HourGlass

Wow! I ran across your description of your sister's vision on another thread tonight and really related to it. The insatiable desire for knowledge, it being like a wall in which the self is tumbling, the pressure of it all building up like a dam holding back water. I felt that so personally. Thanks for sharing it. What a powerful image.

It reminded me of the poet William Butler Yeat's "A Vision". I read that book for months year ago trying to figure it out. It was a system, almost astrological, but much more original (and received in a vision), based on two rotating gyres or cones, one pointing up and another down and inside the other. Here's a link that describes it:
[link to www.yeatsvision.com]

It also reminds me of the central idea in Eloise Franco's "Journey to a Strange Land". In her drawing of the system she is revealing, there are two triangles, one pointed up and the other down, making the hourglass shape, and Love moves the energy upward and Will moves it downward.

It also reminded me of me, as I said. I could be in the same situation as you were in your sister's vision.

MANTIS


I'll go over it briefly. In all my experiences, I do not remember most of the experience. Sucks. I want to get some regressive hypno done, but don't have any money. :(

Extremely gentle. Very 'motherly' in nature. Timid. Mantis only comes individually. I've never had an experience where 2 Mantis were there, unless it occurred in the parts i don't remember. Which is quite probable.

It is a 'she'. The 'feeling' she emotes is totally different from Grays. I know why people are scared of Grays, and think they are bad...but, they aren't, they are just much different than us.

She seems to show me a lot of things...fuck, this is going to sound weird. I think it was the second time she came, I remember her showing me how 'they' dematerialize. I went through the process as well. It was a 'field' of some sort...like a field of energy. I remember putting my hand in first, and seeing my fingers just...disperse into millions of colorful miniscule spheres after they passed through. It felt REALLY good too...like a euphoric energy.

The last time she came was about 9 months ago now. I was awake when she manifested into the room beside me. God, the experiences are so awe-inspiring. NOTHING I have ever lived through comes remotely close to it. Anyway, there she is beside my bed. I couldn't move real good. I wanted to touch her, to feel her. The experience is like half dream, half real...so I wanted to touch her...feel her physically. I asked to touch her, but I said it in my head, and I didn't know how to 'say' it. So, I made an image in my head of 'touch'.

lmao, so she reached over and tapped me on the chest, above the heart, 3 times. Fucking so exciting...I wish to God I could explain the feeling of interaction like this...I kind of laughed to myself and put an image in my head of ME touching HER.

Suddenly I knew I could move my right arm. So, she bent over and I reached up and touched her shoulder. I slid my hand all the way down her arm! Real slow...soaking the feeling of it in, trying with all my heart to make sure I wouldn't forget how she feels.

Then, I made it to her hand. I HELD HER HAND! I held a fucking alien's hand!

Then, she 'told' me (no words were spoken, I just 'knew') to lay back. And the most incredible, euphoric, indescribable, sexual energy just blossomed inside of me. It was so incredible, I don't know if it lasted seconds or hours. I knew it was some type of 'bonding' that was taking place. She trusted me enough to touch her. She KNEW I wouldn't hurt her, and when I didn't and had no desire to hurt her in any way, she created some type of bond with me. Not only had I passed a test, but she had too!

Damn, I got to rambling didn't I. This is the most I have ever written on this experience. whew...

Affecting quantum coupling in the sub-nanometer range, this is the stuff of the Archon interface.

They're grasping for straws in this thread:
[link to www.godlikeproductions.com]

It's the 'ghost' in the machine...




Ever see the movie The Adventures of Buckaroo Banzai Across the 8th Dimension?

[link to en.wikipedia.org]

Read the plot, better yet watch the movie - very telling.

Hey Dude. I'll check it out.

Archon interfacing huh? I never read that thread...guess I'll browse through it.

I think a cycle...a circuit, was completed last night. I know it was for me.

Everything can seem so complex at times, but when you manifest in separate aspects, and experience the convergence points, you end up noticing how the gears fit. The convergence points can be likened to where the multidimensional gears 'touch' and cause movement across the system.

