Richard Silk
2023-03-02 18:38:50 UTC
There were numerous dreams prior to this entry that, for whatever reason, did not get written down in detail, starting with last Saturday night / Monday morning, involving something barely akin to the dreamer and a small, brown puppy, similar in breed to a Pug or a Boston Terrier (brachycephalic / short-nosed) and although this recording (journaling) is already a few days late and there has been *much* evaporation, I suspect the main plot ran along these lines:
Someone (possibly female?) displayed / presented / showed a young puppy to the dreamer, who remarked that (he? the dreamer) had a dog *just like* her puppy, if not identical, and (in some manner) asked if he could introduce the two puppies. Again, *much* evaporation, but the consequence was that he did indeed bring the puppy into the presence of the older dog, brought them nose-to-nose almost, and sure enough, the older dog licked the nose of the puppy.
The scene wherein the dreamer was returning the puppy to the puppy's owner was rather interesting: the dreamer was as if tip-toe-floating between distances, *similar* to flying, yet remaining at a relative height-above-ground no higher than a few inches, like: toe-touches ground, propulsion forward / float / toe touches ground, propulsion forward / float / toe touches ground, etc. This went on for at least 2–4 (possibly 5?) toe touches. It was actually pretty neat :-) In flying dreams, I (personally) have often awakened rather than landed, mainly due to [flying out of boundaries] as it were. In this toe-floating process, the surrounding scenery seemed to remain very well intact. 👍 ✔ The dream ended *at the very point/instant* at which the dreamer arrived at the point at which the puppy was being returned. Clarity 8, even at this late stage, although the flying/floating probably puts it into the 11 category regarding "astral travel."
There was also a very awkward dream wherein one (male) character (viewed from an objective / camera / 3rd person perspective) vomited / regurgitated in some manner over the face of a male individual (the one being thrown up on was perhaps a white male, in his 30s–40s) in such a way that the face (profile) of the male seemed practically plastered with some white-looking stuff that appeared nearly like oatmeal. It was rather sickening to view, even as simply a dream, and about the only thing that may be relevant "in real life" (IRL) that I can think of that may have corresponded with that dream was the announcement that a law had just become law in Washington D.C. because the U.S. Senate failed to block it in an timely manner. (Yes, Congress has *some* say-so over the way the city of D.C. is run.)
The outcome of this turn of events (of the worm, spiritually speaking) is that now NON-US citizens (foreigners of ANY nation) may "vote" in D.C. city council elections. ***This is no dream, it's a nightmare of real-life events.*** You can read more on this at: tinyurl.com/Q-DJ-WashingtonFalls as well as tinyurl.com/ITTA-Topic-WorldOutcome (also archive.is/ZBt50 for an archive of the original news article.)
The outcome of *that* insanity will (*very likely!*) be (very soon!) an influx of Muslims voting for a Muslim mayor and the imposition of Shari'a (Islamic Law) resulting in the beheading of "kafir" (non-Muslim, non-Dhimmi) members of Congress, etc. It's gonna be pure hell.
Meanwhile, as to last night's/this morning's dreams / adventures:
Northern Neighbor's swampy yard:
IRL, there's a duplex just north of where my childhood home is located on Scottland Drive (it's no secret— I must've posted on it at least a half-dozen or more times in the past.)
In the dream, the dreamer is standing in the side-yard area around the southern-side unit (just north of the home on Scottland) and the ground is *very* swampy, as if the dreamer was standing in [up to just below his knees] in water of some sort. I'm *thinking* that this correlates to all the financial improvements the property owner recently put into improving the "infrastructure" of the home (driveways, plumbing, etc.) such that the water *may* in some way relate to "debt." Clarity 7, but day-lit, perhaps as if on an overcast day.
Southern Neighbor's foundation extension / construction (& hot chocolate request / hunt):
IRL, there's a single (white) house to the *south* of where my childhood home is located on Scottland Drive. I find it rather curious that I'd have a dream of the house to the north *and* a dream of the house to the south *in the same night-phase* dream-cycle.
