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|    Richard Carl Silk to All    |
|    2024/08/31 Saturday: Rail Tunnels for Ai    |
|    31 Aug 24 16:39:15    |
      From: Richard.Silk@Juno.Com              The first dream was likely *before* early dawn, and involved a type of       (literal!) underground railroad system, where the rails ran perhaps 1 level       *below surface* (in a subterranean environment) yet the rails carried aircraft       whose wings tucked & folded up tightly into a somewhat rectangular / squarish       cube in order to fit through the tunnel/rail system. Clarity 8- due to lack of       any explanation as to what it was about whatsoever, and it *may* have actually       been a 7 (symbolic, which often lacks explanation.)              The next dream *may* have been shortly after dawn (sorry, no actual       recollection       of any closer time frames) where the dreamer was out and about in the       neighborhood, *similar* to my own home neighborhood, *similar* to the back area       near where Glasgow Drive intersects with Whitehall Road, where Whitehall starts       going uphill and bends left (southward.)              There were seen a number of rather large geese. Sure, geese in real life are       rather large to begin with (they're larger than ducks, for instance) but these       geese seemed a bit larger than life, enough to "catch" the dreamer's attention.       The dreamer was even prompting Ginger (my dog, in dream construct) in a manner       similar to: "Ginger! Why aren't you chasing after those big geese??" So       there       was no notable chasing of any geese in the dream, although there was a memory       of       what her usual pursuit / chase is like in real life, similar to the way she       chases after squirrels, only she usually has a much larger field to run through       IRL :-)              But in the dream, the dreamer simply kept moving southward along Whitehall       Road,       whereupon the dreamer had a glimpse into something of an exposed back yard, as       if getting an oblique view into a yard where there was no physical house to       obstruct the view.              In the yard was something rather sizable, *pale* gray, and about the size of a       massive, giant squid, only it was laid out as if it were stretching *towards* a       ground pool, yet there was none visible.              The dreamer simply took a passing view, as if to determine what it may have       actually been, then continued onward and the dream ended.              NOTE: After waking, one of the first things I did this morning was to upload       *yesterday* morning's dreams to the group (alt.dreams) and part of the *other*       things I do when engaged in this activity is to check out another newsgroup or       two.              In one group, there was a reply to something I'd written in defense of Donald       Trump (in defense of anyone accused of the sins of another) which had received       a       reply from someone with obviously nothing better to do with their time (IE: An       actual internet troll) to which I wrote a curt reply.              While writing up these dream notes, it occurred to me that the Cthulhu-type       monster I'd seen in search of water was likely the internet troll I'd just       encountered in the time span *between* having the dream, posting yesterday's       dreams, reading the troll-content, then coming to write this part up.              Clarity 9-ish, as the geese (likely people in those other usenet groups, all       out       honking their own opinions) were rather life-like.              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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