We fly through life, heading our various directions and destinies, and eventually come across a convergence point...another wheel in the cog, and actions or individual events are undertaken that may seem small, minor, or insignificant, until you experience yourself as other manifestations. A door opened, a door closed, a window left unlocked, at just the right moment changes the course of events in the cog.

Imagine, a massive system of overlying and entangled destinies, of life, events, organizations, spirits, and species...all entangled in a myopic quantum soup of relationship...and One not 'seeing' where the cogs touch, where that door should be left opened, a window unlocked...but having experienced the original cog, the original relationship, and existing as a separate entity and KNOWING when exactly to leave a door open, because it was Him that had needed that door opened in a previous incarnation and something had left that door opened...which is He in a soon to come incarnation.

How would someone...how would a nobody prepare his current incarnation and have all His bases covered without even thinking about it? Because He is incarnate in separate entities in different places outside of Time, but all active and current in THIS time.

A cycle was completed last night. A circuit. A beginning, and an end. All played out in the non-material, in different minds and incarnations, played out in the same time, but different places in time...different minds, ALL converging at the quantum moment of manifestation into the single universe of the material.

I played it all out last night. It is a single looong dream, that I played out in multiple incarnations. It was a re-occurring dream, that I never noticed was played by myself as many different actors.

Last night, I was the final actor...the final piece, the one that joined all the other actors into one event. All the gears and cogs were finally set in place. All the actors were in their places. All the time signatures and individual events were placed, and the final piece...the final actor, played out the dream and opened and closed all the correct events for the final actor to reach his full manifestation.

Again, this was not just a reoccurring dream, but I played many different actors at different times throughout the years of my life. Last night, though I did not know it until the end, I played the final actor.

Going from nothing...to everything.

At the end of the experience, I found myself in a spherical room, with all these different events playing outside the sphere...ALL the different events, it was merely just a focusing on which event I wanted to experience, to view it.

Inside the sphere was my family...they looked like my present family, but somehow they weren't. The last memory was of my father. I looked into his face. Into his eyes, and he drew me into his seeing orb. At first, the pupil of his eye was blurry, unfocused, but I was able to use the same 'power', the same force I had used to complete the multi-faceted dream...and focus his pupil into clarity. Once that was done, I was pulled into our Father's mind through His eYe, and was inverted into His dreams.

December 2010

At a certain point, I decided to ‘travel’. I float about 3-4 feet off the sandy beach, at night. The lighting is as if there are torches lit…a dull, wavering orange-ish light…or maybe like a beach bonfire under full moon. I spread my arms out and lean forward against a slight breeze, and I lift up into the night. I just go with it, having it take me wherever it chooses, leaving my mind empty of intention.

I begin to see where I am heading. It is a darker spot in the night sky…no stars…no moon…a black hole in the air above me. There are feelings always associated with this type of experience, and anxiety spreads its wings in my soul. So, I am going to the dark spaces. I don’t know where or what I will experience, but I have been to these places many, many times. They are not fun, but can be incredibly enlightening to the soul…

When I pierce through the black whole in the dark sky, there is a shift. It feels as if pressure has swallowed me completely, and I ‘turn’ upside down, falling fast and faster ‘down’. Vast areas like dark plains are coming up to meet me. On the black plains there are white holes, my perception sees them as the size of a quarter between my fingers of my outstretched arm. There are perhaps 3 or 4 white holes, and they vibrate…I choose one of them and head towards it. Everything is shaking until I ‘lock-on’ to it. It is like I must match vibration frequency, and then the desired hole stops vibrating and swallows me into it.

I keep going down. I know that the further down I go, the ‘darker’ the experience. I repeated the above experience, dropping down through a white hole to find myself still falling towards another layer of blackness with other vibrating white holes. Match vibrations and pulled through…until there is only one white hole in the blackness…sink through that one…I am laying in a small cramped space.

The space is about 2 feet high, about 6x6. There is a small dingy light on the ceiling (where I entered). It looks like I am underground, the walls, floor, ceiling made of dirt. This is how many of these dark places are like. They are claustrophobic, dirty and uncomfortable as there are ‘feelings’ associated with the places. It is as if the ‘place’ has emotions. This one…despair, no way out, etc. And, to top it off, it has dirty brown bugs crawling around in here with me. The ugly nasty things are about the size of a baseball glove. They notice me and begin crawling on me. I can feel the spindly legs gripping me, and an occasional bite. I can’t brush them off because there is not enough room.

