From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   14:02 PM 1/10/2021   
   I had SO MANY dream scenes that I've allowed *many* of them to evaporate for   
   this morning's (afternoon's) post.  Posting what I can of the major themes,   
   however—   
      
   "Dream-napping"?  "Soul-napping"?   
   The primary sequence involved the dreamer at some point involved with getting   
   into a car being driven by my [late] sister, Cynthia.  At no point from the   
   beginning until very nearly the end did it ever enter the dreamer's mind that   
   she had passed on in    
   real life (IRL) but we'll get to that shortly (I hope.  This was a seriously   
   realistic dream, clarity 9 for sure!)  At any rate, the dreamer was in the   
   front passenger (right) seat as if Cynthia were giving him (me) a lift home   
   (not entirely clear as to    
   WHY she was giving him this ride.  What happened previously that required the   
   lift?  While that was a *tiny* part of the start of the dream, it readily   
   evaporated, even right after I awoke to the point of awareness of having had   
   the dream.)  There was    
   some mild conversation between the dreamer and the driver, however, there came   
   a point where she drove PAST the left turn onto Scottland Drive (she was   
   driving east on Greenland, towards the right turn onto Lillard Lane, to get to   
   Riley where she lived    
   for some years IRL) and the dreamer became somewhat alarmed that she missed   
   the turn, or even bothered to stop to let him walk the short distance north   
   ("down") Scottland to reach "home."  In fact, the dreamer was becoming upset   
   to the point that,    
   realizing attacking the driver was a poor option, he began seriously   
   considering simply bailing out the right of the vehicle *at speed!* of around   
   30 MPH.  However, being the "smart thinker" that he felt himself to be, he   
   waited until she began the right    
   turn (where the angular velocity slowed *considerably!* down to around 5 MPH)   
   whereupon he opened the right door and bailed onto the side of the road, which   
   has historically been a bit rural, more like a ditch than a street curb, but   
   still, the dreamer *   
   felt* the effect of inertia involved in ditching out of the car and rolling   
   upon the ground.  And no, this didn't "end" the dream.  The dreamer got up and   
   somehow found himself in a yard with young boys having something to do with a   
   bird's nest, as if    
   they were doing a "show and tell" regarding what they'd found in a tree.    
   There was some point dealing with obtaining a cellphone, and the discussion of   
   how the dreamer came to be in that location (somewhere closer to Cynthia's   
   home than to Scottland    
   Drive) along with a call to emergency services / 9-1-1 / the police.  There   
   are some very tiny dream elements regarding accidentally *texting* 9-1-1,   
   although that was *likely* based upon a thumb-fumble from real life late   
   yesterday evening while    
   clearing out the call log of my simple-feature cellphone.  The dream, however,   
   picks up with a plain-clothes deputy (possibly a detective?) from the   
   Rutherford County Sheriff's Department who showed up and began kindly asking   
   questions of the dreamer    
   regarding what brought upon the call for assistance.  There was a quick view   
   of grass & dirt stains on the dreamer's tan jacket's right elbow, where the   
   dreamer had landed after exiting the vehicle.  There was some discussion as to   
   whether or not charges    
   were actually being sought by the dreamer, when the discussion began to focus   
   upon the other participant of the event, my [late] sister.  It was at this   
   time the dreamer began to focus upon the fact that Cynthia was dead, which   
   suddenly made the entire    
   situation make ZERO sense within the dream itself, whereupon I (the dreamer)   
   instantly awoke.   
      
   14:25 PM 1/10/2021 Dad on a tractor   
      
   Somewhat unsure as to where this fits in relative to the preceding dream, but   
   I suspect it occurred LATER in the evening, possibly in the early morning   
   hours:   
   The dreamer observed my [late] father seated up on a tractor, the kind of John   
   Deere type machine used on farms for plowing as well as other purposes, except   
   this machine was a light TAN (near khaki) in color, slightly lighter than   
   "medium," rather than    
   traditional John Deere Green.  The location appeared almost as if   
   super-imposed over the intersection of John Rice Blvd. and Franklin Road (Hwy   
   96W.)  The tractor was aimed in a southerly direction, but on the northern   
   side of that intersection.  There    
   was some small amount of pride felt that Dad used the tractor to "mow" (or   
   "bush hog") county property held by the dreamer.  However, ***IRL*** that   
   never occurred, even though there WAS some bushhogging of my property (IRL) on   
   Asbury Lane IRL back in    
   the 1990s, except that was performed by a guy named "Alvin" who used his small   
   (nearly antique) red tractor (I *believe* it was a Farmall) in order to do the   
   job.  Even then, his cost was VERY low, maybe only around $15.oo.  I wanted to   
   pay him $30, but    
   he seemed to only want $15.  Although the snippet / view was brief, it was of   
   a brighter clarity, around 8-ish.   
      
   14:35 PM 1/10/2021 Tablet (10" length?)   
      
   The dreamer is involved in physically browsing through stuff on a table,   
   possibly at an electronics department, and digs out a particular tablet, as if   
   it had to be partially unwrapped / cleared of wrapping material in order to   
   try out / test / use.     
   There was another person in this dream, possibly a blond fellow of about age   
   20-ish, who seemed interested in the dreamer's interest in the device.  The   
   dreamer was mentioning something about his own personal tablet (presumably "at   
   home") with a (   
   longitudinal) screen size of "10 inches."  There was some kind of oldies song   
   being searched on the device in the dream, which the other guy recognized,   
   possibly from a musical.  The name / nature / tune has evaporated, but it   
   seemed a bit like a Rogers &   
    Hammerstein type piece, *not quite* like South Pacific, but rather similar.    
   Clarity 8-ish.   
      
   14:40 PM 1/10/2021 Image / scene / vision of light being shut by layer of   
   darkness   
      
   There was a kind of vision of a scene having to deal with a rectangular object   
   being lowered into an area whereupon it was covered over with darkness.    
   Clarity 3, maybe 4 at best.  My first semi-conscious thought of this after it   
   occurred was that it was    
   frighteningly resembling the process of burial of my elderly mother, as if I   
   were observing the death / burial process, and how that basically represents a   
   form of light being "covered over" in "real life."  It seriously brings to   
   mind thoughts of "the    
   resurrection," in that the light didn't actually "go out" as much as it was   
   simply "covered over" / obfuscated / obscured by darkness.   
      
      
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