2023/11/25 Saturday: Dealing with the Devil— (1❤️😈)

[Richard Silk]

Being "the first Saturday after Thanksgiving," the "higher energy levels" of the Holiday are sloping down *just slightly* (I never went in for "Black Friday," even though I prepped for one while working at Wal*Mart some years back) the point is, I think I may have slept a bit more "soundly" (restfully) last night / this morning (if you ignore the 3:30 AM wake-up call from the dog who wanted to go out and bark) (and the 6-something AM repeat dog-bark) but there were a *slew* of dreams, nonetheless:

Floating along a hallway:
The dreamer was *perhaps* as "spirit," floating laterally / horizontally, about 6' above the ground, maybe a touch higher, but not by much, as if along a hallway (for now, let's just say "left-right orientation") and while there may have been a "dark figure" in the hallway, the narrative mind of the dreamer / spirit was simply *joyful* (happy?) at the realization of the condition of floating above the floor / along the corridor.

Note: when in floating condition, the focus shifts practically *instantaneously* with the mind's focus, which was "clarity astral" but more like 10-, so I'm thinking this moment "segues" directly into the next scene:

Chasing a possibly miscreant kid:
The dreamer seems to be pursuing a "dark" (possibly negroid?) child of around age 6, as if to apprehend a juvenile delinquent, as if perhaps the kid had possibly snatched or vandalized something of a minor matter, but consider the age of the "minor," if left unpunished / unaddressed / uncorrected, could easily lead to a massively corrupt, criminally destructive future.

The kid appeared to be actively trying to evade the dreamer, even though the dreamer was as if "floating" after the kid, who began to burrow into a corner as if it led to an escape chute of some type.

The dreamer/spirit actually reached forth the right hand and got a *smidgen* of the kid's arm, although the kid "slipped" away.

Seriously, this seemingly insignificant dream *fills* my waking mind with elements of crime and punishment (correction) starting at the elementary level of significant youth, the "long arm of the law" and the "slippery eel" type evasion of those intent upon evasion. (It was nearly as if trying to catch a kid from the projects, or possibly a Muslim kid prior to committing to the Shahada, but that typically occurs around the age of 13.)

During the "chase" (before the kid slipped out an exit of some type in a corner) there was some discussion (or at least speech) given to the kid by the dreamer, something like a very faint thought of "Who are you? What are you doing? Where do you think you're going?" (Existentialist-type level questions.) Clarity 9+/10- for the most part.

Possible witch-like magic:
The dreamer was (standing) in the presence of at least one predominant female, and possibly one or two on-lookers (followers of the female?) as the woman (roughly 20s or 30s, certainly looking "youthful" as in prior to the experienced (more mature) housewife who raises a family) as the female appeared to have just created a "thought form" (an invisible bubble shape) of a cattle form (cow or bull/steer) and even though the setting was dark (the people were noticeably visible) the dreamer could *almost* sense as if the faintest outline of an animal was before the female, who had her arms out as if she was holding it out for others to see.

What happened next was curious: the dreamer made a sweeping motion with the right arm/hand as if to search for thin strings (such as in trying to disprove a magician's act) when the dreamer's right palm cupped a feeling of energy (as like "strands of thought woven together to form a cord") which slipped out, up, away from the dreamer's right thumb and forefinger.

That anything *at all* was sensed (as having been "physically touched") was surprising to the mind of the dreamer, and the concept of "false gods" was present in the mind of the dreamer as well, as the dream ended, clarity 9- (due to darkness, otherwise, it would be a 9+, possibly even a 10+ due to the *felt* sensation encountered / contacted with the right hand. The dreamer even took a moment and *looked* at the right hand after the energy had slipped out of it.)

Dolly-mare?
In real life, during the night, I keep my "stupid phone" FM radio app turned on (it uses the earplug wires as the antenna) and set to low volume, so in case I "wake up" at night, or even if barely aware of the music, I'm listening to a Christian music radio station (*usually* K-LOVE or WAY-FM, during the K-LOVE fundraising drive) *just in case* the sound may help affect a more positive dream / life environment (which it seems to work in general!) At any rate, following Turkey Day (Thanksgiving in the USA) K-LOVE (and a few other stations as well) switches to *ALL* Christmas season music. This means that media content from Bing Crosby to Brenda Lee to Johnny Mathis to Karen Carpenter, Frank Sinatra, you-name-it... and I can only *suspect* that some song by Dolly Parton may have been playing, which would explain the following dream segment:

The dreamer was in a fairly white-lit scene (not sunlight, or bright stage lights, but more like simply "white-lit") when there was at least one, possibly two females facing the dreamer, one of whom was Dolly Parton (back *before* she had her breast *reduction* surgery!) and they (or at least she) appeared to be in white outfits (like nurses from the 1950s/'60s) and there was some type of cartoonish zoom-in / blow-out of her bustline. Whether this was meant to be some type of teenager's fantasy or something else is unclear— I'm just logging / journaling the dream, clarity 9-/8+.

