From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   I know, this belongs in a "10–14" posting of its own, but it seems a waste   
   to create a *single* post for a 5-day span, so....   
      
   ​•Last night was Thursday night/Friday morning, conked out on the "TV   
   couch" after a rather "active" day (compared to the usual routine.)   
   •The night *before* last night was Wednesday night, Thursday morning, and   
   •the night before that was Tuesday night, Wednesday morning, which I'm   
   mentioning simply because I was remiss in posting the dreams of those *past*   
   two time periods.   
      
   Now it's reached the point that I'm uncertain as to precisely which dream took   
   place when, but what follows was sometime during those skipped journal entries:   
      
   •The mechanics of motion:  While there was a *bit* more to this, by this   
   point, all I can recall are some of the "major points" / main action of the   
   dreams, such as when the dreamer was at some type of structure, whereby   
   downward motion of perhaps a *   
   few* stories (floors, in building terms) was achieved easily by lightly   
   holding onto two parallel pipes that ran down the side of a building   
   (structure) wall, roughly 4"–6" apart, each with perhaps a 2" diameter.  The   
   speed of the drop was roughly    
   consistent with the pull of gravity, except that only a light touch was needed   
   to maintain contact with the pipes, and the thought of using the feet to grip   
   more tightly seemed doable yet unnecessary, as there was little sense in   
   simply stopping halfway    
   down the side of a wall.   
      
   Along the downward path there were a few places (at least one, seemingly two,   
   possibly at regular intervals) where these parallel pipes had fittings, which   
   brought the idea of "knuckles" to the mind of the dreamer.  So imagine you   
   have two pipe sections    
   laid out in a line, such as:   
   == ==   
   then joined together:   
   ====   
   then fitted with a knuckle so as to prevent leakage:   
   ==≡==   
   now make them parallel:   
   ==≡==   
   ==≡==   
   now turn them upright by 90°:   
   | |   
   then you've got the idea of how these two parallel pipes were running "down   
   the length of the building."   
      
   The dreamer nears the bottom and releases from the pipes so as to drop   
   directly to the ground, yet keeps on moving in a direction directly away from   
   the wall.   
      
   Orientation:  if the wall were, say, to the north, and ran west-to-east   
   (left-to-right) then the dreamer would've been heading basically south after   
   dropping to the ground.   
      
   Upon heading south, it seems as if the dreamer went "to the right" (which in   
   the orientation set up, would be roughly southwest, such as in the direction   
   between Murfreesboro and Pulaski, TN) and looked up to see some type of track   
   system up overhead,    
   similar to railroad tracks, yet much narrower, like barely 1' apart, if that   
   much, and some type of bicycle that ran upon those tracks, with someone *a bit   
   like Gina* sensed as riding upon that bicycle-like object.   
      
   The funny thing about the "bike" is that it had a pair of levers (like   
   paddles) extending downward, below the tracks, so that the dreamer simply   
   jumped up and started pumping the levers in a back & forth motion, thus   
   propelling the bike forwards along    
   the tracks overhead for a short distance.   
      
   I have the feeling the dreamer let go of the paddles, thus the dream ended,   
   although it may have been that the dream simply ended.  Clarity 7, as this   
   *may* have been something of an astral analogy of past events throughout the   
   course of my life.   
      
   In another dream, the dreamer was in a home, yet while going through that home   
   (that felt familiar, known) the dreamer came to a type of *wide* opening,   
   leading into a rather wide, open area that for some reason had a few feelings   
   associated with it, *   
   similar* to:  [Wow, look at all this new and unusual territory!  How is it I   
   was unaware of all this being here?  This seems familiar, like I may have been   
   here / seen this once long ago in my distant youth.]   
      
   Just because it's rather difficult for me to translate large area in a dream   
   into specific lengths in writing, let's just say the room was 100'x100', with   
   a ceiling that was unobserved, yet seemed perhaps at around 10' high, or   
   thereabouts.   
      
   The lighting was "not too bright" yet "not too dark," as details were visible,   
   yet unremarkable.  The dreamer *did* notice an area of the far wall that   
   looked a bit like it was designed as a window area, sort of like a closet with   
   an opening space of    
   around 4'–6' wide, perhaps 3'-5' in depth, yet where one would normally   
   expect to see glass, there was instead a dark, shuttered-looking area, as if   
   wooden in appearance.  I remember the dreamer thinking, "A glass window would   
   be nice right there—"    
   although I have no direct memory of what that room was for or about.  Clarity   
   7+ / 8- due to the general lack of direct lighting.   
      
   This last dream is perhaps the more perplexing of the set:  A female   
   approaches the dreamer, as if in a slight panic, *definitely* concerned, in   
   the realm of "worried."  Her outfit is like that of a reddish-orange jump   
   suit, similar to that worn by    
   prisoners, a tad "boxy" rather than "shaped to fit," yet for whatever reason,   
   the idea of "escaped prisoner" did NOT come to mind, rather that the   
   orangish-reddish outfit was certainly *of note.*  Her hair seemed   
   light-to-medium brown in contrast, and    
   she was of proportional weight.   
      
   She said something akin to:  "{Some guy} was attacking me and I killed him,"   
   (there was the sense of a dead male body somewhere in the background, although   
   there was no examination of the body) "and the police are gonna arrest me /   
   what do I do?"   
      
   The dreamer spoke to her, saying: "Just tell the cops what you told me: that   
   you were being attacked and killed him in self-defense.  You'll be alright."    
   (And while that is *very close* to the actual words, there may have been   
   *some* slight variation in    
   phrasing, but that is *essentially correct*.)   
      
   The woman went on her way, the dreamer on his, and the dream ended, clarity   
   8+/9-.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)