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Had an interesting flying dream, interesting in that it was at *low level*, as if *barely* high enough to get over people standing on the ground. It actually
started as if the dreamer lifted up, then made a swooping direction that flowed
from a position such as near a rooftop to about 4'-6' or so above ground level.
The dreamer was approaching a traffic cop (very much like a school crossing guard) and used a hand-over-hand motion (similar to the rolling motions of a kids song) to "gain altitude" in order to fly over the top of the crossing guard. As it was a flying dream / possible astral body experience, the clarity
runs from anywhere between 7 (symbolic) to 11 (spiritual) although for the most
part, it simply seemed like a bright, sunny day to go flying :-)

I'd like to "back up" to a dream I had yesterday (somewhere before fully waking
Monday morning) wherein the dreamer was walking past a table *full* of loose cash, like someone had just dumped large amounts of money on the table, not counted and wrapped, but more like just dropped around, nearly like potato peels, only fluffier, rather than flatter, more like cotton candy, if you will.

The dreamer had some sort of mental thought to the effect of either "That's not
my money / That's just temptation / or That's just a distraction at the moment /
That's beside the point," with the general effect of seeing yet disregarding all
that cash.

The next thing the dreamer is doing is paying someone (or something) cash from the cash in hand, with a price of $28.

What seemed interesting about the payment is that as the dreamer was paying, a $20 along with a $5 and 3 singles, it appeared as if $15 simply reappeared in the dreamer's hand. Mind you, this was *not* like having had the extra cash already in hand and paying out the $28. No, this was like the dreamer had $28 *in hand* ready to pay, and there was suddenly $15 seen in hand. I mention this, because of the next dream from this morning, where:

In another dream, the dreamer is in a car, as if driving (left hand, American) and there was someone (possibly a female) in the car (passenger seat, front right) as well. The dreamer/driver has somewhere *over* $1,000 cash in the left
hand (possibly as much as $1,300.oo, although there seemed to be no real opportunity at that moment to actually count it, as the dreamer *was* actively driving.)

The dreamer is saying to the passenger something along the lines of "We need to
put this away, NOW, before someone tries to rob us..." (or words very close to those, to that basic effect.)

The dreamer is attempting to put the money away in a front left jeans pocket, when a guy of about 30-ish years old, perhaps between 5'6" and 6' tall, with a thick head full of wavy/curly, medium length, yellowish hair appears just outside the driver's left window, and the car has come to a stop, or near stop.

The guy has the feeling of being something between a cop and a gangster, what could be considered an "enforcer" type of function. He's asking the dreamer about what the dreamer's purpose is, like, "What are you here for?" and the dreamer says something to the effect of "We're" (or "I'm") headed to (some nearby store) to buy (something inexpensive, like under $30, # some change.) The direct intention was to suggest that the dreamer had under $50 in cash to spend, rather than speaking of the *WAD* of cash that had just been stuffed into
the front left pocket.

There's a type of release of focus, as it were, as the enforcer type backs slightly away from the window, still keeping watch on the dreamer/driver, who looks forward and drives on, end of dream, clarity 9.

Speaking of Monday morning's dreams, there was one wherein the dreamer was *as if* swimming underwater, nearly a straight, downward dive (perhaps at an 85# angle or so) to a male person on the smooth bottom of the seafloor (or lake bed,
although the water was practically, perfectly clear) who appeared as if he had a
foot trapped by a rock or something. The dreamer took his hand and pulled upward, as if to pry the person off the seafloor and up to the surface. The dream ended and I awoke at that point, clarity 9+, except for the sense of being
underwater in the dream was not as 10-like as if one were to actually feel oneself swimming underwater IRL.

One of, if not the, dream before waking today (Tuesday morning) was certainly of
a "muddy"-ish nature: The position / comfort of the dreamer was *very much like* that of myself, in bed (IRL) only in the dream, it was like on a warm, comfortable, bench-like area of firm land, although slippery in nature, as if the ground were covered with a thin layer of mud, such that too much tossing or
turning in any direction could lead the dreamer to slip off the firm area upon which the dreamer was lying during the action of what unfolded in the dream, which was... odd... to say the least.

There were a number of people walking in a direction that was (from the dreamer's perspective) north to south-ish. The dreamer was viewing the directional line of travel from the left of the people in the line, relatively speaking, from the east, looking west.

