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   Richard Silk to All   
   2021-02-09 Tuesday:   
   09 Feb 21 08:42:33   
   
   From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   9:24 AM 2/9/2021   
      
   Marauding Monsters / Back-to-Back Defense:   
      
   This bit was not "horrifying" but perhaps *mildly* urgent in nature, as in an   
   attempt to avoid a rush of events.  It may well be a political analogy, as I   
   had a somewhat related dream at some point prior to the 2020 Presidential   
   election wherein *   
   absolutely NOTHING* made any relational sense to anything else.  In that   
   dream, ever grain of meaning was diced as if into a blender, and for all   
   intents and purposes, everything was pure chaos.  This dream from last night   
   was similar, in that the people    
   within the dream were moving around like mindless zombies, only not at a   
   mummy's pace, but rather as if they were purpose-driven.  The process seemed   
   to be something like one person (creature) was likely to be something akin to   
   a team captain (or "mob    
   leader") and if such a leader were to encounter an individual, the result   
   would be something akin to that (formerly reasonable / rational) person   
   getting diced up into pieces, yet left as if still in corporeal form, as if   
   the person's "meat puzzle" had    
   been simply poured back into that person's shape / form.  The number of people   
   being thus turned into mush-for-brains were increasing.  There was a scene   
   which I can only place as being near the end of this segment, because it   
   doesn't seem to logically    
   fit anywhere else, wherein the dreamer was back-to-back with another   
   individual, practically like a mirror-image of the dreamer, with their arms   
   locked behind unto each other, so as to keep them as back-to-back as possible,   
   yet IF one of the two were to    
   need an arm free for self-defense, it would seem possible (their arms were not   
   inextricably locked.)  Overall clarity was 8+, although I've allowed for a   
   good bit of evaporation this morning as I had SO MANY dreams with so much   
   detail that it seemed    
   necessary to let *some* of that content evaporate.   
      
   Train Tracks / Two Routes:   
      
   This dream segment involved two train tracks, basically about 15—20 yards   
   apart (maybe 30?) possibly due to their going around opposite sides of a   
   swamp-like area of ground (again, possible political overtones.)  On the "far"   
   (left) side (the travel    
   seemed to be from left-to-right, or possibly S to slightly NW in direction for   
   the left tracks, and S to straight ahead for the right tracks) there appeared   
   to be a flat bed (or two or three) containing what looked like people with a   
   feel as if they were    
   a rebel band out to attack wherever their destination led them.  On the right   
   there was a strangely shaped car which bulged in the center, like a stick of   
   butter that was fat in the middle, with an exterior which suggested a circus /   
   carnival atmosphere.    
    Simply observing these two cars seemed to be the gist of the dream, when   
   ended while pondering the contents of the bulging car on the right   
   (northbound) tracks.  Clarity 8+.   
      
   Air Cranes? / Spilt Milk :-)   
      
   By far the most unusual of the night (?) were the two crane-like structures   
   (long, metal frameworks, similar to cranes used in building construction) that   
   were floating up in the sky over Reeves-Rogers School.  The dreamer was   
   situated as if in the field    
   just north of the buildings, at around where 2nd base is located in that field   
   (IRL.)  These two cranes seemed to have been tasked with a similar purpose,   
   however, it was as if they'd somehow drifted too close to each other in the   
   sky, and as a result    
   were slowly twirling about each other (not at all unlike two black holes   
   orbiting into each other, forming a larger black hole / singularity.)  As each   
   of these cranes in the sky had larger base cabs (where a crane operator would   
   operate the crane IRL)    
   even still, they were not "upright" in the sky, but "horizontal," as if they'd   
   been laid flat then levitated to around 50'–75' or so in the sky (enough to   
   give them about a 30°–40° elevation above the viewer's perspective, which   
   was facing south.)     
   They were rotating about each other horizontally (crane tips pointed left /   
   east, with cabs to the right / west) as if Jack and Jill were "rolling down   
   the hill" together, but back-to-back as in that previous dream where the two   
   characters had their arms    
   / elbows interlocked behind them.  The dreamer watched them roll (in place) in   
   the sky with some fascination, wondering how they were levitating / rotating   
   up there in the air, and why they'd not come crashing down to Earth, but   
   noticing (at that point)    
   that they *were* getting closer to the ground.  And when they "landed" (nearly   
   "crashed", but without any explosion) out from the area which they landed came   
   livestock, like black bulls highlighted in light.  And despite all the wild   
   symbolism, it had an    
   overall clarity of 8-ish.  The cattle were headed straight for the dreamer   
   when the dream ended.  A *possible* interpretation might be that the cranes   
   represented the construction industry (which is rather irate with Biden these   
   days for cancelling the    
   XL pipeline) and the cattle could represent either the stock market OR the   
   livestock market (tough to say, but I have a stronger impression that it was   
   stock market related.)   
      
   10:37 AM 2/9/2021   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)   

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