At any rate, there's a somewhat large dump truck (I can't recall ever seeing a "small" dump truck!) making its way from a point near the front yard, southern quadrant, to the mid-side-yard area (on the due south side of the house) but it practically *rubs over* the SE corner of a construction zone: it appears that the house is building a platform / foundation / patio as an extension southward (in real life, there's actually not much room on the south side of that white house, at 1015 Scottland, as there's barely enough room for an outdoor AC unit. The driveway of the property to the south of the 1015 location presents a "*very real* border" boundary, yet in the dream, there was plenty of room for the expanded foundation.)
This rubbing over event was somewhat "alerting" to the dreamer. If this had been a real-life event, time and effort would've been taken to inspect for damage, both to the truck as well as the construction area / foundation (as a real life event would *likely* have resulted in some possible denting of the underside of the steel (?) or possibly of damage to the top of the concrete of the foundation.) As it was, it seemed as if in the dream, it was more like "no harm no foul" and the "storyline" (if you will) of the dream continued.
The dreamer had (at some point in the past) been enjoying a cup of warm-to-hot chocolate (perhaps *just a touch* on the creamy side.) Also, there is a person present at the construction area (in the sense of a relatively older male to the dreamer) who bore some resemblance to the former (and perhaps longest-duration) resident of that particular house (who, in real life, would be the *late* "Mr. W.") but in reviewing / remembering the dream, actually had a *very* strong resemblance to Donald J. Trump (as if the Trump character in the dream had been mentally mistaken for Mr. W.— that the house at 1015 is actually painted white IRL, making it a "white house," clearly adds a bit of "weight" to the symbology.)
The point being, there was some type of interaction between the dreamer and the Mr.W/DJT character, *something along the lines of* the dreamer asking Mr. W. if there was "anything I can do for you?" to which the Mr. W./DJT responded along the lines of he could really use a cup of hot chocolate (as like the one the dreamer had been consuming earlier.)
The dreamer went to get one.
Now in the "backstory" of the dream, the dreamer had apparently used one of those dry-powder packets that you tear open, pour into a cup, and add hot (warm) milk, and stir. There's some type of snippet of memory of this having already taken place within the dream sequence.
So the dreamer is now in the process of going about getting another packet to make a fresh cup of hot chocolate for the Mr. W./DJT character. Only there's a bit of a hitch:
Where the dreamer sees a packet, something like at a convenience gas station (similar to a "bodega" in NYC, only without the gas station) or *possibly* at some type of university cafeteria of some sort (?) it is intuited somehow that the chocolate mix packet has a cost to it, and it's up to the dreamer to find a way to pay for it.
It seems *as if* the dreamer somehow has access to two packets of soup powder packet mix, not unlike "Bear Creek" type potato soups (an IRL product available in stores) and offers these two packets in exchange for the packet of chocolate mix (similar to "Swiss Miss Cocoa" packets, IRL.)
Just as a very minor detail, the chocolate / cocoa mix packet seemed just about as thick as either one of the two soup powder mix packets.
Now you'd *think* there'd be some type of resolution to all this, such as the dreamer making up or at least bringing the hot chocolate back to the Mr. W./DJT character, but no, the dream ended at the point where the offer was made to exchange the two soup packets for the chocolate/cocoa mix packet. Clarity 9-, and although generally well-lit, is likely reflective of the overall world-political condition (regarding the "southern border" and the "white house") making this all clarity 7.
Encounter with female entity / teeny-tiny eyes / twin entities / (Jesus?):
And while there were likely several other minor dreams throughout the evening, this is the last major sequence that clearly remains following awakening:
The dreamer is in discussion of *some* sort with a relatively *large framed* (as in "well-fed") female, of an African type appearance (possibly African-American, possibly Southern) and it seems very nearly as if she has some type of amorous intentions towards the dreamer, except that there also appears to be some type of intervening, transparent wall (similar to glass, yet possibly just representative of "a barrier" such as whatever prevents person A from being in the immediate presence of person B. For example, two people at opposite points on the earth communicating with each other via phone / internet / information superhighway, etc.)
