From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   In my personal life, I'm in the process of getting the paperwork and medical   
   items in order for my elderly mother (94) to move into a retirement home /   
   assisted living (level 2, on up)— and all this has been moving like   
   *clockwork* (well, more like a "   
   perfect landing," which reminds me of that dream I posted a week or so ago,   
   regarding simply "flying" (without any aid) and executing a perfect,   
   counter-clockwise arc, like from 100' altitude at 12 Noon, 0° North, down to   
   around 50' altitude at 9 o'   
   clock, 270° due west, to landing upright, perfectly, at 0' altitude, facing   
   90° due east (if I remember the dream correctly, although I'm a tad uncertain   
   as to *precisely* which direction I was facing upon landing.))   
      
   Today is the day when she gets (along with a shower and change of clothes) an   
   assessment from the facility itself, as well as a visit to her *new* doctor   
   (and all the paperwork that *that* will involve.)   
      
   So last night, *likely* no dreams *until* shortly before waking (around dawn)   
   wherein the dreamer was *as if* at a public event, similar to a baseball game,   
   although the surrounding area and people were *way* less pronounced, as "in   
   the background."  (It    
   could've been anywhere involving an open field, for example, with some public   
   witnesses, etc.)   
      
   Then the air simply "incinerated," turned to fire, as the view turned from   
   "clear view" to (red? to) yellow to white almost instantly, and that was the   
   end of the dream.  Clarity: apocalyptic?  (Not to panic, however, as my   
   elderly mother has opted for    
   cremation, and that *may* have simply been her "last dream" as "the dreamer."    
   (I'm suddenly very sad.)  Oh well, Life (and the rest of the day's events)   
   beckons.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)