From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   The dreamer is as if in perhaps the lower bed of a bunk bed.  All I can say   
   for *certain* is that it was in a bed-like setting, nearer the floor than in a   
   higher position.   
      
   There's some amount of rather tasty, tempting lunch meats (sliced deli   
   selection, possibly of more than one type of meat, but in layers, much like   
   the many layers of a *perfectly* fluffy biscuit.)  This stack of sliced meats   
   is *perfect* for a typical    
   young male, say, of teen age or collegiate years.  It's a bit much for an   
   older person, and *way* more than a mouthful for a petite or older woman.   
      
   The dreamer is lying upon (his?/the) left side, with the right arm side up, as   
   if to create a small type of shield with (his?/the) body, as if to "hide" the   
   stack of meats that happen to rest *directly adjacent* to the mattress, *as   
   if* on a night stand,    
   yet directly ahead of the solar plexus of the dreamer's body.   
      
   That is to say, if it were a mouse trap, anything touching the meats could   
   easily get clobbered (with the free right arm / hand.)   
      
   However, there's a "sense" that these meats are available for whomever is   
   hungry, as if the dreamer [himself] has no immediate hunger and is willing to   
   share, although perhaps reluctantly, as if in the sense that if no one takes   
   up the offer, those meats    
   will make for a filling yet also tasty snack later.   
      
   Well, there's some type of motion, which is a tad difficult to describe, other   
   than the image appeared very much like the dreamer's dog (who looked   
   remarkably identical to my dog in real life as of the time of this writing)   
   stuck her snout up (from a    
   relative position of about 4 o'clock, if the horizon of the mattress were from   
   9 to 3) — (if one were to align the mattress as from 12 to 6, as the dreamer   
   *was* in a horizontal position, the snout appeared from around the 7 o'clock   
   position) and    
   snatched a relatively proportional bite sized amount out of the stack of   
   meats, then disappeared (retreated) and the dreamer chuckled something along   
   the lines of:  "Well, I did say {they were | it was} available {for | to}   
   whomever wanted any."  (   
   Clarity 8+, as the meats were perhaps the clearest element of the dream,   
   although that dog snout was rather clear, yet *quick*.)   
      
   This next one is a bit similar in that it appears to be in a bed-related   
   scene, only this time, more like a sleeper dorm room, the kind where there may   
   be 10 to 20 beds, perhaps like army barracks.  Only it was full of (standing)   
   females (no beds were    
   actually visible, other than perhaps the one the dreamer was upon) and there   
   were *many* of them, so ages could've been anywhere from teen-aged through   
   *early* 20s.  Could it have been a harem?  Possibly, but it felt more like a   
   dorm room, with no    
   restriction on access, so a prison or military setting would not apply.  It   
   seemed more like just a room full of younger females (past puberty, ~likely~   
   around 18 or so) possibly gathered together to a common sleeping area,   
   possibly for the sense of    
   general security.   
      
   Now here's the interesting (?) part.  As of the time of this writing, I'm   
   about a month and 12 days away from my 62nd birthday.  I mention this because   
   sure, I've got a range of experiences to draw upon, due to my age, yet I   
   "feel" ageless, as if I'm    
   typically a teen / young adult.   
      
   I also have come to understand that, although I am ("the dreamer is") *most   
   likely* male in any given dream, such is an *assumption* or possibly   
   *presumption* although there have been a *few* dreams where gender (XY or XX)   
   has been specifically observed.    
    This was one of those dreams where it was never actually *stated,* yet the   
   action *presumes* that the dreamer in this case is male:   
      
   "I" (the dreamer) was on a bed, akin to being on the top bunk, but the   
   well-lit room was of a higher-roof situation, perhaps a barrack, yet not of   
   the average ceiling height of a mid-20th century home.  (Some of the typical   
   homes of the latter half of    
   the 20th century had/have *higher* than average ceilings.  There are also some   
   homes in the 19th and early 20th centuries that had/have higher ceilings.    
   There does get to be an issue with ceiling height and heating/cooling costs,   
   but that's "in real    
   life," whereas in this dream, there was simply no sense of any ceiling   
   limitation.)  (Come to think of it, no *specific* walls were visible, either.    
   It was simply a well-lit area, *as like* a room.)   
      
   The dreamer had just basically become aware of a sensation akin to being a   
   rooster in a hen house, that being the awareness of all the many young women   
   in the room, seemingly in jammies of various types, when a rather familiar   
   entity / person comes into    
   the room:  "Granny."   
      
   For anyone reading this who may be unaware of who "Granny" is, first off,   
   she's no direct relative of mine.  She is, however, the great-grand-mother to   
   3 of my children, via "JAT", a relationship of mine that failed, likely due to   
   transgression of the "   
   no sex before marriage" principle, and that she and I were never officially /   
   legally married, other than perhaps in a *loosely applied* "common law" sense   
   (but nothing legally binding.)   
      
   "Granny" *also* happens to be the picture you see beside the word "termagant"   
   in the dictionary.   
   (duckduckgo.com/?q=termagant)  (And that's putting it "kindly.")   
      
   At any rate, the dreamer is in a bed, possibly a top bunk, with the camera   
   view / 1st person perspective of *possibly* having a wall behind, and all   
   these females standing up, looking at the dreamer, in an array that spans from   
   the left (west) to the    
   right (east) and at all points in-between.  Also, all the females appeared   
   *similar* in size and shape to my daughter, Alyssa, who is 14 this year (as of   
   this past January) so I *suspect* this *may* be a genetically-related type   
   dream, *as if* it's a    
   dream analog of the perspective of the mind in the location of an ovary,   
   particularly in lieu of what happens next:   
      
      
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