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   Richard Silk to All   
   2021-03-01 Monday: (1/2)   
   01 Mar 21 13:20:56   
   
   From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   14:12 PM 3/1/2021   
   Snake chase / chop off tip of head:   
   Dreamt there was a venomous snake, and the dreamer was in "pursuit" of the   
   snake, but not by using two feet:  by using left and right elbows upon the   
   ground.  It was the dreamer's intention to kill the venomous snake, but during   
   the pursuit, the snake    
   turned into something resembling a very long, narrow, silver fork (possibly   
   like something used for spearing pickles?) but then transitioned into   
   something rather colorful (in the light blue / white / possible other light   
   colors / shades) where the    
   colors were in either rings or bands (areas of width greater than a rubber   
   band) and yet at one point, the snake seemed to be getting away, but the   
   dreamer increased resolve to "get" that snake.  Sure enough, the dreamer   
   "caught" the snake (more like an    
   animate tube-balloon at this point) just behind what would be the "head" of   
   the snake, except the "head" had a "neck" which then bent over the dreamer's   
   first (left) finger.  This caused a touch of concern for the dreamer, not   
   having the snake's head "   
   immobilized," and made effort to get a better grip using the dreamer's right   
   first finger, except the finger came "too close" to the head (which was only   
   about ΒΌ" diameter) and the head "touched" (almost "kissed") the right finger,   
   which the dreamer    
   retracted such that IF a venomous bite had been made, the finger did not   
   "linger" in that victim-like position, but by pinching the "snake" with a   
   "better grip" on the "snake's" head (on the "neck," just behind the "head")   
   the dreamer then had the snake'   
   s head "immobilized" and, at this point, IN REAL LIFE I would most likely have   
   tossed the snake "across the creek" or "across the road" (into the neighbor's   
   yard) (which I've done on occasion, IRL, not knowing for certain whether a   
   snake was venomous or    
   non-venomous) but unfortunately, the dreamer simply used something akin to an   
   X-ACTO knife blade and neatly "sliced" the *tip* of the "head" off the body of   
   the snake.  Now at this point, the head "particle" simply rolled away and was   
   gone.  The dreamer    
   was a tad saddened at having done this, wanting to have taken a closer look at   
   the "head", but as it was "gone," the dreamer seemed left with a   
   soon-to-be-dead snake.  This really did sadden the dreamer.  The "snake" still   
   managed to flick out its tongue    
   a few times.  It was very narrow, a dead-shade of blue (sort of like with a   
   gray shade to it) AND it WAS "forked"!  Snakes (IRL) have forked tongues to   
   aid them in "sniffing" the air molecules for "scent."  But as I said, the   
   dreamer, saddened at what    
   had occurred, sort of "curled up with" the tube-snake, which curled up as   
   well, as if "in the bosom of" the dreamer, and the dream ended.  All very much   
   clarity 7 due to the entirely "symbolic" nature of it all, however, I can't   
   help but wonder if this    
   somehow has something to do with God's original promise / covenant with   
   Abraham, regarding circumcision.  Either way, the point where the dreamer was   
   "chasing" the snake using only elbows, seemed as if the dreamer *were* the   
   snake, or "a" snake, until    
   such point as human fingers were used to "hold" the snake.   
      
   Flight upward to balcony:   
   While there was a bit of clarity during the dream itself, there's not much   
   left at this point to write about, *other than* the feeling that the dreamer   
   was in some kind of structure not unlike one of those *large* shopping malls   
   where there may be (main)    
   hallways leading out into a wide-open concourse.  Such was the case in this   
   dream:  the dreamer exited this one area that seemed like a (wide) hallway   
   and, almost immediately within the open concourse, "flew" up to a higher (2nd   
   floor?) level balcony,    
   where the entire scene was seen below, only the dreamer began wondering why no   
   one else ever seemed to "fly," and why [his] flying never seemed to draw the   
   attention of (or "impress") anyone else within the dream.  At this point the   
   dream ended, and so    
   any "details" that may have been in the concourse / shopping mall evaporated   
   (and seemingly made little impression at the time of the dream anyways.)   
      
   Deal regarding Wal*Mart / OTHER than Wal*Mart:   
   This was rather brief (I could recall nothing of it even right after the dream   
   itself) where there was some kind of agreement being reached, whereby a   
   particular item or concept for sale was to be the exclusive right of person A   
   *only* within the Wal*   
   Mart system, whereas person B would have exclusive rights to all OTHER places   
   OUTSIDE of Wal*Mart.  Whether this was any part of the flight to the balcony   
   dream or not is unknown.   
      
   NOTE:  the "farting chicken" dream from the previous post was LIKELY in regard   
   to the fact that later in the day (yesterday) I went to Kroger and bought a   
   (cold) chicken (8 piece) suitable for microwaving / eating.  I *suspect* that   
   "farting chicken"    
   entered something like an abattoir (processing plant) and was "reduced" in   
   size to the edible 8 pieces, which I bought in the store.   
      
   Trip to Dr. B's house:   
      
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