Earlier this week I awoke uneasy after an unusual dream, feeling my human weaknesses and limitations. I had a dream of an inability to hear and an inability to get something articulated properly. It sometimes happens to me that in a noisy room, or when I am talking on my cell phone on the street, I sometimes cannot here the person I am talking to. Efforts to get the person to speak louder or otherwise make it easier to here are sometimes frustrating, making me identify with my brother Thomas, and my sister Ellie who are both deaf. In this dream I was in a meeting where people were voting to undo something I had done. Three statements were made, the third a garbled low volume mumbling collectively by all those present, with the result that my prior actions were voted down. Believing I had right to hear what was said I demanded several times for it to be repeated, but only heard more low tone mumbles. I felt isolat...
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