I HATE this. It is horrible. The entire experience is like a worst nightmare. I am completely lucid, so I can easily wake up if I want. So, it is a decision that seems crazy…do I wake up, or keep going?

Fuck it.

There is another dingy light to my left a couple feet ahead of me. I crawl towards it, and go in it.

…and enter an identical place, but the light is in a different area. More of these nasty bugs, on the ceiling and walls. I crawl towards another light which takes me a few minutes. Go through it.

Again…again…

I don’t know how many times, but one time I notice something different. There is a dirty cloth curtain that I hadn’t seen before…maybe it was behind me the entire time. I turn around and crawl through it. It is like a partition to an even smaller dirty hole that I cannot fit completely in. Straight ahead of me is another curtain. To the left is a mirror. The mirror is unfocused, so I crawl very close to it and look at myself. Holy shit!

There are these bugs crawling all over me. I can feel them, but seeing them on me makes it a thousand times worse. There are huge bleeding swells on me where the critters have bitten and scratched me. I can feel them moving over me. My face is disfigured because of the bugs. Dirty, black and blue, swollen, bumps…I am close to panicking now. Fear is about to take over. It’s not worth going through this! And for what?! What the fuck am I doing!?

Seeing myself start to panic, makes me calm down, and I stare into the mirror. There is a critter on my hand. I want to shake it off, but there isn’t enough room. I bring my hand forward in front of my face and grab the thing with my other hand to try and pull it off. I can feel its legs, like a giant cockroach, clinging strongly to my hand. This…fucking…sucks…

I finally am able to pull it off, but I don’t have any where to put it. Straight in front of me is the mirror…the only place I can put it is…inside the mirror. My thoughts have calmed down. There was never any ‘fear’, but immense discomfort. I study the thing, wondering what it is, while putting it ‘into’ the mirror. As soon as it touches the mirror, it transforms.

A green tree frog. I laugh and smile…and grab another inset off of me…and touch it to the mirror…another beautiful green tree frog. I transform all the insects in my little dirty hole. It is beautiful…the frogs are transforming the entire place. The feelings of the place are changing, the colors, everything. They are going through it all, hopping everywhere, changing everything.

It is beautiful…I push through the other curtain and see yet another light...and go through it. Movement, vibrations…off to another place…

bumping this cause I'm only on page 3! lol This is an amazing thread. Will read the rest later tonight after dinner ;)

December 23, 2012

I had an amazing dream journey last night. Loved it. These are beyond words, but it was about myself and a female ascending together. It took place in a highly advanced technological place that was shaped like a dark multifaceted smoke mirrored color, shifting paneled nested eggs. In the center of the eggs were a dark interior with greyish smoke colored glass panels and sitting arrangements and buttons, etc. When I would escape one of these by 'pushing' myself through its walls like a membrane, I would find myself traveling through a darkness with the same ambient light. I would eventually find myself in another egg shaped construct and start all over. After many of these I finally decided to change my pattern, and decided to go straight up, spiraling through the darkness, these metal organic eggs shining darkly within the ambient light passing by in the vast distance, along with other similar organic tech structures. Finally, I found her, and there was also a 'clone' of me that wasn't really there, but was. The three of us were racing upwards, with the clone like a shadow, trying to be the first to ascend out. The female and I realized we would never reach the end if we didn't hold hands and 'exit' at the same exact time. So, we, all three of us including my shadow clone, clasped our hands together and...light.

