From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   A dream from the night *before* last involved some type of forward motion   
   across a field, as if the dreamer were headed into an oncoming battlefront /   
   onslaught, only the dreamer was of the opinion that the oncoming forces were   
   for some reason unable to    
   physically offend the dreamer, and the dreamer went forward into what felt a   
   tad bit like a dust storm, and kept going a moment longer before the dream   
   ended.  Clarity 8.   
      
   I skipped posting dreams yesterday because there's a lot of stuff to catch up   
   on "IRL" so I thought I'd just do my dreams from last night *first* this   
   morning (after sleeping in late due to the holiday) following breakfast:   
      
   The dreamer was in something very much like a space shuttle, one of the   
   retired models from the Challenger / Atlantis / Discovery era.  Only this one   
   wasn't orbiting a planet:  this one was traveling a linear path through space.   
      
   In the dream, it was situated *just ahead of* a "small" boulder (asteroid)   
   that was in size akin to a human sitting in a bean bag chair:  it was wide   
   enough to have a radius greater than the width of the rear engines of the   
   shuttle.  This is important    
   because of what was to occur next:   
      
   The captain (? pilot?) of the shuttle mentioned firing engines (thrusters?)   
   against the boulder behind the engines so as to give the space craft a touch   
   of added "thrust" / inertia, largely because the boulder provided something   
   for the engines to thrust    
   *against.*   
      
   In space-based physics, it's a shade unclear as to whether that would actually   
   make any difference, as the actual thrust / motion relationship between the   
   engines and the craft would typically have nothing to do with a boulder apart   
   from the craft, apart    
   from the engines, free floating (or traveling) through space.  Otherwise,   
   clarity 9+.   
      
   However, it does kinda tend to "make sense" sorta like how a fart pushes   
   against anything sitting in the colon....   
      
   There was a peculiar dream involving a house kitten, that had the feeling of   
   "familiarity" as if the dreamer was fond of and knew the kitten.  There was a   
   closet that was opened up, as the kitten had been waiting (patiently?  more   
   like *expectedly* or    
   possibly "anxiously") on the floor outside of the closet.   
      
   The dreamer (who wasn't "seen," as this was *totally* first-person   
   perspective) opened the closet, and the kitten went inside to a slightly   
   squshed-up litterbox.  The kitten began doing the scratching motions to dig   
   and shift around the litter, and the    
   dreamer was clearly thinking that litter box very likely needed taken out and   
   cleaned (dumped out) / the edges straightened, etc., but the dream ended, I   
   can only *presume* the kitten was "doing its duty in the sand" so to speak.    
   Clarity 9-.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)