From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   So while I had at least one other dream last night that I'm comfortable with   
   "letting go," there was this one snip that occurred between my first waking up   
   and that in-between time prior to my getting out of bed later for the typical   
   "start of daily    
   activity."   
      
   The snippet was in a kind of dark background, with a white fragment of a   
   thought.  That fragment was "fed" to the darkness, which "consumed" it.  This   
   was akin to a split second in time, if one were to try to put a clock on the   
   duration, yet still it    
   managed to "enter my mind" as "something to ponder."   
      
   From there, I began pondering what it means to "feed" anything, to anything.    
   This, of course, brought to mind "the Last Supper" between Jesus and His   
   disciples during the Passover feast in the Garden of Gethsemane.  Christians   
   the world over, some    
   Catholic, some Protestant, do this sometimes once per week, known as "Holy   
   Communion."   
      
   In my mind, it was cogitating as something like:  "Some thought feeds   
   thought," which came down to "thought feeds," which came down to "Love   
   feeds."  I found that thought rather "fulfilling" :-)   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)