But what was visibly peculiar is that they were walking not as if upon dry ground, but as if slogging through waist-deep mud, yet at a relatively slow but
steady pace, faster than one would slog if one were trying to slog through a mud
pit IRL. I can only liken the analogy to that of people trying to slog their way through governmental bureaucracy.

The dreamer spotted a person's leg (that was relatively clear of the mud) that had thumb-tack sized critters crawling up it, like over-sized ticks, only they were flat, rather than bloated, as if they were unfed (starving?) giant ticks. (Whether they were insects or arachnids was unclear, although I doubt if it makes too much difference at the narrative level.)

The dreamer (almost *instinctively!*) began scraping them off the leg closest to
the dreamer's perspective. After doing so, the dreamer observed that the leg belonged to a rather oversized (*hefty, chunky*) short woman with unwashed, yellowish hair of medium length (perhaps down to her shoulders, but being unwashed, the overall effect was reasonably unattractive.)

The dreamer was possibly indicating something to the effect of what had just occurred, possibly with a type of warning to the female that she needed to be careful, or to get a move on, to prevent any more critters getting on her leg, when the dreamer spotted yet another half-dozen or more of them, again crawling
up her leg.

Despite her appearance, the dreamer again scraped the critters off her leg, again advised moving faster, and noted the area upon which the dreamer was lying
(as like the bed) was less than secure, and returned to the comfort of the more-secure position as the dream ended (which is highly analogous to an astral
projectionist's "return to body" sequence.) Clarity likely 7, possibly with astral overtones, but overall, bog-like.


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Of all the several dreams I had last night / this morning, the one I remember clearest of all involved the dreamer situated near what appeared to be the opening of a driveway where it widens onto the street.

The dreamer seemed to be constructing an area of the driveway by laying down 4x4
posts of wood, horizontally, like paving stones, rather than vertically, like fence posts.

They appeared to be in something of a herringbone pattern, although the sides of the mouth of the driveway were slanted inward (like a funnel, or a trapezoidal shape) which prevented the pattern from looking like an orderly layer of bricks (such as one would see along the side of a house.)

The area of the driveway itself seemed a bit on the marshy side, so that laying
in these wooden posts provided a firm, solid surface upon which one could drive
into or out of the driveway.

There was *something* involving neighbors (or a neighbor) wanting to show the dreamer something, but it seemed as if the dreamer was less than excited or curious to go see what the lure may have been. Clarity 8, as the scene was murky, almost as if on a *super* overcast day, or possibly during the twilight before total darkness of the night.


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Whether these dreams are "in sequence" or not, I've written down the titles in order of rememberance, that is, I remembered this one, that one, the other one,
although such is no guarantee of how they occurred sequentially through last night / this morning.

A Moment with My Father:
The dreamer was in a setting similar to a living room area, with at least another adult and a toddler. The adult appeared *similar* to JAT, a former domestic partner (between late 2005, some intermittent patches, and summer 2013)
and the toddler looked just like our daughter, Alyssa Faith Silk, at about age 3. Whether there were any other adults *or* children in the scene is unclear, as the dreamer's attention was being drawn to the fact that Alyssa's pants needed a slight tug upwards, as they just appeared loose for some reason.

The dreamer tugged her underwear and shorts up with basically one motion, using
both hands, one on each side of Alyssa, and simply lifting upwards. As she was
only a toddler, her weight was sufficient to hold her down while her britches were adjusted upwards, which actually changed her disposition from close to apathetic to cheerful.

At that point, the dreamer was being summoned (or called, beckoned) to a room a
bit off to the left, along something like a corridor that connected the living room area to a location similar to a small kitchen that had a feeling *similar*
to the small (original) kitchen at Grace Lutheran Church (which he helped build,
erected around 1963) only IRL, the kitchen has shutters that open toward the east, whereas in the dream, the shutters opened toward the west, the direction from which the dreamer was approaching. The dreamer had scooped up Alyssa and was carrying her, with her sitting in the crook of his left arm, with her right
arm up around his left shoulder/neck, towards the direction of the summons.