Morbid movie:
This one was near dawn, and had something of an "erotic" feel to it, although it was more "morbid" than "erotic," but here's what was dreamt:

The dreamer was in a room with perhaps two or more people standing upright, yet between them and the dreamer's perspective were tables with bodies laid out on them, and some where theoretically dead, while others may have been merely in comas, or deep sleep, nothing was really made clear, although it had a *morbid* feel to the scene, which curiously, had average lighting.

The dreamer had to opportunity to touch one female body's lower leg (below the kneecap) and was sensing the status of the skin, so to speak, thinking it felt more alive than dead, when the dream ended, clarity 9+ originally, but there's been a bit of evaporation since then, bringing it down to around an 8+ at the time of this writing.

Walk along a river-road?
The dreamer was outdoors, walking along some countryside that was basically cleared, like perhaps it may have been pasture land years ago, but was now more like the border area of a town— the area approaching a river, rather than the backside of a town that leads out to {nowhere | elsewhere} on land. There were some houses back in the distance, but the focus of direction / focus of motion was aimed towards the river, whereupon the dreamer discovered {himself?} to be walking *along* a road surface *below* the surface/water level of the creek, as if the roadway may have been a simple, concrete bridge spanning from one side of the river to the other (it being a not-too-wide river) and the dreamer's feet were perhaps 1' or less (maybe even just ankle-deep?) below the surface of the water, when the dream ended, clarity 9+, although there's the possibility that it simply segued immediately into the next scene (some transitional details evaporate as the morning progresses):

Dealing with a devil:
The dreamer was "walking along" a path (*possibly* from the concrete roadway through the river of the previous dream?) when there appeared a reddish-figure (with a "bad attitude" of sorts) who appeared intent upon either bothering or in some way mentally subduing the dreamer. In other words, it was *just as if* {a devil|Satan} were preparing to attack the dreamer, and may have actually come into contact with the dreamer, when the dreamer's mind simply thought: "Resist not evil" and "Love the enemies of you" when there was no longer any devil, and the dreamer was standing alone as the dream immediately ended, clarity: (hellish-to-divine.)

Memo:
The *entirety* of the Bible, of *all* existence, of all Heaven, Earth and hell, *everything* “unlocks” in the teaching of Jesus *Himself* in Matthew 5:44— “Love the enemies of you” aka “Love thine enemies”
(in Arabic: [واما انا فاقول لكم احبوا اعداءكم. باركوا لاعنيكم. احسنوا الى مبغضيكم])
aka 1❤️0 aka “Oneness,” “Wholeness,” “discussingjesus.quora.com/https-www-quora-com-What-are-some-introductory-critical-thinking-short-notes-answer-Richard-Carl-Silk ,” “Salvation,”
just as Key❤️lock, just as Seed❤️earth,
Husband❤️wife, Parents❤️children,
Family❤️culture, Culture❤️society,
Society❤️nation, Nation❤️world,
World❤️God, thus God❤️World, aka John 3:16–17.

(See also: DiscussingJesus.quora.com)

As Parents❤️children, the love just keeps on growing throughout the neighborhood, community, culture, society, and the world in general.

(A few minor segments *may well* have evaporated from closer to wake-up time.)

[Richard Silk]

The dreamer "awoke" as if s/he/it had been sleeping in the field behind Reeves-Rodgers School (to the south) (also behind my childhood home on Scottland Drive, to the west of the location in the longitudinal center of the field) and the dreamer noticed two things: 1) my dog (Ginger) practically also asleep, a few feet to the west, beyond where the feet of the dreamer would have been, if the dreamer were indeed human) and 2) "Cooper," the local Cooper Hawk that glides the skies of this area of town, only Cooper was airborn, perhaps 12'–15' above the visual perspective (camera view) of the dreamer. (I mean, he *could've* been closer to the ground, but the dreamer made no attempt to stand up and measure the distance.) (I say s/he/it because, as the body of the dog was observed asleep nearby, the dreamer *could* have been the Unified consciousness of the Man/dog pair, OR just the dog herself!)

