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|    Richard Carl Silk to All    |
|    2024/07/27 Saturday: (posted Sunday)    |
|    28 Jul 24 16:25:30    |
      From: Richard.Silk@Juno.Com              Just had a "couch nap" with an interesting dream, wherein the dreamer was       walking down a hallway, and saw a little black girl, maybe 4 years old,       emerging       from a room ahead to the left, whereas the child's parent was in a lounge-like       room further ahead.                     The dreamer was concerned that the child should be under better supervision,       and       took a squirt gun / water sprayer and spritzed the little girl from a distance       of around 6' to 10', thinking it would simply get the girl's attention.                     Instead, she fell flat, like she'd been blown down by a wind storm.                     Concerned, the dreamer scooped her up and carried her to her dad, sitting on a       couch, and was about to give her over when the dreamer noted she was as warm as       a kitten. (Dream ended, clarity 9.)                     The other dream involved encountering a guy (who looked a bit like the dreamer       but was considered as someone else) and the dreamer (or someone/something)       peeled back the top of the guy's scalp from the front towards the rear, like       opening a freshness cover on a frozen dinner, revealing the *inside* of the       guy's head was entirely hollow, looking like the inside of a walnut with the       meat removed. Clarity 7 (symbolic, obviously.)              I *think* it may have something to do with drinking a pot of coffee (for the       first time in several months) and the feeling of extreme sleepiness that       followed later that afternoon into the next day.              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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