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|    Richard Silk to All    |
|    2021-03-22 Monday    |
|    22 Mar 21 10:51:32    |
      From: dicksilk@gmail.com              Hope everyone had a "Happy Equinox" yesterday! :-)              11:24 AM 3/22/2021 (CST!)       The dream that took the most attention last night / this morning involved a       black female, age likely around 30, but that's just a rough guess, who seemed       intent upon coming outside of her house in order to "playfully grapple with"       the dreamer. Although        the dream *seemed* to be sexually oriented, there was no *feeling* of such       within the contact, possibly as if the dreamer were merely "dancing" with a       "lusty spirit." There was some sort of thought regarding keeping the       wrestling down below the level of        a stone fence such that people on the street would not casually look over and       watch the "grappling." Dream ended, clarity 8-ish, but the possiblity of what       the dream could've represented seems to be with respect to wrestling with "a       demon of lust of the        flesh," to put it somewhat poetically in somewhat religious terms.              This reminds me of a dream from *yesterday* morning / the night before, having       to deal with a younger (white) female (possibly in her mid teens to early       20s?) who appeared to be having difficulty making her way along some elevated       railroad tracks. These        tracks were not flush upon the ground with respect to the female, as her feet       appeared to be at "ground level" but the tracks appeared to be at about her       belly button level, and she had possible stumbled down between the ties.        There was a train coming,        and the dreamer (the camera perspective) approached the female and gave her an       embrace, so as to offer protection against the oncoming train, which       incidentally, slowed to a halt. I *suspect* the dreamer's intent was to help       her duck down below the ties,        and possibly emerge from the side, but the dream simply ended as the train       stopped. Very curious. Clarity 8+. The tracks being elevated and the train       coming to a halt nearly bring the whole scene down into a 7, but I have a       suspicion this was about        helping someone with a conflict of ideas, and many ideas being bantered around       by the false left today can simply be "halted." That which is "true" *easily*       remains true *regardless* of the appearances (that which is "false") that       appear to assail it. (       One cannot be harmed by a spear that does NOT exist.)              Back to last night / this morning, there was a short scene of my son (seemed       to be Logan, but could possibly have been Charles at a younger age) being       placed in a "time out" zone, which was as if it were *down the hall, in his       room*, but that wasn't        exactly "seen" as such, as if the walls were only ideas which could be "seen"       through. There seemed to be an adult female (who *seemed* to be Logan's       adoptive mother) who was narrating or at least telling in some way that Logan       was in timeout. The        dreamer had an idea to share with Logan, that sometimes when one is being kept       alone like this, it makes for a great time to get some personal studying done,       or even personal reflection upon one's own condition. Clarity 8-, as the       dreamer wanted to go        visit Logan, but it seemed very much as if "rules were rules" and thus simply       "sharing an idea" was the closest one could get.              As I was getting breakfast this morning, my mind was still in something akin       to "dream mode" (clearly "day-dreaming") and thoughts of how the idea of       "Richard and Gina" was like a drop of water, and even though water can be       evaporated, it *is* possible        for two molecules to reunite as a single drop of water (even two *atoms*, but       it's the principle of reuniting that is the core of the idea.) Meanwhile, as       I was getting breakfast, my mind was wandering about the lessons from       Deuteronomy, that those who        love God and keep His commandments live in lands of fertile, green pastures       and flowing streams of fresh water, whereas those who hate God live in barren       wastelands (like deserts) and how California was quickly becoming as a desert,       while in Africa,        there is a man who lives near the edge of the desert who has been spending       years (decades?) bringing excrement to the desert's edge and covering it with       sand. This draws bugs, who draw birds, who leave more excrement, in which       sparse grasses start to        grow, and (after some time) he's managed to bring trees back to the edge of       the desert, and is starting to "push back" the desert by bringing life back       into it. Now if only we can push the god-hating democrats (and god-hating       other folk) out of America..       ..              11:49 AM 3/22/2021 (CST!)              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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