From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   I can only suspect that the constant (yet subtle) pressure on my right   
   (inner?) ear is affecting my dream world, so to speak.  It's as if I just get   
   on a conference call with maybe one to three people, and the discussion gets a   
   bit stretched out, not    
   unlike egg-yolk fibers.   
      
   At any rate, one of the *finer* dreams I've had in *some* time involved a   
   setting similar to somewhere in either Washington, Oregon, or possibly   
   Colorado— it had an alpine feel to it in a 60°–70° (barely a breeze!)   
   setting, with the focus aimed    
   upward to just above head level, to within, say, 20'.   
      
   The action involved 3 objects:  one, a type of "base," was about the size and   
   shape of 4 large playing cards aligned together, such as this: [][][][] but it   
   was a solid base.  It was also of a fairly light, sky-colored material, so   
   that if one were not    
   actually looking for it, it might be "hard to see."  It was also laid out   
   "flat" in the sky, as if a runway or landing spot for a drone or some such.    
   It seemed to have a fixed location, yet nothing apparently "fixing" it *into*   
   location.   
      
   The second object was of a v-shape construction, same color and material, yet   
   *perhaps* the same size or slightly larger than the base.  Either way, not by   
   much.  It was "hovering" about as if to make a landing upon the base, which it   
   did, whereupon the *   
   third* hover-object (larger than the one that just landed, much like a male to   
   a female) aligned and came to rest gently upon the 2nd object.   
   There was a brief moment of "cheers" at the successful landing, at which point   
   the dreamer was put "directly in mind of / with" that of Richard Bach.  First   
   off, R.B. was not "seen" or "dialogued" with in any way, but just the idea of   
   possibly being in a    
   shared dream scene with him was honor enough in and of itself.  It's   
   definitely been awhile since I've left a dream scene feeling "blessed" beyond   
   normal.  Clarity "11", special occasion.   
      
   In another dream, there seemed to be an ongoing analogy of how words shape   
   outcomes, such that a rather Middle English / draconian type program involved   
   a male essence imposing itself against a lesser, materialistic essence. Not as   
   an exact example, but    
   as a similar analogy, a male human dominating a female gorilla (or ape) so as   
   to "breed downward", whereas in another paragraph, the male essence was   
   directing "love" upward toward a different medium of some kind (perhaps art?)   
   which gave a feeling of    
   providing a "lifting" direction, rather than a "punching down" type of   
   fascism.  Clarity 7?   
      
   In yet another dream, the dreamer was attending the "tuning" of a grand   
   piano:  The wires were strung out in long-running lines, and someone in the   
   dream was commenting about how he should have done [X] rather than [Y] so as   
   to avoid reduction of the    
   quality of the tone, such as if a wire had been laid upon a felt bridge that   
   had not been cleaned.  Regardless, it was a tad too technical for the dreamer   
   to determine, however, it was surprising to see 3 people seated at the   
   keyboard: Barak Obama down    
   at the left (bass) keys, a female (*possibly* Michelle / Michael, but that was   
   unclear) and a third person (possibly the dreamer?) seated at the right (high   
   notes) of the keyboard.   
   Barak was using a type of mallet to strike the wires and thus produce the   
   tones, which although were soothing, were not necessarily meaningful.  Clarity   
   7, but I did enjoy hearing music being struck from the wires :-)   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)