The person calling the dreamer clearly appeared to be my biological father (who
passed in May of 2006) but as my dad had very little gray hair at the time of his passing, the image could've been of Dad when he was in his 40s. He was saying something to the dreamer in a soft voice, and the distance was that of perhaps 15' or more, maybe 25' at the most, but the dreamer had a sense of needing to be doing something else somewhere else and was a tad impatient and wanting to go back to do whatever wherever.

The dreamer was unable to clearly make out the low volume and softness of Dad's
voice (which was highly uncharacteristic for him IRL) so the dreamer came in to
within around 5' to 8' of Dad with something of an automatic request for Dad to
repeat what he'd just said, similar to asking, "Pardon?"

Dad repeated himself, again, softly and quietly, whereat the dreamer gave some reply, similar to an excuse of needing to be doing something else, somewhere else, but what made the scene more memorable than anything else is that, instead
of carrying Alyssa on his arm / shoulder, he now had a small, brown, shorthaired
puppy up on his left arm / pectoral area / shoulder, and the excuse / reply that
was being given had to deal with tending to the puppy.

As that dream ended there (around clarity 8+/9-) I was aware of two major elements, that being Alyssa changing into a puppy in my Father's presence, and that the dreamer had only barely at the end had an inkling of Dad having passed
a few years (~2?) before Alyssa was born (in January '09.) In other words, during the dream, it was *very* much as if Dad were alive and present, talking to the dreamer (who in this case, was clearly myself in dream form. I refer to
"the dreamer" because sometimes it's unclear as to exactly what perspective the
dreamer is dreaming.)

A Strange Play / Awkward Chair / Burning Tree:
The dreamer was in the front row of chairs in a theater auditorium, *similar* in
feel to the auditorium at Central High School in Murfreesboro, TN (located on East Main Street) yet with a *somewhat* different "feel" to it, more like that of a VFW or "Little Theater" (community-type) setting.

The dreamer was there along with a female companion on the dreamer's left, the female being *similar* in sense to that of JAT (mother of Alyssa IRL, also the toddler mentioned in the previous dream narrative) but the companion had been sitting in a type of La-Z-Boy recliner on the front left corner of the seating area, rather than in one of the uncomfortable seats that made up the rest of the
auditorium seating.

The dreamer (seated to the female's right) simply felt *very* uncomfortable in the chair (as if it was either too hard, too small, possibly broken, or possibly
all of those conditions simultaneously.) Then, for whatever reason, the recliner chair became available (as if the JAT type female had simply gotten up
and gone somewhere else) so the dreamer sat in it and pulled back the level, thus extending the leg rest out in front, and also slightly tilting back about 3
notches (as a La-Z-Boy reclines, it wratchets a notch at a time to hold an adjustable, reclining slant) only things started to go a bit crazy:

At the far stage right (directly in front of / across from the dreamer's position in the recliner) there was a tall Christmas tree, with a wreath of candles suspended above it. (Now *who* would be so stupid as to set a wreath of
LIT candles above a Christmas tree in a theater is a level of insanity beyond my
reasoning, but that was the case in this part of the dream.)

Here things get even a shade crazier: The extended foot rest of the reclining chair somehow extended *above* that wreath of lit, burning candles, and as the dreamer had been adusting the backwards tilt of the chair, then rocked forwards
just a tad, the leg rest came down upon the wreath, and set a small fire in the
upper branches of the tree.

To liken this to the "burning bush" scenario would be *rather similar* in that the fire remained at the top tier of the tree, rather than burning down out of control and sending the whole thing up in flames.

Someone (*possibly* the dreamer) took a fire extinguisher to the flames, yet I was surprised that no one in the audience was getting up to run out of the theater. They didn't even stand up and file out in an orderly manner. They all
just sat there and either watched the burning tree (I wasn't really watching the
audience so much) or continued watching the play (or whatever was going on up on
stage.)

Then, for whatever reason, the dreamer in the La-Z-Boy (using the leg rest) bonked the tree top *again* and *again* the (now) top tier began burning *again.*

Along came a second round of fire extinguisher, and the dreamer was becoming a bit concerned that the canister (one of those large, 5-gallon, shiny outer metal-type tanks that traditionally hung up on walls in the old days) might be about to run out of extinguisher foam / chemical / spray / whatever.

At any rate, I'm uncertain as to how, exactly, that dream sequence ended, but I'm fairly certain that was just the "end of dream" right there.

