Give me the judgment of balanced minds in preference to laws every time.
Codes and manuals create patterned behavior.
All patterned behavior tends to go unquestioned, gathering destructive momentum.
Remember the seven cardinal sins?
You’re given the serious task of adding a new one to the list — another trait or behavior you find particularly unacceptable, for whatever reason.
What’s sin #8 for you? Why?
(Hat tip to 99 Problems and Done for suggesting a deadly sin-themed prompt!)
And this is my response:
Because imbalance (inequality) is probably the biggest single overall problem and danger with and to our world, especially within humanity, because imbalance (inequality) is usually not good and not safe and is usually dangerous (whether we are talking about our bodies, minds, nature, society, et cetera).
So making imbalance (inequality) a sin, and promoting balance (equality) instead would probably be a good overall idea for the entire world (not just humans).
The first dream took place during the day in a fictional place where I was near a fictional pond/lake in a neighborhood that has been in a few of my past dreams (this neighborhood somewhat reminds me of a neighborhood in the city of D where Mr. W who does our taxes lives) and I think that I went to a hospital with my brother GC and my mom or they took me to a hospital when I collapsed/lost consciousness, and I woke up in a hospital room in a bed with an IV needle in my arm wearing a hospital gown/whatever.
My mom, my brother GC, some female nurses with dark brownish colored skin with blackish colored hair, and maybe a female doctor explained what happened to me; and they said that my blood count/level was low and that I had a sickness (which probably decreased my blood count/level) so that is why I collapsed/lost consciousness, and they said that it was nothing serious and that I would be okay/would recover.
They were still running some tests and they wanted me to stay at the hospital for one or two days to rest, eat, drink, get treatment, et cetera until my blood count/level gets high enough again; and they were very nice to me, I remember wondering if my blood level/count was also a bit low because I donated blood recently, but I woke up before I could tell them this.
The second dream took place during either early in the morning when it is still a bit dark or during the evening and the actor Gael García Bernal was following a male friend of his to a mansion owned by a rich man with whitish colored skin in a nice quiet neighborhood for a meeting, but he had no idea what the meeting was about and he did not know the rich man.
The mansion was possibly a tall one-story house but I am not sure and I remember the rich man walking them through his house to a room where they were going to have the meeting and some how I was there, and Mr. Gael was uncomfortable/afraid because he feared that the meeting was about something illegal and that the rich man was involved in illegal activities; and I was a bit worried about this as well.
The rich man walked us to the back of his house where there was a small mostly empty living room/family room-like room with light-colored carpet where the walls were mostly windows with a good view of the small front or back yard, the street, the sidewalks, and some of his neighbors’ houses; and there were very tall light-colored blinds that only gave a bit of privacy, but they were mostly open so I had a good view of the outside and I could see the lights on inside some of his neighbors’ houses.
Connected to this room was a hallway with doors on the left and right side of the hallway and the rich man led us to one of the rooms for the meeting, but only Mr. Gael’s friend and the rich man entered the room because Mr. Gael and I were not comfortable and we did not want to be involved with whatever the meeting was about; and I remember Mr. Gael looking/acting very nervous as we waited in the living/family-like room, and he was ready to leave and so was I but I wanted to spend more time inside the house and spend more time enjoying the view to the outside.
A few people (mostly women) came to the mansion to party, one of them was my former female classmate AM and two of them were obese women about her size with whitish colored skin with medium-dark colored skin, and I remember trying to close the curtains for more privacy because it seemed that some of the neighbors were probably watching from their windows; and I remember someone asking me which of the women looked the most attractive to me, but I woke up.
The third/last dream started during the day inside my parents’ house and my brother GC and my mom and I were there, and I walked to a fictional version of the area behind my aunt JE’s house where there was a fictional small/shallow body of water/river/whatever with a small wooden walking bridge that went over it to try to catch a snake; and one of my brothers followed me.
Almost near the end of the bridge was a tree and when I walked past it near the end of the bridge I was about to turn around when I noticed a small snake under the water so I found a small broken tree limb so that I could try to use it to get the snake out of the water, but then I started to realize that the snake was probably poisonous and that the tree limb was too short so it would probably bite me; and I realized that I almost missed the snake, and so I started to fear that there were more snakes in the area that I missed.
I possibly saw another snake that I did not see earlier and I started to get afraid so I started to lose my equilibrium/balance and I got dizzy, I slowly and cautiously walked to lean against the tree to stop myself from falling, and I feared that snakes would appear on the bridge and that I would be trapped; and so I warned my brother to stay back, and I tried to calm myself down enough to where my equilibrium/balance would return enough for me to walk without falling into the water.
I calmed myself down enough to walk and so I slowly walked back across the bridge looking around for snakes so that I could avoid them, but that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.
At the end of the dream I was inside a multi-story building on an upper floor, the walls/ceiling/floor were a brownish color, and I was inside a narrow rectangular shaped room with windows on the left side of the wall with a nice view to the outside with several other people; and I was on a computer editing tags on my blog and/or somewhere else while listening to other people talk, and talking to them.
One of the people mentioned that one of their family members worked at a factory that made TV/frozen dinners or something like that, they had the packaging of one of these TV/frozen dinners taped to the window in front of me, and written/drawn on it was the name of their family member (who was a man with whitish colored skin) with an image of corn/mashed potatoes/and a ground beef patty or meat loaf with gravy with the corn circled with text saying that their family member made the recipe for the corn or something like that.
At some point some people/college students came to tell us that it was time to eat down stairs so we walked downstairs to got eat, there was a line of people/college students in the hallway waiting to get their food/drinks from a small/narrow windowless room, and at some point I made it inside the room but I did not have a plate; and the plates were outside in the hallway, which I did not know at first, and so I was going to have to lose my place in line to go get a plate.
Some of my former classmates were there and my former male classmate MT was watching me, he made a joke about my situation and him and his friends smiled and laughed at me, and I said something to them; and then I walked into the hallway to get a plate, but I woke up.