From: Richard.Silk@Juno.Com   
      
   Dream before waking:   
   The dreamer was wandering around a large area similar in shape to the MTSU   
   Murphy Center, top level (where there's an indoor track that makes its way   
   around the arena.  Fans meander all around that level on their way to find   
   bathrooms, or concessions, or down into the seating area for the basketball   
   games or concerts held there.)   
      
   This place had a feel a bit more like a shopping mall, although it also had a   
   feeling as if it were for members only in some way.   
      
   The dreamer had the feeling of having gotten into the area by way of simply   
   walking in somehow, yet lacking any membership autorization for being in the   
   building.   
      
   There were various folk, practically like private mall cops, only with a   
   genuine   
   sense of belonging to the building or campus, as if they were employees or   
   somehow authorized to act in the manner of patrol cops.   
      
   At the start of the segment, the dreamer seemed to have been there at the   
   request of a buddy who wanted to go somewhere to do something, however, the   
   buddy seemed reluctant to stay and began making excuses to leave, and   
   eventually   
   just left, leaving the dreamer to continue on exploring the area alone.   
      
   At one point, the dreamer picked up a golf club (an iron, I believe, *likely*   
   around a 5-iron, but that's just s type of "guess" as the dreamer never   
   actually   
   checked it for markings) and was carrying it out of a sports department when a   
   loud "ding" came across like those paging speakers that tell you:  "Mr.   
   Smith, you have a telephone call on the white courtesy phone."  Only it was   
   just   
   a loud  and the dreamer suspected there was a link to the ding and the   
   golf club transversing outside of its department (like someone taking   
   merchandise outside a store and setting off a theft detector.)   
      
   The dreamer simply released the item somewhere still inside the building,   
   somewhere along the right side of the aisle, and kept on walking.   
      
   A few moments later, and for some "unknown reason" (although sure, it *could   
   well* have been related to the golf club incident) a few guys and maybe a gal   
   are trying to detain the dreamer, as in capture him, however, the dreamer still   
   possesses a freedom of movement which allows him to simply outpace them without   
   actually having to run from them.   
      
   In another moment, they are again trying to seize him, only he's still able to   
   outmaneuver them.   
      
   There's a thought heard, likely from the dreamer, along the lines of [I can   
   take   
   a hint / if y'all don't want me back, I'm outta here.]   
      
   On a third try, when the dreamer is very close to getting outside the   
   building's   
   west-facing wall and out into the open, where there *seems* to be a street   
   running north-south (which in real life would be North Tennessee Blvd., now   
   called "Middle Tennessee Blvd.") when a guy pulls out something like a block of   
   wood roughly 2½"x2½"x3½" yet held much like a taser.  It has thin,   
   metallic-looking ribs (or possibly wires) running along the long sides, and the   
   dreamer (or narrative mind) identifies it as being *like* a taser.   
      
   The guy shoots it, and although the dreamer senses there *may* be a connection   
   (the guy looked a bit like a younger version of myself, by the way) there's no   
   "shocking" sensation, and the dreamer continues to move towards an exit.   
      
   However, there's something *like a thought* being communicated from the younger   
   "me" to the dreamer "me" and, for whatever reason, the dream ends, clarity 9 to   
   9-.   
      
   That was likely between 4 AM and dawn.   
      
   Shortly after dawn, I took a "brief" (?) nap on the couch, and there was one   
   more somewhat lengthier dream, wherein the dreamer was dealing with a female   
   *similar* to JAT, who was a domestic partner from over 10 years ago (IRL).  In   
   the dream, the female was attempting to maneuver the dreamer into a marriage   
   contract, and there *may* have been some vague reference to either a child *or*   
   a pregnancy, as if in the "potential" sense rather than the sense of already   
   having occurred.  (IRL, she and I had 3 children, the first of which was   
   genetically tested and identified as mine.)   
      
   Either way, the dreamer was rather clear about leaving her behind so as to   
   remain clear for something else (*whatever* else) the future was bringing.   
   (IRL, I'm staying celibate for personal reasons, but mainly to stay available   
   for a relationship/marriage with Gina Leigh White, should she ever return to my   
   life.)   
      
   In this somewhat lengthier dream, there's a sense of a critter, something like   
   a   
   horse, but having a faithful personality.  There's also a segment wherein the   
   dreamer is telling something to a female (*possibly* to Gina!) indicating how   
   all that was necessary was for the beast (critter) to be thought of, and it   
   (she) appeared / came.   
      
   This dream scenario also contained an outdoor setting, as if having   
   transitioned   
   from inside a home to outside in a rural / farm-like acreage, which was fenced   
   in all around its borders, and had a sliding gate that could be closed so as to   
   keep the beast/horse-like critter from wandering off.   
      
   The dreamer was in the process of latching the gate closed (which involved   
   something like a strap and a tab fitting, rather flexible yet awkward in   
   comparison to how gates normally are closed, like with a simple chain or   
   latching bar of some type) when the dream ended, which I'm gonna think is   
   mostly   
   clarity 7 (symbolic of *something.*)  This dream ended *likely* around 10 AM or   
   thereabouts.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)