A Pastor in Handcuffs / Portable Projection Screen:

While these dreams occurred before waking (around 5, 7, or 9 AM this morning) I'm only just now getting around to finishing the write up (around 7:30 PM) so the details may be a tad sketchier at this point, due mostly to evaporation.

However, this dream sorta "stuck" with me as being on the "odd" side, as it involved the dreamer either placing or at least *seeing* a pair of handcuffs on
a pastor (not someone immediately recognized, but the sense that he was a pastor
/ man of the cloth was rather clear.) The other element in the dream involved a
few lengthy stick-like poles, such as one of those portable projector screens that unfolds at the bottom to form a tripod base, and the central pole that extends so as to hold up a screen (that unrolls from a bottom cross-element.)

While the original dream was around clarity 8+ / 9-, at this point, the only reason I remember any of it at all is because I jotted down the titles before breakfast this morning.

An Awkward Tech Support Job / Men's Room:

This one, all I can remember is finding a men's room that basically consisted of
a row of commodes, each one dumping *not* through a ?n -shaped water trap under
the bowl itself, but rather a direct dump to the rear to what looked like a *linear gap* in the wall, running between the floor and about 1' above the floor, all the length of the wall, and all the flushed refuse simply flowed down
a sloping back-extension that sloped down to a gulley of sorts, where the "sewer" simply flowed out to somewhere else. As to what element the "tech support" was about, it's evaporated. Clarity 8-ish.

Riding a Bicycle to an Appointment / Diligent Female Cop (Sticky-Kitty banner):

This was a funny one (of sorts) wherein the dreamer was at first driving a vehicle along a 4-lane (divided) road way (where the center, "fifth lane" could
be used by either of the lanes adjacent to it for making left turns. This works, of course, in America. In Britain, I have no idea. I figure that's why
they have so many "circles" rather than 4-way intersections.)

The dreamer was driving along and spotted two figures standing in the center lane, as if waiting for someone, rather than pausing while crossing traffic without a crosswalk.

The dreamer stopped about 10 yards or so past the two people, and may have attempted to "back up" in the center lane to go see if they needed a ride.

Only at this point, the lane *ahead* of the dreamer's vehicle became *filled* with "stuff" (from vehicles to people to road cones, just "stuff") causing the dreamer to have to "merge right" to get back into the left half of the two right
lanes that flowed in the direction the dreamer was headed.

What became of the two folk in the center lane that the dreamer had stopped for?
Unknown. Although there's a *hint* that they ended up boarding a bus that was a
part of all the "stuff" that suddenly appeared in the dreamer's forward view.

At any rate, the next thing the dreamer is aware of is riding a *bicycle* to an
appointment. What type? No idea, but *perhaps* it was along the lines of a job
interview, at least, it felt like it had that type of urgency to it.

Then, a female cop shows up, possibly on a bicycle as well at first, then later,
simply on foot *yet keeping pace* with the dreamer on a bike! The lady cop was
telling the dreamer to pull over (she was making a traffic stop against the dreamer on a bicycle) and the dreamer was half-way continuing, yet half-way held
back, as if by his conscience, to at least see what the lady cop was getting on
about.

Here the dream went about 5 different ways of crazy: The dreamer got a good view of the lady cop, who looked a *bit* like JAT (the last domestic partner I had IRL back in late 2005u2013) yet she had silkier hair of a *much* lighter color of yellow, practically yellow-white, and she had a much happier smile on her face (possibly a version of JAT had she *never* been "messed up," even as a
young child) and the dreamer was attempting to explain to her that he was only hurrying because he had a job interview (or some type of appointment) he had to
get to (never admitting to "speeding," of course, but that's why he was reluctant to pull over for no apparent reason.)

Well, it gets crazier here: The lady cop pulls out this ridiculously long banner, of perhaps 20' in length (width) or so, and maybe 8" in height, and it has a "sticky" side and a printed side, as if it were designed to simply put up
on the side of a building for easy application / good adherence / possibly easy
removal.

Only it wasn't on a building. It was just all about the immediate area, as if it were something the crazy lady cop wanted to wrap around the dreamer, and for
whatever reason, the phrase "sticky kitty" was heard, as if perhaps there may have been some sort of cat-based theme on the printed side of the paper.