While the dreamer was eyeing the hawk, the hawk was eyeing the dreamer (and likely the sleeping dog as well) and the dreamer was "thinking" to the hawk: "Nah... you really don't want to try nabbing a critter that heavy." (Ginger weighs in the range of 70 lbs.)

The hawk ("Cooper") was practically *stationary* in the sky. Like, *if* there had been a very firm breeze blowing, then a hawk IRL *could* possibly have held such a position, but it really became more of a study in "what is this?" in the mind of the dreamer.

As the dreamer was admiring the hawk's wings, the *image* began to shift, slightly, so that they were more like the fingers of a bat's wing, and had something black-lacy-like looping / draped beneath each wing. (The more metallic-looking, black, finger-like ribs were above the tops of each wing, so at least it *was* symmetrical.)

What happened *next* is what I *think* happened in the dream— the recollection (even at the time of the dream itself!) was less than audible, so this is a guess regarding what *could* have been going on, mentally:

The dreamer may have been thinking: "That's my home right over there that you've been visiting on occasion, lately."

The hawk *may* have been thinking back: "This is my home" and the hawk transitioned into the image of a black tree in the sky, only it became more like a model of a network, as the lines were thin, and radiated outwards from a center of an orb-globe-like shape.

So here's a thought:
Analogously: in a car (or truck) all the lines from the *positive* (+) terminal need to be *isolated* (insulated) so as to prevent shorting out with the body of the car (or truck) which is grounded to the negative (-) terminal (all the metal framework of a vehicle serves as the "ground.")

*WHAT IF* in the spiritual / physical world, *all* content has the + quality of "from God" whereas the (-) ground / negative qualities that connect back to "the dark side" all require specific lines of connectivity?

In other words, "evil" is specifically connected to "evil," whereas *ALL ELSE* is positively revelatory of the + power (existence/reality) of God.

That makes the entirety of existence a *LOT* easier: just like in the subway: "Stay off that 3rd rail!" Yet in "religious" circles, "Lead us NOT INTO temptation, but deliver us FROM evil."

[Richard Silk]

The dream before waking was rather symbolic in various ways, nearly to the point of "cartoonish" in that the dreamer was clearly viewing things that symbolized other things. Hopefully, this will become clearer in the telling:

The dreamer actually was "waking up" (coming into focus) in the bedroom of my youth (as well as recovery) on Scottland Drive, and was saying something aloud, as if responding to a call from out in the kitchen, that *seemed* as if Gina were out there, calling the dreamer, and the dreamer was responding something like, "I'll be right there," then (mostly to himself) "It's [an type of joy] to actually be saying that to my Father, that Gina is actually *here, NOW*"— although the only words there that were heard clearly include: "It's," "Father," and "Gina"—

The curious thing was the mental feeling of thought, swirled as if around a thread, as the dreamer went into what would have been a living/room kitchen, only the entire scene setting changed, so that what was being viewed was something *like* a large sheet of paper, roughly two-thirds the size of a standard poster board, like what you could get at a Wal*Mart or Hobby Lobby, etc.

The drawing was *roughly* that of a house, much like a young school kid would draw: squarish with a door in the front, only it was two stories, and had windows, a chimney and an inverted cone over the top, a bit like an upside-down oil can shape.

The dreamer was asking aloud, "Whose is this?" or possibly "Who drew this?" although the original tone may have been a shade harsher than intended.

There were some young kids around, namely Samanthia ("Sammie," "Pie," the daughter of a previous domestic partner, and friend / nearly step-sister to my son, Charles) and also (I think) Charles, and (possibly) Logan, Landon and Alyssa, although none of the kids were actually focused on, rather that the characters of children were in the background of the dreamer asking aloud about the drawing.

The kids were somewhat shrinking back, as if slightly fearful, but the dreamer restated the question in a kinder tone, similar to: "No one's in any trouble. I just want to know what this is supposed to be?" (as if asking for the artist to provide an interpretation of his or her own drawing.)

Someone (sorry, unclear as to who it was, precisely) outed (identified) the artist as Charles, and the dreamer asked, "OK, but what is it a drawing of?" (Mind you dream questions are typically in the form of a simple thought-expression, but what I'm writing out here is as accurate a translation as I can come to expressing what was being communicated within the dream.)

Someone mentioned *something* like "the Tin Man" in connection with Charles, as if perhaps it was Charles seeing himself *as* the Tin Man (from the Wizard of Oz) and, taking another look at it, the dreamer could see that the column of the chimney had a cover *similar* to that of the Tin Man's oil can.