And while this image only lasted but a fraction of a second, it was quickly (if not immediately) followed with the dreamer being in the presence of a "frisky" female, which quickly became an R-rated (topless type) scene, wherein the dreamer was orally exploring some of the features of her upper torso, and was on the verge of doing so with her lower torso, only to take notice of what appeared to be two rather small eyes, as if they were sentient freckles or moles, in an area of her body analogous to just around, possibly beside or below her belly button. (No belly button was noticed, as the observing eyes were very "attention getting"!)
Needless to say, the mind of the dreamer was rather "captured" or "riveted" by these *tiny eyes* looking out at (him) as if there were a mind within / behind the flesh of the female previously described.
It was at this point that something of an "explanation" in the form of a visualization occurred: A narrative (3rd person omniscient?) voice explained (as if speaking to the female rather than to the dreamer) that "You're a twin soul trapped in a single body" as if two souls had *meant* to be born as physical twins, yet one of the *early* stages of fetal development had *absorbed* the other cells. Please note: this is considered to be a (somewhat) *COMMON* occurrence in fetal development! (Human chimerism / vanishing twin syndrome, it's why many people have a face that has two distinct sides, wherein the left half of the face looks distinctly different from the right half.)
(https://www.babycenter.com/pregnancy/your-baby/strange-but-true-one-person-born-with-two-sets-of-dna-a-chim_10364937 -also- duckduckgo.com/?q=human+chimerism)
In the dream, there is (for some curious reason!) an appearance of a / the Jesus Christ entity / character, as if to (possibly) say that He is Life, regardless of in what form Life may "come out as" in the physical (or even dream!) world.
Clarity was at 9 to 9+, but at the point of encountering the tiny set of eyes (*with* eyelashes!) everything pretty much went to 7, symbolic, and at the point of seeing the Jesus character/entity, 7="religious/spiritual."
Someone (possibly female?) displayed / presented / showed a young puppy to the dreamer, who remarked that (he? the dreamer) had a dog *just like* her puppy, if not identical, and (in some manner) asked if he could introduce the two puppies. Again, *much* evaporation, but the consequence was that he did indeed bring the puppy into the presence of the older dog, brought them nose-to-nose almost, and sure enough, the older dog licked the nose of the puppy.
The scene wherein the dreamer was returning the puppy to the puppy's owner was rather interesting: the dreamer was as if tip-toe-floating between distances, *similar* to flying, yet remaining at a relative height-above-ground no higher than a few inches, like: toe-touches ground, propulsion forward / float / toe touches ground, propulsion forward / float / toe touches ground, etc. This went on for at least 2–4 (possibly 5?) toe touches. It was actually pretty neat :-) In flying dreams, I (personally) have often awakened rather than landed, mainly due to [flying out of boundaries] as it were. In this toe-floating process, the surrounding scenery seemed to remain very well intact. 👍 ✔ The dream ended *at the very point/instant* at which the dreamer arrived at the point at which the puppy was being returned. Clarity 8, even at this late stage, although the flying/floating probably puts it into the 11 category regarding "astral travel."
There was also a very awkward dream wherein one (male) character (viewed from an objective / camera / 3rd person perspective) vomited / regurgitated in some manner over the face of a male individual (the one being thrown up on was perhaps a white male, in his 30s–40s) in such a way that the face (profile) of the male seemed practically plastered with some white-looking stuff that appeared nearly like oatmeal. It was rather sickening to view, even as simply a dream, and about the only thing that may be relevant "in real life" (IRL) that I can think of that may have corresponded with that dream was the announcement that a law had just become law in Washington D.C. because the U.S. Senate failed to block it in an timely manner. (Yes, Congress has *some* say-so over the way the city of D.C. is run.)
