From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   7:52 AM — Had a “religious-battle” type dream early this morning:    
   Imagine an area such as a town in an arid-type terrain (not lush, green,   
   coastal, or anything like that, but did not have the appearance of *pure*   
   desert) and let’s just call that    
   area “Plum” (it likely had a more Hebrew-sounding name, but it’s just   
   being used here as a variable / placeholder name.)  There was some type of   
   order (imperative, mandate, decree, call to war) to go to “Plum” and do   
   battle.   
      
   The consequence of the battle was possibly “other than” a “clear   
   victory,” but rather a clearer “consequence”— that “Plum” created   
   a “boundary point” sort of like a line that clearly outlined (outlines, in   
   the sense within the dream)   
    the area of “light,” sort of like the border between “good” and   
   “evil,” as if no evil were capable of crossing the line, because   
   “Plum” was all light, which dispels darkness.   
      
   Also, my son Landon turned 15 earlier this month.  ❤️   
      
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