And yet, the dreamer felt that it was more than just a drawing of the Tin Man, and looking at the drawing, noticed that there were some characters moving into and through the house in the drawing. The characters were like a blend between the style of Charles Schultz (Peanuts / Snoopy / Charlie Brown) and that of the human characters drawn by Stephan Pastis ("Pearls Before Swine") — They moved as if going in through the front door (which was to the viewer's right, facing the drawing) up to the second floor, and then left (from the viewer's perspective) as they were visible through one of the top floor windows.

The dream ended as the dreamer was contemplating the comparison and contrasts between the Tin Man and the life Charles had growing up / has as an adult, and *also* how "Life Father, Like Son" may apply to the overall communication.

[Richard Silk]

The dreamer had a bit of "journeying" throughout the dream world, and all the "segments" seemed to blend in together, all occurring sometime between the crack of dawn and shortly before 9 AM, CDT.

And while I'm a bit uncertain at this later point as to the order in which they occurred, here's something of a narrative put together in an *attempt* to write it out as a single thread:

The dreamer was involved in some type of vehicular traffic (LIKELY based upon watching a James Bond movie involving moving vehicular traffic of various types) only this was limited to some type of land-based travel, such as cars or similar vehicles.

It seems as though the dreamer got to the target destination without too much trouble, and found himself (to be shown later) in something like a local restaurant (or possibly a bar) where the table(s) were accessible from a front aisle as well as with only a half-wall on the other side, like at a Red Lobster, where people could speak to anyone on a table from the other side (which helps the wait staff to see who is in need of service.)

There's a group of guys seated at one table, discussing something of a nature *similar* to that of planning a [power play] or [mutinous-type nature] but the dreamer is standing as if in the position where a waiter would be, in the aisle aside of the table, looking *at* the table of guys (who were planning, possibly jihadists in today's world) when a friend of mine from real life, "RR" (for "Ronnie R") appears on the far side of the table, looking down at the group as if having overheard and now thwarting their plans, or at *least* significantly interrupting their conversation.

RR looks at the dreamer and asks something like, "Are you any part of this?" to which the dreamer makes something like a lower sweep with both arms (and hands) to the left, as if wiping away all that was there (plotters and schemes) before him.

Someone (possibly RR) mentioned, "That's a pretty [{neat | cool | smooth}] move there, Richard," acknowledging that the move (*similar* to that of an Hawian Luau move) indicated an absolute answer in just a sweep of the arms. And while that segment had a clarity of around 9-, there were/are more elements to the dream, wherein the dreamer is dealing with a suit of clothes (or possibly things that go into pockets) and as *nearly all* of that has evaporated, it only had/has a clarity rating of around 8--.

There's another segment wherein the dreamer is "checking out" / surveying / looking around the outside of a *very* non-descript building, roughly 2 stories (maybe 2½) and was viewed as from one (right, closest) corner such that the leftward measurement of the building was basically obscure, but the dreamer *thought* that it was supposed to be a Wal*Mart building, of about the size of a Kroger's (the smaller buildings, back before they moved into much larger malls.)

What's more, the *outside* of the building was *almost uniformly* medium-dark brown, like the color of mud or possibly wood. It actually had something of a "camouflage" appearance to it, like it was being disguised / decoarated so as to "blend in" with the more jungle-like background of the building.

The dreamer went around the (front right) corner of the building, looking for an entrance, and having *some* type of discussion with *someone* (or perhaps with "the female mind" of my late cousin, Linda, or possibly her -living- sister, Sharon) regarding "Sweeny Todd" or *something* to do with the nature of the exterior of the building being artfully decorated (sort of like an urban Christo or something— christojeanneclaude.net) and noticed that the area where the front (corner) doors *might* have been had a somewhat different, beige-like color to them (like a darker shade of ivory) and, as the dreamer got closer to the building, could actually see the vines & leaves contoured shaping of the exterior wall / paint.

At any rate, the dreamer imagined that the somewhat ivory-colored zone *might* have been there to indicate the doors, went forward and *opened* the door into the building, and saw (for a brief instant) the contents of the interior, much like taking a glimpse into a Wal*Mart, and seeing the rows and shelves of merchandise. However, the dream ended *just* at that point, clarity 9-ish. (The artistic exterior / disguise of the building really threw / throws a "variable" at trying to put a clarity rating to the dream.)

That's all for now— I'm *fairly certain* there was a bit more, and it was all *relatively* well-retained after waking, however, the time between waking and writing (it's now after 12 noon, CDT) allows for a significant amount of "evaporation" of the details of any given dream. Sometimes I think I may wait awhile so as to *reduce* the amount of detail being shared in this journal / post.