From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   Biden's puppy farm?   
   The dreamer was AT the White House, as if following in a group of young kids   
   and possibly adults who were there possibly for a (young) kid's birthday   
   party.  Joe and Jill were both there, along with some secret service guys, but   
   the main action involved    
   Joe handing out two puppies to the dreamer— a black one and a lighter   
   off-white (golden?) one, named "Oscar" (or "Oskar") (which MAY have been the   
   consequence of watching last night's episode of "Ghosts"— "Thorapy."  See:   
   imdb.com/title/tt18266380 )    
   although the name of the black one escaped my attention almost as soon as it   
   was mentioned.  These puppies looked like golden retriever puppies, which are   
   about the overall cutest ever, although a *black* retriever puppy may be   
   mistaken for a Labrador    
   puppy.  Only IRL, the Labrador is a thinner bone structure and sleeker coat,   
   for sure.   
      
   At any rate, the dreamer was holding "Blackie" in the crook of the left arm,   
   while Oskar went missing almost directly.  The dreamer had somehow left the   
   main room wherein the party was going on, and had to figure a way *back* to   
   "see Joe" in order to    
   seek help in finding the missing puppy, something that *should* be rather easy   
   with a team of secret service guys and security staff at that particular place!   
      
   During the dreamer's meandering through the White House, a darker hallway that   
   sloped downward was entered, and sirens began going off along with dots of   
   light beams with perhaps a 1" diameter, 2π" circumference, bobbling around as   
   if on mounted,    
   randomized search gimbals. To say it was borderline confusing was an   
   understatement, but the dreamer figured such was likely best a place to NOT   
   get caught searching for a missing puppy, and turned around to seek elsewhere   
   on the grounds.   
      
   The dreamer is on the lawn outside a tall wall of stone, as if a road   
   construction crew had dynamite-blasted away around 10'-12' in order to create   
   a man-made cliff, with the White House structure on the higher ground.    
   Somehow the dreamer ends up back    
   at the party, telling Joe about the missing dog (whereupon Joe remembers the   
   dog's name, "Oskar") and (I think) Jill returns Oskar to the dreamer, placing   
   Oskar in the crook of the dreamer's right arm.   
      
   Now the dreamer has to figure out how to exit this place and get the puppies   
   to a settled, home environment.  The dreamer was really wanting a pair of   
   leashes so as to walk the pups prior to putting them inside a car.  Dream   
   ended, clarity 9.  The bit    
   where the alarms went off in the hallway was actually near-exciting,   
   approaching clarity 9+.   
      
   Funny thing is, during the dream, the "waking life" gross incompetence /   
   outright destructive nature of Sleep Joe's actions in office were completely   
   missing from the dream-environment.  Joe was simply a guy, an image almost,   
   who was conducting a party    
   for kids and handing out puppies.  I find that VERY curious.  If ANYTHING,   
   he's part & parcel with "The End of the Age," as one may see for oneself at:    
   tinyurl.com/Q-Anti-Christ-Revealed —   
      
   Cop on the beat:   
   The dreamer was in a dark (night scene?  questionable!) city area, possibly   
   Chicago or some other DNC stranglehold, walking along with a beat cop (one who   
   patrols the streets.)  While there *may* have been some ongoing discussion   
   regarding the occasional    
   discovery of contraband (this was practically like a "ride along" only more   
   like a "walk along") when the cop and the dreamer approach the corner of a   
   building that has a (household type) rain gutter coming down the side, that   
   elbows outward at the    
   bottom (toward the street) and the dreamer is somehow aware that there is a   
   small folding knife secreted away in the downspout of that gutter.   
      
   The moment the dreamer's mind remembers the knife is there, the cop somehow   
   spots it, practically eagle-eyed, or like cat-vision in the dark, and   
   retrieves the knife from the downspout.  The knife is crusty-rusty, as if the   
   rain and dirt had concreted    
   around it for some years, and the dreamer seems content to avoid mentioning to   
   the cop any possible complicity in the knife having been placed there   
   originally.  Clarity 9-, 8-, as the darkness of the scene could be symbolic of   
   "dark times" or possibly "   
   night time."   
      
   Marshy clothes:   
   In a day scene (thankfully!) in a field *very similar to* the one behind   
   Reeves-Rogers School (north of the rear of the structures) there appear to be   
   some crates and/or boxes and/or bags and/or piles of stuff, mainly clothing   
   for kids of age 5-10, as    
   one item that was recognized was that of a pair of (girls?) bluejeans.   
      
   While the field was "marshy" (damp, wet, soggy ground) and the condition of   
   the clothes was highly questionable (how could they NOT be moldy? or varmint   
   chewed?) the dreamer felt it *possible* that IF some homeless family were to   
   happen across them, they    
   *might* be of some value to them.  Regardless, the dreamer felt as if nothing   
   about them had any value *relative* to the dreamer.  I mean, sure, one COULD   
   rescue the stuff, clean it up, and donate it to charity or Goodwill, or even   
   possibly have a yard-   
   sale, but all in all, the stuff seemed more on the level of those to whom it   
   might actually be of interest in some way.  Clarity 9, as the marshy quality   
   of the ground evoked a strong memory of how that field USED to be at times,   
   prior to its having been    
   graded for better drainage (IRL.)   
      
   Visitor's camp?   
   Although there was a bit more to the start of this dream, it pretty much   
   evaporated, but the in the middle, the dreamer was given a small, round, white   
   object in the shape of perhaps a third of a stack of quarters, that seemed   
   plastic/electronic in    
   nature, and as the dreamer was walking around a type of parking lot /   
   courtyard, it seemed appropriate to "squash" the object (top and bottom   
   squished together) which made it warm for a brief instant, then a light came   
   on around 20–40 yards away off to    
   the left, which appeared to be as a type of wall-mounted room lamp, which   
   illuminated an area of a bed (and possibly a desk or bureau) which was at the   
   far right end of a row of similar bed & bureau sets, not unlike a barracks or   
   orphanage or rooming    
   house of the early 1900s.  The dreamer had the impression that the lit lamp   
   coincided with the squshed object, indicating that such was the dreamer's   
   bed.  Dream ended, clarity 8+.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)