12/24/12

I had an amazing dream journey last night. Loved it. These are beyond words, but it was about myself and a female ascending together. It took place in a highly advanced technological place that was shaped like a dark multifaceted smoke mirrored color, shifting paneled nested eggs. In the center of the eggs were a dark interior with greyish smoke colored glass panels and sitting arrangements and buttons, etc. When I would escape one of these by 'pushing' myself through its walls like a membrane, I would find myself traveling through a darkness with the same ambient light. I would eventually find myself in another egg shaped construct and start all over. After many of these I finally decided to change my pattern, and decided to go straight up, spiraling through the darkness, these metal organic eggs shining darkly within the ambient light passing by in the vast distance, along with other similar organic tech structures. Finally, I found her, and there was also a 'clone' of me that wasn't really there, but was. The three of us were racing upwards, with the clone like a shadow, trying to be the first to ascend out. The female and I realized we would never reach the end if we didn't hold hands and 'exit' at the same exact time. So, we, all three of us including my shadow clone, clasped our hands together and...light.

Then, in the early hours, I dreamed of a freight train wreck. One train plowed into another perpendicularly.

This thread was amazing to read and picture it in my mind.
Thanks :)

Glad you liked it Kael. Had a really cool lucid dream last night as well. Just about every night I have them.

I also dream each night (if i get some sleep). Sometimes i can't sleep at all. I'm working towards lucidity and OBE's.

I want to explore this:

And other places :)

There are places out there that are indescribable.

Or 'in' there.

If we really think about it there is no inside or outside, there is only consciousness.



Peace is a lie, there is only passion.
Through passion, I gain strength.
Through strength, I gain power.
Through power, I gain victory.
Through victory, my chains are broken.
The Force shall free me.

When I was confronted with my Cthulhu...I don't like discussing this because discussing it makes it seem like I think it is wholly 'real'. I do not, though I can except it if it were, or if it weren't. In other words, it doesn't matter to me if it was an actual encounter, or my own mind creating the illusion of encounter. The end result to me is the same, and eventually is of no consequence, as I am what I am.

OK, my disclaimer is over. lol

When I was confronted with a Cthulhu type thought form/experience, it was of black tentacles...ah, I want to tell the details, but I will be brief just so there is an atmosphere.

My consciousness was above a dark land, lit with a silver light across the landscape. It had been a long time of lucidity, perhaps 5 hours or so dream time, and I was growing bored. I wondered if the dark places exist in all places, and thought of going down under the earth, where I was always pulled by something beyond my control when I tried to 'ascend' into the sky.

The landscape was of rolling hills and sparse trees, silver and dark blue...and black the only colors. As if monochrome with the inclusion of blue.

I was bored. Again, I wondered if the dark places are within everything while I gazed floating above this amazing landscape. So I tested it, and drove myself deep through the snows, deep into darkness, into the earth.

I found myself in a small cavern, ceiling perhaps 12 feet high, dirt and rocky walls as if natural. The black tentacles immediately swarmed over me, most generally the thickness of my arm, though they all varied. The feelings are palpable, of darkness, of smothering, of heightened fear that is not only emotional, but physical as well. These are times when I say, that to subject someone to these dual...saturating feelings of...of...palpable massive feelings is just fucking wrong. Even if it is myself creating it in my mind.

I used to know exactly what happened, but I never wrote it down. I had manifested light as a type of weapon, though the word weapon is inaccurate, but I do not feel like defining why.

I wielded light. I used it as protection, but it was offensive as well. Or, maybe I was offensive when the tentacles en-wrapped me. So I used my protection offensively to...man this is hard to describe. I used my protection and projected it outward to give me room in my thoughts to 'work'. Then, I welled up a vast intention that is formed not of words, but of images. I imaged the my light saturating the entire cavern, embedding into everything, including the 'air' and radiating out as far as it would go, but only superficially, not 'interior'. The fucker would not let me leave, not by tentacles, but by its own intention.

But, I decided to not manifest my intention, I merely showed an image of it within me, without me, to show 'it' what I was going to do if it continued 'attacking' me. I was welcoming it to interact with me, but the moment it intruded upon/inside me, then I would release the intention.

LMAO! It changed immediately into a beautiful woman. The woman manifested about 15 feet away from me, and was crying, and merely wanted to be held, wanted comfort, wanted to get inside of me.

I do not believe in the 'God' most people do, but I pulled hard on God, drawing it in. I did not intention Source, or IT, or the like, but drew on the concept of a brilliant god...that was light and was part of me.

