From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   You know you're getting old when you have to take a pause in order to   
   correctly type out the date (using YYYY-MM-DD format.)   
      
   There were 3 basic scenes laid out last night / this morning (between around   
   1:30 AM and 10 AM?)—   
      
   "The Mover" was about this one scene were a male human was moving at a   
   near-running speed *through waist-deep water!*  The pool was an indoor,   
   in-ground type pool, perhaps smaller than one a high school would have,   
   *possibly* the size a physical therapy    
   institution might use— the dreamer did not seem to get a FULL perspective   
   view of the size of the pool.  The guy was moving SO FAST as to be practically   
   faster than an Olympic speed swimmer!   
      
   The dreamer *swept in* as if for an after-event interview.  (Sometimes I have   
   the impression that "the dreamer" may be in simple, Spirit / Astral form, and   
   thus able to move "at the speed of mind.")  The question being asked was, "HOW   
   did / do you move    
   that fast?"   
      
   To which the speed-mover replied:  "[I" or possibly "You] make sure one leg is   
   coming down {before or while} the other is coming up"— to which the dreamer   
   semi-repeated in a manner of understanding, "Think it before you do it" (or   
   something similar to    
   that.  I've had this little motto for *decades* of "Think it, See it, DO it!"    
   Jesus basically teaches that "reality conforms to thought," but using   
   different words, such as in biblehub.com/matthew/9-29.htm “According to your   
   faith let it be done to    
   you")— but the dream pretty much ended after the speed-mover's reply and the   
   dreamer's musing.  Clarity 9.   
      
   "The Shaker" opens with the dreamer and another, *possibly* a friend from my   
   younger days IRL (nickname: "Miguel") *as if* he and I were both at that age,   
   like 4th grade, around 9 or 10, and the action starts "on the ground" as if in   
   a wide open mechanic'   
   s shop.  Not the kind with a lift jack, but the wider-open type for working on   
   the occasional larger-sized truck (semi-cab, bus, etc.)   
      
   Some type of activity was going on around the floor area, and the dreamer and   
   friend were almost immediately up on a high wall, as if there were no roof   
   attachment or ceiling above the wall, in a sitting/viewing position of   
   whatever was going on down at    
   floor level.  There seemed to be some kind of large tire (the kind with a   
   4'–6' diameter) ricocheting about (like a pinball) and *I think* there may   
   have been an adult (30–40 year-old?) moving about so as to keep busy and   
   avoid the wheel.  IF this    
   were a speed-fast-forward view of the mechanic's work-life, it would make   
   sense:  a mechanic typically only deals with ONE wheel (or tire) at a time   
   (sure, there's the occasional perk where two wheels or tires may be pushed   
   along the ground at the same    
   time, but those times are far and few between by comparison) while the   
   position of a mechanic IN a shop such as this is anywhere *except* in the   
   exact same space as the tire(s.)   
      
   The dreamer was telling the friend about the time he ("I," IRL, in my past)   
   watched a burly mechanic BEAT a tire off a rim (it was a rental car I'd been   
   using at the time to deliver pizzas) as he didn't have a tire-changing machine   
   in his shop, but    
   instead simply used a type of hard-rubber sledge hammer to do the job.  One   
   literally has to SEE it to believe it!  Dream ended, clarity 9 but possibly a   
   view as if watching a time-stream from the past.   
      
   "The Shy One" was *actually* a lengthy Gina-scene!  The dreamer had been   
   talking to her (can't exactly recall about what) when she went away, as if   
   into another room (VERY similar to the NE corner bedroom of my parents' house   
   on Scottland Drive) and when    
   the dreamer went to look for her, what was heard was the unmistakable (likely   
   cellophane) sound of chocolate candies being unwrapped.  As the dreamer   
   looked, it appeared there was some type of bed / window curtain structure   
   which opened (much like a book    
   set upright rather than laid flat) which had a type of soft light within, and   
   Gina was there, as if hiding with her back to the dreamer, possibly nibbling   
   upon some secret stash of chocolates.  The dreamer had some type of amused   
   empathy for her, and she    
   turned to face the dreamer, as if nude, and the dreamer licked her chest   
   upwards from around the solar plexus / sternum when the dream ended.  Clairty   
   "!"   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)