From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   There were a number of *slightly* macabre dreams.  While there was a lack of   
   emotional (guttural) response felt by the narrative mind of the dreamer, there   
   was, on the other hand, some visual items that may cause more visceral   
   reactions in others.  I    
   suppose it's purely a matter of personal taste, but:   
      
   The Body at the Office (followed by the Trick-or-Treaters)   
   The Amoral Idiot? (and the gal who ended him)   
   The Tarantula (on a web?) (and the bats)   
   Normal (?) dream:  The Password (and what it meant)   
      
   So in "The Body at the Office", the dreamer somehow becomes aware of /   
   discovers a body in an upstairs office.  While there's very little (if any)   
   sense of "guilt" regarding the body, still, the dreamer *is* aware that   
   regardless of who calls in the    
   notification, the dreamer will be *likely* be considered as a *likely*   
   suspect, signs of a fearful conscience rather than a guilty one.   
      
   For whatever reason, the dreamer seemingly goes on to some other activity,   
   with the idea of eventually notifying the police at a later point in time (but   
   more like simply "later in the day.")   
      
   Yet to the dreamer's "trepidation" (tremulous agitation, first time I can   
   recall ever having felt led to use that word, so I had to look it up to   
   confirm its usage accuracy) a female (such as either a spouse, girlfriend, or   
   office mate) went out front to    
   call in a group of kids who'd been passing along on the sidewalk, who seemed   
   much like trick-or-treaters.   
      
   Either way, the dreamer was upstairs (in a room *other* than where the body   
   lay) as if looking for a urinal.   
      
   This particular sequence is infrequent yet still a common theme within dreams   
   (well, I'm male, so I can really only speak from my own perspective /   
   experience, but): sometimes the search is for a well-defined men's room (like   
   with rows of urinals or    
   toilets along a wall) but sometimes (as in this dream) the dreamer is looking   
   for *any* suitable receptacle (such as a drain hole of some sort) that will   
   suffice as a place in which to "drain a kidney," so to speak.  (Again, a   
   familiar dream concept, yet    
   occurring maybe only once a year or decade, if that much.)   
      
   The dreamer had *just found* something similar to a hole in plastic wrap of   
   some sort, as if that would suffice as a "make-do" type of location, when the   
   kids start coming up the stairway, so the dreamer backs up into a kind of   
   hole, not unlike how a    
   moray eel slithers back into a crevice, yet without the eel's hungry element.    
   It seems as if the dreamer's main objective is simply to hide from the kids.    
   In fact, the dreamer is *between mixed emotions,* that being disturbed   
   (internally) over *being*    
   disturbed (externally) just before taking a leak, along with [["How *could*   
   she have done something like that?"] / ["WHAT was she *thinking?!?"*]] with   
   respect to the female inviting kids upstairs while there's a body in another   
   room, along *with* the    
   genuine joy of providing trick-or-treaters with either a trick or a treat, so   
   when the first kid comes up, maybe around 4 years old, the dreamer simply uses   
   both hands to give the kid a full rib-tickler (about 5 quick moments of the   
   "gitchy-gitchy-goo"    
   action) as the child laughs and giggles in response, and the kid turns away   
   (clockwise) and returns to the other kids.   
      
   At that particular moment, the dream ended, and I have no idea what this was   
   all about or how the "upstairs body" got there, or how the situation was   
   resolved.  One can only imagine that the kids left the building in search of   
   other candy-rich targets.     
   Clarity 8+/9-, despite all the unresolved elements.   
      
   In "The Amoral Idiot? (and the gal who ended him)" there's a scene of 3   
   people:  Female (about 40? slightly heavyset, slightly upstage left) the   
   amoralist, just left of center) and a guy (seated slightly slightly downstage   
   right) who gets immediately    
   shot dead (by the amoralist) who I *think* fired with his left arm   
   outstretched towards the victim.  The shot was nearly immediate, with no rhyme   
   nor reason given leading up to it.  The amoralist simply shot the victim.   
      
   The gal seated to the amoralist's right (slightly upstage left) asks the idiot   
   something nearly as inane, such as "Did you just shoot that guy?" or possibly   
   "WHY did you just shoot that guy?" (or possibly both.  Sometimes, a "feel" of   
   more than a few    
   discrete thoughts may come across as *one* thought in a dream.)   
      
   The idiot gives some kind of non-defensive reply, such as something *akin to*   
   [he was a waste of space] (or air, etc.) or [he was offensive just sitting   
   there.]  The point being, the idiot gave *no* defensible reason    
   justification) for having murdered    
   another person.   
      
   The gal with whom the idiot had been answering took a gun in her right hand,   
   aimed it at her right ear (as her left ear was towards the idiot, such that he   
   could not see what was happening on the right side of the gal's head) and   
   pulled the trigger.  The    
   shot not only went *through* the gal's head, but also then *into* the head of   
   the idiot to her left.   
      
   Believe it or not, there was some type of discussion that took place with the   
   gal, as if the fact that she'd just blown her own body away was irrelevant to   
   the moment.   
      
   The narrative mind of the dreamer asked something *like* "Why did you just do   
   that?" and her response was *something* like, "the world is better off without   
   someone like that," as if taking herself out to accomplish the act was simply   
   the cost of the    
   clean-up.   
      
   I *think* there was some type of comment from the idiot as well, something   
   *like*: "You *could* have just warned me...."  Clarity 9-.  The lighting was   
   as if dusk, or possibly in a darkened bar or lounge.   
      
   The Tarantula (on a web?) (and the bats):   
   The dreamer was in an area, not unlike the large, open, interior space such as   
   Wal*Mart, however, all of the floor space was open, whereas the walls may have   
   been lined with content.  The view of where there would normally be a high   
   ceiling was *dark*    
   overhead, as well as *not-well-lit* at *all* "on the floor," either.   
      
   However, the dreamer was aware of having walked beneath something overhead:    
   if the reader considers oneself to be the camera perspective of the view,   
   located due south, facing due north, the dreamer was walking *towards* the   
   camera perspective, as if    
   from 15° East of due north, as if heading 15° west of due south.   
      
      
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