2022/10/11 Tuesday: Playing with the Cherubim?

[Richard Silk]

Playing with the Cherubim?

The dreamer had gone into a classroom on a second floor (possibly 3rd? *definitely* above the ground floor) and was seated near the back right on the back row (there were at least 2, maybe 3 rows ahead of where the dreamer sat.) There was at least one other seat to the dreamer's right, and it was occupied by Candace Owens, which somewhat surprised the dreamer to see her there.

The class itself was apparently some gathering of students of night classes at the school, and there was a list of names being called out (apparently in last name alphabetical order) of those whose classes had been reassigned (likely for a time or date change, or improper registration, class cancellation, you name it) and if the person's name had been called, one was to get up and go get one's new assignment.

So while "the roll was being called up yonder," so to speak, the dreamer leaned over to Candace to ask what her class was in, and she showed him something like a card with "Television and Broadcasting" neatly typed on it. The actual text was a bit more involved, but "Television" was clearly visible, almost as if the letters themselves were illuminated. The dreamer was contemplating asking her, provided he'd not been reassigned, if he could possibly sit in with her and "monitor" her class, as the field seemed interesting, but he never actually asked her this in the dream, but merely contemplated asking her about it.

At any rate, some students (people, not necessarily of a specific age, but even so, the dreamer didn't feel "out of place," as my personally being 61 at the time of this writing would feel slightly awkward in a room of college age students) began exiting, not by the door, but by a window along the wall to the right behind the dreamer (where a door would normally have been in the back right of the room, with respect to how the chair-desks were facing.)

Candace had gotten up to leave, even though the dreamer had not heard her name being called, thus dreamer had (as well as heard) some idea that perhaps as the names were being called alphabetically, if one's name were skipped, one could simply leave. The list of names had apparently passed beyond the dreamer's last name (mine is obviously "Silk" in real life (IRL) but the dreamer was not specifically listening for that specific name) and as Candace had just "left the building" via that "rear window," the dreamer wanted to try to "catch up with her" to discuss the possibility of "sitting in on" her course of study (Television & Broadcasting) so he went to the rear window to exit as well (*facing* the wall from inside the room, this would have been on the far left of the wall, exiting to the courtyard outside and about 20'–40' (?) below) to find that the way to the courtyard / ground floor was constructed of a kind of slide, about 18" to 2½' wide, slightly bluish-gray in color, *maybe* of ½" thickness, with 1" side rails coming up on either side, and although it was primarily a gentle curve, outward and downward to the right, there was also a short left curve about half-way down that apparently dumped into thin air, as if a person sliding down deliberately chose to make a left turn at that point would've exited into thin air, halfway between the upper room and the ground floor.

Regardless, the dreamer was hoping to catch up with Candace for a chat just to see what the possibilities (if any) might involve, but there were these (two or three) small children (possibly barely older than toddlers, wearing only diapers?) at work *dismantling* the slide as if it were made of large, perfectly interlocking plastic puzzle pieces (such that the slide appeared perfectly solid, otherwise) *starting from just outside the window* as if gravity were not any kind of concept, and in fact, the idea of gravity never even entered the dreamer's mind, just that the slide was being dismantled, and the dreamer wanted to get down to the ground before too much of it had been removed.

One of the "cherubim" (what else could they have been?) was taking the pieces apart and handing them to the other. (While it's unclear as to where the 3rd was located, I *think* s/he/it may have been near the bottom, sort of as a helper for those coming off the slide, if necessary.) Again, remember, this disassembly process was taking place *outside* the wall of the upper floor window, and *without* the benefit of any type of scaffolding.

The dreamer recognized that there was a small enough gap that it was possible to simply maneuver over the gap and get onto the slide, and enjoyed the slide down to the ground.

Upon landing, there was that childhood pleasure from sliding that prompted the dreamer to say aloud (possibly to a cherubim at the ground level) "That was fun! It's been a long time since I've enjoyed a good slide!" and even started back toward the building, as if to get another slide in before moving on, *except* that there was no door— only a solid, white wall.

This sudden development-realization (of there being no entrance back into the upper room) was so unexpected that the dreamer actually stopped in place (and I awoke.) Clarity 9+/10- (The only thing really different from "real life" and the dream itself, aside from the cherubim working outside the 2nd floor without scaffolding, is that I awoke from the dream.)

Now this is being written in the early mid-morning, between ~9:30 AM and the time of posting, so whether or not this has anything to do with what may occur later in the day is as of yet unknown / has yet to come to pass.

However, IF this is an analogy-type dream (which seems *very* likely) of all that has occurred in my life to date, played out as a brief 30 second dream (if that much— Maybe 10–15 seconds?) then there is a LOT of room for analysis, such as the concept of [as above so below] with the opportunity to *change* one's plans "while above" or even on the way down, via that left turn in the slide that curved directly out into mid air (which possibly indicated marriage???)

The "cherubim" could simply represent some of the choices one has made in one's *early* life along the way.

The "upper room" in the "white tower" (building, such as it was) could easily represent something as abstract (or as real) as the "heaven within the mind," during which choices / decisions are made, often with *very* little time actually spent in analyzing such choices. For example, the idea of following Candace in order to investigate the possibility of something media-related is something I *may* have to get into *after* getting my book finished and ready for release / promotion. (There's a rough draft out there already, but it is NOT being promoted at this time.) And yet, all this would have to take place *within* the framework of my overall objective, to marry Gina (and make a life for us of some sort.)