Fucker went insane, lmao! It was similar to a stalemate just by it not wanting to manifest my intention. I pushed my intention into it, without manifesting my intention, just to get him it to let go without destroying it. It's...thoughts receded, though it still existed in front of me, as a fine ass blond female that turned from pretend sorrow and anguish, to obscene raging anger.

I stared, as calm as you could imagine, and pulled my thoughts out.

SHIT! I told you guys another one of my experiences that I keep inside. lol Oh well.

2007 I mastered lucid dreaming. Fully. I had them nearly every night and could stay in them as long as I wanted without being pulled awake.

I began spiritual practices in my dreams. I began reading Tibetan Yogas of Dream and Sleep, and mastered all of the techniques in less than two weeks, which normally took the monks an entire lifetime to master, or 'lifetimes'. Meditation, intentions, learning how to 'change' energy, viewing and sometimes experiencing parts of myself before I was human, mirror scrying inside dreams, astral travel, creating 'light' that I could use as a tool, experiments in how electricity and magnetism are formed (as well as charge), viewing the solar system from afar to figure where we are in relation to the fluff, etc, etc. All of which were entirely accurate.

As all the above was going on, I had visitations of Greys and Mantis ET. Greys at first, on Dec 21 and 23. Eventually they completely stopped coming and I was being visited by a Mantis type ET. With that relationship, it was as if a bond was being created. Impossible to describe energy exchanges etc.

This is all occurring between 2007-2011. I think the last time I was visited was late 2010.

Still during all of this, I was advancing powerfully in the dream state. I began creating stuff over there, and raising myself into higher astral states, and even higher places (don't know what to call them). Then, one night when I was trying to raise myself (making myself vibrate faster), I was pulled down. I call the places I was forced down into, the dark places. The imagination cannot conceive of what I went through down there for the couple years I was being pulled down. Eventually, I master light energy while down there, and began bringing light to all the dark places, which lit me up like a beacon, and the nasties would come.

Long story short, I ended up freeing souls down there, and dissolving massive layers of the lower astral through the gift of light energy, and sneakiness. I would get pulled down, and instead of fighting to get back into the light areas, I decided to imbue entire areas with light, including any entity down there that violated my free will (attacked me). God, I can still see the layers disintegrating into gold sparks of light, massive. I began letting entities take me, and I would block out all energy signatures that would normally radiate out. They would bring me to places of...of dark power. Once I was in certain areas, I would release my energy, like exhaling. plant my feet, and clear my mind, and draw in energy. Entities would begin attacking. I was a magnet. I learned to divide my...intentions and keep multiple intentions/consciousnesses active at the same time. So as I continued drawing in energy, I was 'removing' the attacking entities. Then, big nasties would come, as if they were the owners/guardians of particular areas in the dark places. They are a pain in the ass! I directed the energies straight down through me in one large 'punch' like release, with an intent to ripple out and spread once it hit the 'ground'. I would tear down entire areas this way.

(Shit, this was supposed to be short)

Anyway, I was going through this all in the 7 year span that is just now finishing. My wife and I lost everything because of the economy tanking in 2008. Lost the house, eventually the cars, our life savings dwindled into the negative.

I was immensely depressed. I was conscious 24/7. Even in my sleep I was fully conscious! For about 3-4 years straight, nearly every single night.

I couldn't find a way to release. Finally, when I did it was already the first month or two of 2012. Finally I had some respite. Now, in 2013, I finally have a semblance of peace that I have never felt before. (I have never felt peace in my entire life).

OK, that was the 'short' version, lol. There is so much more. I have more memories of the other side than I do of waking reality. Imagine that...I have lived many lifetimes in this one.

March 17, 2013
Last night was a perfect example of why I have more memories of the other side than I do of waking memory. Trying to find a sequence of which part I had first is difficult, as if one occurs within the other one, but they are separate experiences/visions whatever you want to call them.

I’ll start with the first that comes to mind. I was up in Maine on my family’s property, camping in a pop up camper with my twin brother. Oh! As I write this another memory came in that preceded this one. Good, the sequence is revealing itself now.

