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   sandydollar2015@gmail.com to dick...@gmail.com   
   Re: 2021-04-12 Monday:   
   14 Apr 21 07:25:11   
   
   On Monday, April 12, 2021 at 9:20:24 AM UTC-6, dick...@gmail.com wrote:   
   > 9:57 AM 4/12/2021    
   >    
   > A dream or two from Sunday morning of 4/11:    
   >    
   > Had a dream of spiders. Not terribly horrible, but in something of a   
   conflicting ("contrasting!") narrative:    
   >    
   > There was this one ugly dude (possibly a dudette) (after all, it was an ugly   
   arachnid with multiple eyes on its forehead) and the almost overwhelming urge   
   of the dreamer's perspective was to *squash* that bug dead. Seriously, it was   
   just one huge urge    
   to take a shoe or something and flatten it forever.    
   >    
   > However:    
   >    
   > There was this *other* (dare I say, "Gina-like"?) narrative, much like an   
   inner "sense" that, in some cases in my past, I've been known to take measures   
   to simply ensure that a bug inside the house gets safely relocated *outside*   
   the house, rather than    
   squishing it flatter'n'a pancake.    
   > So this "contrasting" narrative was practically "guilt-tripping me" just by   
   its pure contrast: not to kill that which was clearly horrid, even alien in a   
   way, but to "relocate it" to a safe(r) environment / location. The dreamer had   
   just consented to    
   this form of "fear not / judge not / resist not" / "live and let live" when   
   the dream ended. Likely a pure 7 clarity, but the *sense* of the realism, such   
   as the urge to squash that buggar on sight, was VERY "real," as was the   
   "higher sense" of the call    
   to preserve life in all forms.    
   >    
   > In a later dream from that same night / day (morning of 4/11) the dreamer,   
   feeling rather male-ish, had the occasion to "lift" a blonde-Gina female from   
   somewhere either directly ahead or possibly to the left, in a clockwise   
   (rightward) spin and set    
   her upon a seat (or possibly a low fence-wall edge of sufficient width upon   
   which to sit comfortably) *on the _right._* Now whether this was due to any   
   left-right Biblical references (such as biblehub.com/ecclesiastes/10-2.htm A   
   wise man’s heart    
   inclines to the right, but the heart of a fool to the left) or political (the   
   right being pro-America, and today's "left" being pro-DEATH to America)   
   (tinyurl.com/DNC2020logo) is unclear. However, what was ***very*** "real"   
   within the dream was the *   
   embrace* of the dreamer with the blonde-Gina character. I (the dreamer)   
   actually FELT the conveyance of a gravitational body. Side-note: later   
   yesterday IRL, albeit by means of an online action, I had the occasion to   
   compliment a blonde female    
   acquaintance via an internet forum (where she would likely encounter the   
   interaction in her own time reference) and as such would consider her as being   
   "on the groom's side" if there were to actually ever be a wedding between Gina   
   and myself. (And yes, I'   
   m still looking forward to there actually being one!)    
   >    
   > Meanwhile, I feel the need for a nap.    
   > 10:18 AM 4/12/2021   
   ***********************************************************************   
   Hello Dick,   
        You don't say how big the spider was in size?  Did you get the feeling it   
   was watching you or were your thoughts on killing it?    I'm not much on   
   killing things because they have a right to live too.   
                                                   Sandy$   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)   

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