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|    Richard Silk to All    |
|    2021-08-29 Sunday    |
|    29 Aug 21 11:38:59    |
      From: dicksilk@gmail.com              12:53 CDT: Two dreams of interest, one of a trial, and another of a father &       toddler son.              The trial involved the dreamer as an attorney for what I suspect was the       litigant (I'm not a lawyer, so I'll try to write this as best I can from a       layman's perspective.) The dreamer-perspective had the feeling of being an       attorney representing a client        was suing a defendant, possibly a business / corporation (someone with deep       pockets) and ALSO had the feeling *as if* the attorney/dreamer was       *personally* suing the defendant, although there seemed to be clients involved       on the dreamer's side.              Not much is cognizant of the defense, as it seemed nearly shrouded in       darkness. There was the feeling that this was an easy, slam-dunk case in       which the defense had ZERO chance of winning.              There was a sprinkling of cash about on the floor, somewhat behind the       dreamer, including at least one "roll" of cash (like you see in TV or movie       clips, where a roll / wad of cash is wrapped up in a rubber band) and the       attorney scooped it up and made        the defense an offer, one might say was "ludicrous," but was made       nonetheless: "If you want to settle this claim right now for the money I'm       holding, [we'll all just walk away right now, case closed.]"               The defense clearly did not understand the offer, as they had possibly NOT       been the source of the cash scooped up off the floor, or for whatever reason,       thought they could WIN their side of the case. So there were three scenes       going on at the same time:         1) the dreamer making the offer, holding a handful of cash, 2) the darkened       defense refusing the offer, and 3) what appeared to be either clients of the       dreamer OR some random gallery of silent monks, all waving their hands out in       front of them as if to        mime, "NO! NO!" [Don't even CONSIDER making such an offer!] Please note,       that until this moment, this gallery of "silent monks" had made ZERO       appearance in the dream. Were they the filers of the claim? Maybe. Could       this have been a class-action        suit against the Holy Roman Catholic Church for imposing celibacy upon its       priests in the early half of the 12th century? (around 1120-something and in       1130-something.) Possible, but not immediately obvious / cognizant within the       dream. The only thing        for sure is, the silent monks (a group of at least a half-dozen to maybe       untold numbers of men having taking a vow of silence) did NOT want this matter       to be "settled."              Still, the defense rejected the offer, and the dreamer simply put the cash       into his pockets, saying, "OK, then there is no settlement." (The rest is as       accurately as I can recall, but:) ["I just wanted to present the point that       either one serves God or        mammon, and wanted to get the mammon aspect out of the way."]              Someone observed, "[—But you put the cash in your pockets / kept the       cash—]" as if to ask, "Why then did you keep the money?"              The dreamer / attorney clearly replied, "Waste not want not" as the dream       ended. In other words, [They left it / they didn't want it / didn't claim       it.] (A form of "finders keepers.") The money that had been found just       laying around on the floor had        no one claiming possession of it. It was literally "free for the taking" with       zero strings attached, which is what made the offer for a settlement so       perfect: The money was a free token to get out of the lawsuit, but the       defendants *rejected* the offer.        In a waking consciousness analogy, the Papacy "rejects" the FREE teaching of       Jesus (and requires fealty to a Pope, rather than to JESUS.) This dream       seemed to have an overall clarity of 8+ / 9-, although the defense was clearly       a dark mass of        nothingness.              The second dream, much shorter, involved the dreamer as a father (and "I" felt       very much like I did in my younger years) and his coming into the presence of       his son, who was only around 2' tall at the time, maybe around 3 to 4 years of       age, and a slight        bit heavy (plump, well-fed.) The feeling was that of freedom, happiness, joy,       the brightness that occurs when a father "regains" his son, as if the mother's       legal custody (which had been keeping them apart) had been removed.              I've mentioned in the past on several occasions here in this forum, that it is       often difficult to tell "Charles" (my first-born son from Helen) apart from       "Logan" (my first-born son from Joyce) both in physical photos (although I CAN       usually tell the        difference with a bit of study) as well as in dreams (where the difference is       *practically* non-existent.) In this dream, the young boy was never       identified, and may not have been either Charles OR Logan, although he did not       seem like "Landon", who is        younger brother to Logan (in real life.)              The father picked up the son (from the son's front, the two "facing" each       other) under the arms and hoisted him up to give him a hug. The WEIGHT of the       child was *fully* experienced within the dream. Not that the child was       overtly heavy, but rather        that, in dreams, weight is rarely "felt" as a lifted mass. However, I seem to       recall the father making some kind of fatherly remark along the lines of, "My,       you've gotten heavy!" as in "You're getting to be a big boy!" which was       followed by a wondering        of "What shall we do today?" although that did not appear to be spoken aloud.        Instead, one of the parenting standard questions came to mind, and the       dreamer-father asked the son, "Do you need to go potty?" at which there was a       moment of pondering /        contemplation, as the son did a kind of self-reflection to see how he would       answer that question. In computer lingo, it would be a "self-diagnostics       check." The dream ENDED before he made a verbal reply, or even an indication       of the answer! The "       heaviness" felt while lifting / hugging the child gave this a very high       clarity rating (9+) although the overall clarity was more around a darkened       8. (It was NOT a "bright, sunny day" in the dream.)              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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