The outcome of this turn of events (of the worm, spiritually speaking) is that now NON-US citizens (foreigners of ANY nation) may "vote" in D.C. city council elections. ***This is no dream, it's a nightmare of real-life events.*** You can read more on this at: tinyurl.com/Q-DJ-WashingtonFalls as well as tinyurl.com/ITTA-Topic-WorldOutcome (also archive.is/ZBt50 for an archive of the original news article.)
The outcome of *that* insanity will (*very likely!*) be (very soon!) an influx of Muslims voting for a Muslim mayor and the imposition of Shari'a (Islamic Law) resulting in the beheading of "kafir" (non-Muslim, non-Dhimmi) members of Congress, etc. It's gonna be pure hell.
Meanwhile, as to last night's/this morning's dreams / adventures:
Northern Neighbor's swampy yard:
IRL, there's a duplex just north of where my childhood home is located on Scottland Drive (it's no secret— I must've posted on it at least a half-dozen or more times in the past.)
In the dream, the dreamer is standing in the side-yard area around the southern-side unit (just north of the home on Scottland) and the ground is *very* swampy, as if the dreamer was standing in [up to just below his knees] in water of some sort. I'm *thinking* that this correlates to all the financial improvements the property owner recently put into improving the "infrastructure" of the home (driveways, plumbing, etc.) such that the water *may* in some way relate to "debt." Clarity 7, but day-lit, perhaps as if on an overcast day.
Southern Neighbor's foundation extension / construction (& hot chocolate request / hunt):
IRL, there's a single (white) house to the *south* of where my childhood home is located on Scottland Drive. I find it rather curious that I'd have a dream of the house to the north *and* a dream of the house to the south *in the same night-phase* dream-cycle.
At any rate, there's a somewhat large dump truck (I can't recall ever seeing a "small" dump truck!) making its way from a point near the front yard, southern quadrant, to the mid-side-yard area (on the due south side of the house) but it practically *rubs over* the SE corner of a construction zone: it appears that the house is building a platform / foundation / patio as an extension southward (in real life, there's actually not much room on the south side of that white house, at 1015 Scottland, as there's barely enough room for an outdoor AC unit. The driveway of the property to the south of the 1015 location presents a "*very real* border" boundary, yet in the dream, there was plenty of room for the expanded foundation.)
This rubbing over event was somewhat "alerting" to the dreamer. If this had been a real-life event, time and effort would've been taken to inspect for damage, both to the truck as well as the construction area / foundation (as a real life event would *likely* have resulted in some possible denting of the underside of the steel (?) or possibly of damage to the top of the concrete of the foundation.) As it was, it seemed as if in the dream, it was more like "no harm no foul" and the "storyline" (if you will) of the dream continued.
The dreamer had (at some point in the past) been enjoying a cup of warm-to-hot chocolate (perhaps *just a touch* on the creamy side.) Also, there is a person present at the construction area (in the sense of a relatively older male to the dreamer) who bore some resemblance to the former (and perhaps longest-duration) resident of that particular house (who, in real life, would be the *late* "Mr. W.") but in reviewing / remembering the dream, actually had a *very* strong resemblance to Donald J. Trump (as if the Trump character in the dream had been mentally mistaken for Mr. W.— that the house at 1015 is actually painted white IRL, making it a "white house," clearly adds a bit of "weight" to the symbology.)
The point being, there was some type of interaction between the dreamer and the Mr.W/DJT character, *something along the lines of* the dreamer asking Mr. W. if there was "anything I can do for you?" to which the Mr. W./DJT responded along the lines of he could really use a cup of hot chocolate (as like the one the dreamer had been consuming earlier.)
The dreamer went to get one.
