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|    Richard Silk to All    |
|    2021/12/20 Monday    |
|    20 Dec 21 07:09:54    |
      From: dicksilk@gmail.com              8:11 12/20/2021              Some "unusual" stuff (as usual):       "I" (the dreamer) was walking along with some other folk akin to some of my       high school classmates. Only from the conscious waking perspective, I can       tell you that one of them was a *somewhat* close friend, Alan McG, who I       discovered earlier this month        had passed away (sometime previously.) It's *POSSIBLE* that I'd learned of       this some time back, but the news may not have "registered properly" in my       semi-addled brain. "Reality" aside, I was walking along with him and two or       three others, when I felt        it would be simply easier to *float* / glide beside them. This makes about       the 2nd or 3rd recent "floating" dream, and it's getting about as common (or       more common) than "walking" in a dream. Alan seemed somewhat impressed at       this floating bit, but I        do not recall any actual comments, although *something* was said about it.       Clarity 8.              There was another scene with a similar "feel" to it, but with a        business/legal" type attitude rather than a friendly walk. Although this       *may* have been spawned by having watched "BULL" on DVR last night, there's no       "feel" as if connected. There was        this one guy who seemed *kind* of like a prosecutor but *may* have simply been       an attorney. There was something *written* on a document that looked as if       someone had been trying to hand write over a passage so as to bolden its       appearance, but was on the        borderline of merely making it sloppy. And while the dreamer could read it in       the dream, it evaporated moments after waking. Also clarity 8.              In another "scene"/"vision," the dreamer saw a two-level air filter (like the       one in the hall closet that takes up the lower half of the closet space) with       one air filter above the lower, creating something akin to a 28"x56" coverage       area (numbers ROUGH        rather than even close to approximate!) The thing about it was the upper vent       was *caked* with dust. The dreamer had this desire to get a vacuum hose and       simply clean the dust. The lower vent appeared relatively clean by       comparison, which struck the        dreamer as curious, as they should've been *close* to the same level of use /       cleanliness / dirt. Quite possibly clarity 7.              In another "symbolic" type dream, there was a LINE of people (maybe a dozen or       more) all wearing white outfits (possibly saints? possibly white blood       cells?) all going into a tunnel, practically single file. The camera       perspective was as if halfway        alongside the exterior of the tunnel/tube, looking forward, but to the *rear*       / entrance of the tube, thus, the "other end" of the tunnel was behind the       camera perspective's left. "I" (the dreamer) may have said something to one       of them, but that        conversation has evaporated, along with some curious detail regarding       something being held by someone. The view pulled back to see the "exit" side       of the tube/tunnel, only to see a view of something akin to a heating/AC duct,       and there was some effort        to "adjust" an end of the tube for the purpose of making it a tad more       "rounded" rather than forming an "edged over" at one point. Imagine a circle       o with a dot around the 5:30 position, then trying to massage that dot so that       rather than overlap, it's        a perfectly mated edge. Then there was *another* view of the end of a tube,       only this one looked like someone had "crushed/crimped" part of the end.        Imagine something like a metalic version of a garden hose, something like a       copper tube used in the        manufacturing of a heat pump, where the end is NOT open / perfectly round /       unobstructed. I keep getting this "idea" in my head that it's akin to the       damaged end of the blood vessel in my brain that caused the stroke back in       August of 2013. It would be        "interesting" to say the least if it could be "dream repaired" leading to a       "miraculous healing" in real life, but that's just a thought at this point.              This one dream near the point of waking involved the dreamer sitting as if in       a discussion panel, as if at a set of tables set up for a meeting, making some       type of binary gender specific comment, at which another member of the group       (appearing female)        made a reference of correction, as if the dreamer had said something to       "offend" a transgender individual sitting on the edge of the discussion. The       dreamer "turned" the view to the left rear, and sure enough, there was this       individual sitting along the        side of the room, not actually "at the table" yet still listening to the       discussion. The dreamer got a bit stern in stating that, while there are ONLY       TWO genders in a binary system, it behooves no one to cater to the confusion       of the confused. Sorry I        can't "consciously" recall exactly what was said in the dream, but that's a       pretty close approximation, and apparently the intensity of the dreamer's       position was enough to end the dream / caused me to awaken. Clarity 8.        NOTE: Looking into the face /        eyes of that confused individual was interesting. There was no "light of       reason" within the entity that felt coherent enough to reasonably engage in       the conversation.              9:08 12/20/2021              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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