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   Richard Silk to All   
   2022/10/11 Tuesday: Playing with the Che   
   11 Oct 22 08:06:59   
   
   From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   Playing with the Cherubim?   
      
   The dreamer had gone into a classroom on a second floor (possibly 3rd?   
   *definitely* above the ground floor) and was seated near the back right on the   
   back row (there were at least 2, maybe 3 rows ahead of where the dreamer   
   sat.)  There was at least one    
   other seat to the dreamer's right, and it was occupied by Candace Owens, which   
   somewhat surprised the dreamer to see her there.   
      
   The class itself was apparently some gathering of students of night classes at   
   the school, and there was a list of names being called out (apparently in last   
   name alphabetical order) of those whose classes had been reassigned (likely   
   for a time or date    
   change, or improper registration, class cancellation, you name it) and if the   
   person's name had been called, one was to get up and go get one's new   
   assignment.   
      
   So while "the roll was being called up yonder," so to speak, the dreamer   
   leaned over to Candace to ask what her class was in, and she showed him   
   something like a card with "Television and Broadcasting" neatly typed on it.    
   The actual text was a bit more    
   involved, but "Television" was clearly visible, almost as if the letters   
   themselves were illuminated.  The dreamer was contemplating asking her,   
   provided he'd not been reassigned, if he could possibly sit in with her and   
   "monitor" her class, as the field    
   seemed interesting, but he never actually asked her this in the dream, but   
   merely contemplated asking her about it.   
      
   At any rate, some students (people, not necessarily of a specific age, but   
   even so, the dreamer didn't feel "out of place," as my personally being 61 at   
   the time of this writing would feel slightly awkward in a room of college age   
   students) began exiting,   
    not by the door, but by a window along the wall to the right behind the   
   dreamer (where a door would normally have been in the back right of the room,   
   with respect to how the chair-desks were facing.)   
      
   Candace had gotten up to leave, even though the dreamer had not heard her name   
   being called, thus dreamer had (as well as heard) some idea that perhaps as   
   the names were being called alphabetically, if one's name were skipped, one   
   could simply leave.     
   The list of names had apparently passed beyond the dreamer's last name (mine   
   is obviously "Silk" in real life (IRL) but the dreamer was not specifically   
   listening for that specific name) and as Candace had just "left the building"   
   via that "rear window,"    
   the dreamer wanted to try to "catch up with her" to discuss the possibility of   
   "sitting in on" her course of study (Television & Broadcasting) so he went to   
   the rear window to exit as well (*facing* the wall from inside the room, this   
   would have been on    
   the far left of the wall, exiting to the courtyard outside and about 20'–40'   
   (?) below) to find that the way to the courtyard / ground floor was   
   constructed of a kind of slide, about 18" to 2½' wide, slightly bluish-gray   
   in color, *maybe* of ½"    
   thickness, with 1" side rails coming up on either side, and although it was   
   primarily a gentle curve, outward and downward to the right, there was also a   
   short left curve about half-way down that apparently dumped into thin air, as   
   if a person sliding    
   down deliberately chose to make a left turn at that point would've exited into   
   thin air, halfway between the upper room and the ground floor.   
      
   Regardless, the dreamer was hoping to catch up with Candace for a chat just to   
   see what the possibilities (if any) might involve, but there were these (two   
   or three) small children (possibly barely older than toddlers, wearing only   
   diapers?) at work *   
   dismantling* the slide as if it were made of large, perfectly interlocking   
   plastic puzzle pieces (such that the slide appeared perfectly solid,   
   otherwise) *starting from just outside the window* as if gravity were not any   
   kind of concept, and in fact,    
   the idea of gravity never even entered the dreamer's mind, just that the slide   
   was being dismantled, and the dreamer wanted to get down to the ground before   
   too much of it had been removed.   
      
   One of the "cherubim" (what else could they have been?) was taking the pieces   
   apart and handing them to the other.  (While it's unclear as to where the 3rd   
   was located, I *think* s/he/it may have been near the bottom, sort of as a   
   helper for those coming    
   off the slide, if necessary.)  Again, remember, this disassembly process was   
   taking place *outside* the wall of the upper floor window, and *without* the   
   benefit of any type of scaffolding.   
      
   The dreamer recognized that there was a small enough gap that it was possible   
   to simply maneuver over the gap and get onto the slide, and enjoyed the slide   
   down to the ground.   
      
   Upon landing, there was that childhood pleasure from sliding that prompted the   
   dreamer to say aloud (possibly to a cherubim at the ground level) "That was   
   fun!  It's been a long time since I've enjoyed a good slide!" and even started   
   back toward the    
   building, as if to get another slide in before moving on, *except* that there   
   was no door— only a solid, white wall.   
      
   This sudden development-realization (of there being no entrance back into the   
   upper room) was so unexpected that the dreamer actually stopped in place (and   
   I awoke.)  Clarity 9+/10-  (The only thing really different from "real life"   
   and the dream itself,    
   aside from the cherubim working outside the 2nd floor without scaffolding, is   
   that I awoke from the dream.)   
      
   Now this is being written in the early mid-morning, between ~9:30 AM and the   
   time of posting, so whether or not this has anything to do with what may occur   
   later in the day is as of yet unknown / has yet to come to pass.   
      
   However, IF this is an analogy-type dream (which seems *very* likely) of all   
   that has occurred in my life to date, played out as a brief 30 second dream   
   (if that much—  Maybe 10–15 seconds?) then there is a LOT of room for   
   analysis, such as the    
   concept of [as above so below] with the opportunity to *change* one's plans   
   "while above" or even on the way down, via that left turn in the slide that   
   curved directly out into mid air (which possibly indicated marriage???)   
      
   The "cherubim" could simply represent some of the choices one has made in   
   one's *early* life along the way.   
      
      
   [continued in next message]   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)   

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