From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   7:54 AM CDT! :-) 4/24/2021  Well, I figured out my clock issue:  turns out,   
   somehow / somewhere I had *unchecked* my "auto-adjust" for DST on my laptop's   
   clock setting.  Fixed it, applied it, updated the internet time, and now my F5   
   time / date function    
   in notepad.exe gives me the *correct* time and date. 7:55 AM 4/24/2021 :-)  No   
   more having to manually adjust the hour from CST to CDT. :-)   
      
   At any rate, I had some more-interesting-than-usual dreams last night (at   
   least, to me, perhaps) that seem to run along a theme having to do with my   
   "cyber-life" in the "cyber-world" although to some extent, my "real life"   
   which is spent *working* (daily    
   activity) in the cyber-world.   
      
   So:  the dreamer was approaching a building at the corner of Greenland Drive   
   and N. TN Blvd (in real life, N. TN has a newer name relevant to MTSU, but to   
   me, the portion of TN Blvd NORTH of East Main Street will *always* be N. TN.   
   Blvd.) where there    
   used to be a Phillips 66 full service gas station (from the '60s!) but now is   
   a Kwik Sak of some type.  In the dream, however, it was a "dual building," as   
   if a square unit had been divided into roughly equal rectangles (running in a   
   N-S direction) with    
   a seemingly empty, practically "glass" building in the front (western half /   
   rectangle) and a more solid-looking (currently active business) eastern half,   
   of some opaque-type of brick or other building material.  "My" (the dreamer's)   
   attention /    
   curiosity was drawn toward the "clear" / empty building, noting that it had   
   just been cleaned out as the previous renter had left (for whatever reason)   
   thus the building (western rectangular section) was available to lease.  The   
   dreamer *seemed* to have    
   committed to it in some way.  In the dream, this was "just a thought," but it   
   played *in* the dream as if it were a "done deal" and the dreamer was now   
   obliged to the terms of the lease / had to make it pay for itself / generate   
   revenue / make a living.   
      
   The dreamer was inside the middle area, in view of the front (glass) door, and   
   some female came up with something like a guitar case and *broke* the glass   
   with the butt-end of the guitar case in order to obtain entry.  The dreamer   
   was contemplating the    
   cost of repairing the door, when this gal (a bit boisterous / obnoxious— I   
   *believe* I wrote about her previously this week) started engaging the dreamer   
   as if in need of a receipt, to which the dreamer went searching about within   
   arm's length, looking    
   for some scrap paper upon which to write.   
      
   Meanwhile, there was also a point at which the dreamer had out his [my]   
   flip-phone, and had his right thumb poised over the #9 digit on the pad (which   
   when pressed would speed-dial the non-emergency police phone #.) I suspect   
   there was some bit of    
   dialogue (at least "thought" / mental communication within the dream)   
   regarding being "about to call the cops" when she started bemoaning, "Oh yes,   
   by all means, CALL the cops!" as if they were somehow magically capable of   
   solving *her* problem, which    
   had somehow presented itself by her being there as "my" problem.  Clarity 8+ /   
   9-, although I must say, the glass-like building was *very* interesting! :-)   
   — I *suspect* it is a representation of the space "Discussing Jesus" on   
   Quora > quora.com/q/   
   discussingjesus which I admin.   
      
   At any rate, the more interesting part comes when the dreamer starts to   
   contemplate HOW to get this business location to generate revenue?  What's the   
   dreamer gonna do with that space he's signed up for?  There are stacks of   
   magazines / periodicals /    
   papers (not THAT many, but enough to be a *major* source of content!) lying   
   upon a counter top, and the dreamer gets an idea regarding creation of two   
   periodicals / magazines, one named "My Opinion" and the other "Perspectives"   
   (or something like that)    
   with the idea that the structure on the left will contain something like a   
   hyperlinked table of contents to the structure on the right, basically, the   
   exposition of the item / entry / indexed link on the left.  (Something like   
   this is already underway,    
   IRL {in the cyber-world} at > tinyurl.com/IntroToTheAdvocate —)   
      
   While the dreamer was contemplating this indexed article structure, there was   
   a bit of mental "tossing" back & forth, as if idea on the left were shifting   
   mass with the idea on the right (left, right, left, right) when the dreamer   
   "saw" an image of "me"    
   looking toward camera perspective (basically, I saw an image of myself) and   
   there was a tri-tone sound, which if simply written out would be a C above   
   middle C, middle G, middle C, a descending C-G-C triad, similar to "*plink!*   
   *plank!* *plunk!*" which *   
   certainly* stood out as rather interesting, as that's about the 2nd time I've   
   had an audio cue in a dream in about a month!  The audio was what one might   
   call "clarity 10" because there's no "symbolism" other than it was sound (what   
   does that sound come    
   from / represent?  Who knows?  Sound is sound, right??)   
      
      
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