Regardless, the dreamer decided it was perhaps best to just leave and let the crazy lady cop deal with the sticky kitty paper all on her own. After all, it was "her idea" rather than the dreamer's. Clarity "Crazy" but perhaps around 8+/9-.


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Almost lunch time, a bit late posting, but there were a few odd scenarios / segments to mention, starting with the dreamer somehow involved with cleaning the home of the house across the street (IRL) and actually conversing with the (late) housewife (Juanita, who's been dead for *many* years) and the dreamer having to deal with water on the floor / linoleum. The dreamer was seriously wanting to go fetch a wet-vac (a really nice one I've got IRL) to sop up the water pronto, but was instead having to use an industry standard mop bucket, the
yellow kind with a contraption for press-squeezing out a mop.

Only this bucket seemed unusual: it was as if the squeezer mechanism was somehow connected onto the bucket by means of an aluminum foil structure, which
of course, makes *no* sense whatsoever. Yet even while at least one element of
the dream made zero sense, there was a very "real sense" of water on the floor,
and the need to clean it up, giving it an overall clarity of 8*/9-.

Some segment of a dream (that *may* have been related to the flooded floor segment) involved an object *similar* in appearance to a shark carcass, yet it was *on dry land,* as if in someone's backyard.

While the idea of a (possibly) rotting (shark?) carcass seemed a tad repulsive,
there was another critter visibly seen emerging from an area *similar* to a gill
(the idea of it actually being a shark carcass was unclear. It could've been a
machine of some sort for all I know.) The critter was very clearly seen, however, and appeared to be a black, cylindrical, velvety / fuzzy shape with a flat head (like the chopped end of a sealed 1+"u2" diameter pipe) and what *appeared* to be two small, forward-viewing eyes. They were dark themselves, yet had a glint of light in some manner, *possibly* a very thin band of white around them, but they looked at the dreamer then looked away to the critter's right, the dreamer's left, quickly.)

The dreamer experienced something like an urge to reach out and stroke it (as one would a dog or cat) but seeing as how it emerged from something akin to a shark carcass, the dreamer refrained from reaching out to it. The overall length of what was seen of the critter was around 12" or so, although the segment ended before its full length was determined. Gonna just go with clarity
7 (symbolic) on this one.


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Dream before waking involved the dreamer in the company of a female *similar* to
an acquantance from the '80s, C.C.C., who was a short, bubbly, energetic package
(fetching figure, but slightly more on the farm-wife side than the model side) with short, blonde hair.

However, in the dream, it appeared that the dreamer was making a video much like
with a mounted camcorder (on a pole) so that the dreamer could get into the video *with* the female, much like a selfie-style recording.

The playback (or monitor) of the video showed a type of blended visual, as if recording in ultraviolet as well as in infrared (where skin temperature showed as *white light,* whereas in ultraviolet, teeth tend to be yellowish-bluish-white, whereas skin appears more bluish-darkish.)

The female was wearing something akin to a knit, black wool pull-over cap with white + marks of about 2" in length, 1" in width, crossed, like *large, FAT* + signs. There were around 4 of them, # 1 (from 3 to 5) so they were as white light, along with her face and neck, and the dreamer (looking like a younger "me") was visible in the frame, looking at the camera, then looking to her and saying something *like*: "You look so white in the video, I could almost kiss you."

At that point, her image in the play back *dimmed* facially, as in [darkened from its state of mostly light] and she had a touch of a concerned look on her face, to which the dreamer replied, "No worry, I said *almost* kiss you."

There was a curious point somewhere from the start of the playing back of the video, where the normal-color image *switched* to the IR/UV combo image. It was
as if, during the playback of the video, the dreamer *remembered* activating the
switch for the camera filter, which took a *moment* to activate. This is *difficult* to describe because it's *as if* trying to describe *two different timelines* that were running *concurrently* even though the memory of the "initial" recorded was remembered *during* the playback! Clarity affected by memory, IR and UV elements.

This dream *may* be interpreted as a type of "playback" of how reality "played out" as a dream scene. There was a period of significant thought (IRL) back in
those years, where I'd seriously considered various future paths with C.C.C., but they all seemed to "fall away" due to other circumstances in the overall environment of those days.


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