From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   The first dream sequence was a bit long, and rather than risk loosing too much   
   of it to "evaporation," I actually made an audio recording on my stupid phone   
   so as to aid the journaling of the events.   
      
   Later, I had something that could be described as a "'guided journey" of sorts   
   on a visit (allegorically) to hell itself, or at least some aspect of it (on   
   some plane of perception, so to speak.)   
      
   So while the "Possum Tactics" dream was 9 to 10, the "Visit in Hell" section   
   (which *may well* have been some form of "astral / out of body" experience)   
   was at time 11 (definitely of some type of "spiritual" / "reality-based"   
   experience.)   
      
   Possum Tactics:   
      
   The dreamer was as a POW, working like in a shop area, akin to the   
   Reeves-Rogers school gymnasium, possibly organizing things? possibly with a   
   reward system in place where workers could take as many burgers in   
   burger-sized boxes (out on a counter) etc.     
   Some one took a few, while the dreamer passed on them.   
      
   The dreamer was in a room wherein there was a rusty, coat-hanger-type wire   
   (with a loop at the bottom end, but it's broken) such that it still  protrudes   
   as a pair of (stiff) wires, perhaps for weather reporting so that the area   
   might be bombed by the [   
   allied forces.]   
      
   There's another segment where the dreamer is walking around (perhaps as if   
   patrolling) the outside of the building (again, much like RR school, like out   
   on the eastern side / playground area) where there are two German Shepherds:    
   One of the dogs comes    
   toward the dreamer, but the dreamer uses / *feels* something like animal   
   friendship to greet the dog, and there's no problem.  A few yards away from   
   that is a second German Shepherd, but on a chain or leash, and the dreamer   
   approaches that dog with right    
   hand outstretched, palm down, and it's as if the dog's jaws are too small,   
   such that it cannot get a bite, and sort of yaps upon the back of the hand (if   
   you've ever addressed a defensive Yorkie or such, you may get what I mean   
   here) but the dog    
   eventually gives up and the dreamer befriends the second dog as well.   
      
   Next, the dreamer walks around the building (like the north/NW corner) and   
   there are numbers and/or letters up on the side as if they were for   
   date-of-construction or area-marking or something.  The numbers / letters were   
   steady, yet no "meaning" was    
   derived from them that could be understood within the dream.   
      
   There's yet another segment wherein the dreamer is as if leading other   
   captives toward freedom.  For some reason, the dreamer ends up on the floor,   
   looking up at the ceiling, perhaps "playing dead" from an area attack of some   
   kind.  The ceiling has at    
   its top a box-like structure, similar to a hexagonal honeycomb, yet square,   
   and as if with cardboard *something* stuffed in each one.   
      
   There begins a noise, similar to "boom-boompity-boom-boom boom boom boom" or   
   such, and a few guards come out because of the noise, and a guard-type comes   
   over to the dreamer (who's "playing possum") and the guard is verbally   
   suggesting prodding or doing    
   something to the dreamer's body just to make sure it's dead.  Nothing horrid,   
   but there was at one moment a point prodded (a bit duller than a ball-point   
   pen) yet there was no pain whatsoever.  (The dreamer's eyes were basically,   
   lightly shut during this    
   process.)   
      
   The dreamer's body is "taken out" as if to put on a (flatbed) truck or   
   something, as if to take out to dump or dispose of in some manner, and the   
   view appears to be similar to heading up US-41 N (toward Smyrna, from   
   Murfreesboro, viewing to the east.)   
      
   This transport goes past a female who has something of a gasp reaction like:   
   "Oh!  is dead!"  I think this is where this segment comes in,   
   where I accidentally "skipped" while doing the recording, yet remembered right   
   after, involving a view    
   of a (somewhat young, early 20s?) female with medium light-brown hair up in   
   these HUGE two curlers (one on each side of her head.)   
      
   There's a scene then when the guard is about to squat upon or in some manner   
   "attack or offend" the body of the dreamer, at which the dreamer has sensed   
   the two of them to be alone, so the dreamer "leaps" into action and (I think)   
   uses the legs to wrap    
   around and take down the other.  The dreamer neutralizes the guard as if   
   holding down various parts of the body *along with* something like placing an   
   arm across the neck / throat of the other.   
      
   It comes to a point where the dreamer has the other's head in a twist (held   
   tight at the other's neck, of course) and *IN ALL PREVIOUS DREAMS* to this   
   one, the dreamer never has quite had the follow-through to snap / break the   
   other's neck, *but in this    
   dream,* the dreamer was holding tension upon the other's head / neck-twist,   
   and feeling a moment of empathy, but there was this type of understanding,   
   that in order to be free, the dreamer HAD to snap the other's neck, otherwise,   
   the other would take the    
   initiative to kill the dreamer, so the dreamer continued twisting the other's   
   neck *until* it snapped / went limp, at which point, that dream ended.   
      
   During the process of having this dream, there was an occasional (electronic)   
   "beep" (or "boop") and the dreamer was concerned that one of the guards may   
   have heard it, but apparently it was ignored.  Meanwhile, AFTER waking, I   
   discovered that there had    
   been an AMBER alert on my cell phone, and in order to clear it, I had to   
   reboot the phone.   
      
   Will post the "Visit in Hell" dream separately.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)