Now in the "backstory" of the dream, the dreamer had apparently used one of those dry-powder packets that you tear open, pour into a cup, and add hot (warm) milk, and stir. There's some type of snippet of memory of this having already taken place within the dream sequence.
So the dreamer is now in the process of going about getting another packet to make a fresh cup of hot chocolate for the Mr. W./DJT character. Only there's a bit of a hitch:
Where the dreamer sees a packet, something like at a convenience gas station (similar to a "bodega" in NYC, only without the gas station) or *possibly* at some type of university cafeteria of some sort (?) it is intuited somehow that the chocolate mix packet has a cost to it, and it's up to the dreamer to find a way to pay for it.
It seems *as if* the dreamer somehow has access to two packets of soup powder packet mix, not unlike "Bear Creek" type potato soups (an IRL product available in stores) and offers these two packets in exchange for the packet of chocolate mix (similar to "Swiss Miss Cocoa" packets, IRL.)
Just as a very minor detail, the chocolate / cocoa mix packet seemed just about as thick as either one of the two soup powder mix packets.
Now you'd *think* there'd be some type of resolution to all this, such as the dreamer making up or at least bringing the hot chocolate back to the Mr. W./DJT character, but no, the dream ended at the point where the offer was made to exchange the two soup packets for the chocolate/cocoa mix packet. Clarity 9-, and although generally well-lit, is likely reflective of the overall world-political condition (regarding the "southern border" and the "white house") making this all clarity 7.
Encounter with female entity / teeny-tiny eyes / twin entities / (Jesus?):
And while there were likely several other minor dreams throughout the evening, this is the last major sequence that clearly remains following awakening:
The dreamer is in discussion of *some* sort with a relatively *large framed* (as in "well-fed") female, of an African type appearance (possibly African-American, possibly Southern) and it seems very nearly as if she has some type of amorous intentions towards the dreamer, except that there also appears to be some type of intervening, transparent wall (similar to glass, yet possibly just representative of "a barrier" such as whatever prevents person A from being in the immediate presence of person B. For example, two people at opposite points on the earth communicating with each other via phone / internet / information superhighway, etc.)
And while this image only lasted but a fraction of a second, it was quickly (if not immediately) followed with the dreamer being in the presence of a "frisky" female, which quickly became an R-rated (topless type) scene, wherein the dreamer was orally exploring some of the features of her upper torso, and was on the verge of doing so with her lower torso, only to take notice of what appeared to be two rather small eyes, as if they were sentient freckles or moles, in an area of her body analogous to just around, possibly beside or below her belly button. (No belly button was noticed, as the observing eyes were very "attention getting"!)
Needless to say, the mind of the dreamer was rather "captured" or "riveted" by these *tiny eyes* looking out at (him) as if there were a mind within / behind the flesh of the female previously described.
It was at this point that something of an "explanation" in the form of a visualization occurred: A narrative (3rd person omniscient?) voice explained (as if speaking to the female rather than to the dreamer) that "You're a twin soul trapped in a single body" as if two souls had *meant* to be born as physical twins, yet one of the *early* stages of fetal development had *absorbed* the other cells. Please note: this is considered to be a (somewhat) *COMMON* occurrence in fetal development! (Human chimerism / vanishing twin syndrome, it's why many people have a face that has two distinct sides, wherein the left half of the face looks distinctly different from the right half.)
(https://www.babycenter.com/pregnancy/your-baby/strange-but-true-one-person-born-with-two-sets-of-dna-a-chim_10364937 -also- duckduckgo.com/?q=human+chimerism)
In the dream, there is (for some curious reason!) an appearance of a / the Jesus Christ entity / character, as if to (possibly) say that He is Life, regardless of in what form Life may "come out as" in the physical (or even dream!) world.
Clarity was at 9 to 9+, but at the point of encountering the tiny set of eyes (*with* eyelashes!) everything pretty much went to 7, symbolic, and at the point of seeing the Jesus character/entity, 7="religious/spiritual."
