From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   Sunday morning, before waking, I had a sort of "vision/image" being viewed of   
   a "white fog" of sorts, as a "*foreground*" with a sort of [hole in the fog]   
   revealing a darker *background* of darkness.  Mind you, the darkness was "not"   
   *opaque* as if it    
   could NOT be seen through, but simply "darkness," as if looking "into the   
   heart of darkness."  I use that phrase because the "portal" / "hole" in the   
   white-misty-foggy foreground was *perfectly* valentine-heart-shaped. ❤️.    
   Only it was a "hole" in    
   the white foreground, thus was like looking through the iris of an eye   
   (👁️) into the interior chamber of an eye (♥).   
      
   Now, for the record, I'm presently the "assisted living" of my elderly   
   mother:  I tuck her into bed at night *for* the night (although she has a   
   means of contacting me for assistance, if needed) and she always says things   
   like "I love you" and "You're a    
   blessing" and similar words of thanks and praise.  (Sorry, they do get to be a   
   bit routine.)   
      
   The point is, when I saw that "heart vision" before waking, I was mentally   
   asking: "Mom?  You need any help?"  Now as to whether or not that was an   
   appropriate interpretation / meaning *or not* is somewhat up-for-grabs.  It   
   *could* have been a "peek"    
   into some *other* concept— *any* concept (or person!)— but was certainly   
   "heart/love related."  Just because I mentally addressed it, that has *no*   
   direct indication as to whether or not I was addressing the issue *properly.*   
      
   (I remember during one of my first, *memorable* OOBEs, I asked the images   
   present within the vision, "Why don't you stink?"— thinking they were ghosts   
   of the dead or something.  WAY, *WAY* off base!)   
      
   Meanwhile, 2023/10/30 Monday:   
   Had a dream of some sort involving transportation, as if the dreamer were   
   somehow involved in something having to do with a group of people in transit   
   between locations, much like how a parent might accompany a group of band   
   students on an out-of-town    
   trip to a beach or something.  Sorry, just about all the details have since   
   evaporated, although the original dream itself was in the 8-to-9 clarity range.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)