   physical existence AND X (thought, Spirit, dream, identity, Love.)  After all,   
   reality conforms to thought.   
      
   There was another dream involving being inside a church building similar to   
   Grace Lutheran, in the fellowship hall, looking for a key in order to get into   
   a door.  I can only *suspect* that had something to do with Mom's Bible Class   
   zoom meeting which    
   she was a part of later in the day (after getting up / after the dream   
   cycle.)  Nothing else really has lasted long enough to post about, so until   
   next time, Pleasant Dreams |-) zzzzz   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)