From: Richard.Silk@Juno.Com   
      
   (Written 7/15, posting a day late)   
   Had some *interesting* dreams this morning, so I'll just start with the   
   *important* one:   
   I ("the dreamer") was sitting on Gina's *right* side, having a pleasant,   
   wonderfully charming chat.  It was more the sensation than any of the words,   
   and   
   I ("the dreamer") felt *rather sad* that the time was *so brief* and all I   
   ("the   
   dreamer") wanted to do was to return to chat some more with her.  Just being   
   "in   
   her presence" is magical.  Clarity from 7 to 9+, as it was *possibly* a "recap"   
   of a better time spent with her in 1981.   
      
   Another (lesser?) dream involved the dreamer walking around an area that *had   
   the feel* of a "graveyard of historical events" so to speak:  Instead of a   
   green   
   lawn, it had a *blue* surface, similar to that of a type of soft, nearly   
   leathery surface, perhaps not too far from that of a track meet surface (but   
   those are typically red, even though they feel like running on soft cork.)   
      
   The dreamer was as if "moving past" the grave markers, a *few* of them were   
   *notable* as they had some type of ornamentation that rose higher than ground   
   level, up to a foot or more, whereas the rest of the surface locations were all   
   flat, in-plane (ground) markers.   
      
   One of them seemed to be that of John F. Kennedy, although that was passed   
   early   
   in the dream sequence (as he was assassinated early in my youth, like around   
   age   
   3) and there were *only a few* other markers.  (I think one may have been for   
   Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.) At any rate, the dream ended without any fanfare,   
   but I *suspect* it may have been somehow (certainly!) a product of all the   
   coverage of the assassination attempt on Trump's life last Saturday in   
   Pennsylvania.  Clarity likely symbolic 7.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)