From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   I've been having a bit of a slight "lack of focus" / lack of discipline in   
   getting dreams / visions / events journaled in a precise manner this past   
   week.  And while I *suspect* my elderly mother's recent appearance of general   
   weakness may have been a    
   factor, it is no excuse.  Besides, she's "doing better" of late (👠  
   ).   
      
   Earlier this week, I experienced a small "sequence" of events which, looked at   
   as a cross-sectional view, may be considered unimpressive, yet if taken as a   
   longitudinal (time-span) event, may "connect the dots" of a decades-long   
   series of events.   
      
   Earlier this week, likely on Sunday night / Monday morning, there was a flying   
   event dream that seemed to travel a *good* distance at a *significant* rate of   
   speed.  Two elements of that dream experience involve just that:  time and   
   distance.   
      
   Then came another "moment" that occurred (the "illuminated pin-finger" event)   
   while simply resting upon a couch (the longer one along the northern wall of   
   the living room, where several "astral bridge" type experiences have occurred   
   over the years.)   
      
   What bothers me is that it was so fast and brief an image that I thought to   
   myself, "Perhaps I should just see what happens for the next day or so, to see   
   if anything correlates."  (I *should* have posted (on the "illuminated   
   pin-finger" event) first,    
   then correlated later, after all, that's the *primary reason* for my   
   journaling dreams, to see if any chronological correlation occurs that may be   
   analyzed / reviewed pattern-wise to see if anything can "make sense of" the   
   cause & effect relationship    
   between dreams and the "real (waking) world.")   
      
   So what happened (the "illuminated pin-finger" event) *likely* occurred Monday   
   morning, as there would likely have not been enough time on Sunday for this to   
   have happened.  Also, Mom was having a "strength day" of sorts and actually   
   attended church *   
   with* me, in person, so the likelihood is the illuminated pin-finger event   
   occurred on Monday morning of March 20th, the Vernal Equinox (Spring "even   
   day.")   
      
   What happened:   
   I'd "gotten up for the day" (meaning out of bed) and likely let the dog out,   
   as oftentimes I lay on the couch and rest/review/pray/meditate until she comes   
   back.  (I've always enjoyed a moment of rest between having to get up to go to   
   school, for    
   instance, and getting ready, meaning breakfast, walk-or-bus, etc.)   
      
   The mind was basically in "free-wheeling" mode, meaning I was not consciously   
   focusing on anything in particular, when I "saw" this item that appeared much   
   like a nail (or "pin") of light, possibly a finger, as it had a slightly   
   crooked base, with the "   
   right floor" ASCII character coming closest in appearance:   
   Â»âŒ‹Â«   
   (only rather than an absolute, 90° right angle, it was *bent,* just as if   
   someone had pressed a pin directly to the left, into the dark, then bent the   
   pin directly upwards, providing a specific "bend" at the base of the pin,   
   *rather than* a loping curve)   
    *and* the figure I'm using (»⌋«) is *very nearly correct* in proportional   
   length, heighth, size, except that the pin in the vision moment was a shade   
   thicker, which is difficult to approximate in a low-tech-text platform such as   
   alt.dreams— heck,    
   we can't even attach *files,* let alone do drawings, but the ⌋ character is   
   certainly close enough that there's no need to go to the trouble of making a   
   BMP (image type) file and posting it along with a link.  Just imagine slightly   
   thicker, and "bent"    
   at the elbow, rather than "curved," although a "bended curve" may be   
   appropriate, but I digress....   
      
   So I "see" this "finger of light" and then *ffwip!* it's like something *very*   
   faint (yet also "white") in appearance (that's more "felt" than "seen"!)   
   slipped / slips off toward the right (as if the light finger may have been one   
   or two degrees to the    
   right rather than *directly* due north.  Curiously enough, as I sit here at   
   this laptop, facing ~25° east (to the right, ±5°) of due north (0°N) the   
   *assumed* position of Gina (in Mississauga, Toronto, Canada) would be at   
   around ~33.77° at ~642.7485    
   miles, meaning "just a shade to the right" of where I sit, facing the laptop,   
   or the direction in which my head is pointed as I sleep in bed, however, my   
   head on the couch is at 90° to the right of that position.    
      
   Murfreesboro, TN, USA = 35.846111, -86.391945 .   
   Ontario, Canada: 50.000, -85.000.   
   Mississauga, TOR, CAN: 43.5789, -79.6583,   
   from the 'Boro to the 'Sauga = 642.7485 mi, 33.77°   
      
   OK, too much analysis on bearings and distance, however, this all likely deals   
   with an event (from "real life") back on Thursday evening, 10/15/1981, in the   
   Corlew 7th floor dorm room of Miss Gina Leigh White:  When first I laid down   
   beside her, roughly "   
   in her arms," at a moment of rest, I felt a "return snap" of sorts, as if   
   *decades* of tension had simply "released" into the moment—  It *felt* like   
   a relatively massive length of (elastic) rope had suddenly "released" from a   
   future point (as if from    
   a location above my then-present position) *into* (as if absorbed by) my   
   then-present self.   
      
   What I'm trying to say (poorly?) is that it feels *as if* there had   
   been/was/is some type of "astral time bridge" between point A (my being in   
   Gina's arms in October 1981) and point B (my resting on the couch in March   
   2023.)  I've written about the event    
   that occurred in 1981 in some detail in the book I've been editing, "Thy   
   Kingdom Come"—   
   (a *rough* version is at tinyurl.com/TKC-freeview)   
   â€”but the #1 *observation* at that time (in Gina's arms) was the *unique*   
   sense of PEACE that absolutely left me "mindless" for a brief period of a few   
   seconds (perhaps as much as a half a minute!)  The word "overwhelming" fails   
   to apply, because it was    
   anything *but*—  *Peace* is simply that:  Peace.  An *absolute lack of*   
   /any/ disturbance of /any/ kind.   
      
   And so, whatever minor dreams may have been describable (before starting on   
   this journal entry) have since returned to dreamland / evaporated.  If I   
   recall anything, I may post it.  But that upright light-pin-finger-release   
   surely took precedence in my    
   thoughts this morning, hence, this write-up / entry.   
      
   What I can describe regarding the release sensation (from this week) however,   
   is that it was as if a *part* of myself that *had been* as like a rubber band   
   had *slipped off* of my existence.   
      
   To put it in theological terms, whatever "sin" may have been "pulling at my   
   soul" has been forgiven.   
      
      
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