I was sitting on a park type bench with my mother, brother, and one my best friends, Greg. It was very dark out. We were just talking about whatever when I had a large, large beetle land on my back. I tried to remain calm as I could feel it moving up my back. I asked Greg to remove it and it was a pure black beetle with large mandibles a little bigger than the size of an open hand.

We went into the camper to sleep. Greg went elsewhere, it was just my twin brother and I. Laying there going to sleep, I began having dreams inside this dream. When I awoke out of one, I couldn’t believe how dark everything had become. I had a slight flushed feeling that I get when the ET’s are about to visit. I remember looking out the screen enclosure waiting for them to show up, and I was very much on edge.

I stepped out of the camper and walked down towards the beach of the bay the property sits in front of. At that time I saw 5 orbs swirling in the distance coming straight at me. The orbs had a central bright light about the size of a basketball that was opaque, with a surrounding nimbus of light which made the sphere’s diameter about 6 feet.
I stood there waiting as they came closer and closer, starting high in the atmosphere, coming down at an angle to level off about 4 feet above the ground. They were moving about 20 mph and heading straight towards me. I braced myself for impact by using my lucid dream technique of pulling all my energy into a compact sphere around me where nothing comes in and nothing goes out. The first one hit me. I was thinking it was going to send me flying, but the opposite happened, the orb rebounded and shot off, the remaining 4 following it.

I thought that must have been what I was feeling, the orbs not ET, so I went back to the camper…where two Greys were waiting for me. I have learned that sometimes in these types of dreams that instead of them taking initiative, I take initiative thought it scares the living hell out of me to do so. It is one of the most frightening things I have to do. So, I picked up the first one that was just outside the pop-up door. The other was actually inside the pop-up camper, which I had yet to see. When I picked the Gray up it was fully started, I told him, “I love you guys,” smiling my best behind a tsunami of fear. It changed shape. I set it down and turned to go into the pop-up. When I pulled the door open, it was pulled shut. I did it again and that is when I saw the head of the other Gray looking at me. Fear washed over me all brand new. I pulled the door again to open it, and it pulled it shut.

I walked away.

Transition. I found myself on a beach type setting on a massive cliff made of sand and dunes, not rocky. I decided to have fun, so I leaped off the edge into the night, seeing the sand/water below rushing up to meet me. At that point I remembered that I was going to try and go into the lower astral to see if the astral layers were still there. I plunged through the sand and small layer of water with the intent that once I penetrated the sand and water layer I would be in the astral heading down through layers.
Perfect. I broke through into an astral plain. It was dark as it always is. More chaotic shapes and forms rushed passed me. They were without any type of energy signatures, which is unusual. Normally at this initial point a rush of anxiety will flow through me. The view of my surroundings was extremely limited to perhaps only six feet. It was difficult to hold on to the astral as it seemed like a force was trying to push me back out, so I concentrated on my outstretched arms and nothing else but the movement down into the depths.

As I have experienced before, I punched through that layer and entered another plain. This was familiar, yet it was if the colors were mostly washed away. It is very dark with a single layer of geometric shapes that glow like landscape stretching out to infinity along the x-axis. There is no curvature here as you would see with earth. I knew that once I punched through this layer, I would get into the meat of the lower astral. I still felt this push against me, not wanting me to go down further. I did the opposite and ‘pulled’ myself down through the layer of symbols.

WTF. Totally different than it usually is. First thing I immediately noticed was there was no energy signature of fear that ALWAYS accompanied these places before. Then, I noticed the surroundings, and it was like being within a massive sandstorm, but the sand being more like static, incredibly dark with streaks of dark grey flashing by. Winds buffeting, visibility almost nil. The wind was running horizontal yet I was being pulled out. I was facing head down, feet up when I made the entrance and it literally was pulling me back out feet first. I felt something flash past me that had an energy signature. A slight fear but more of a running to get away from something that it could never outrun. I saw legs and feet pumping. I immediately opened myself up like a flower and wrapped this entire entity up, folding myself together so the entity was enclosed within my embrace, and then I sealed it. Opening myself up like that, well, I knew I was going to get pulled out immediately. Sure enough, my package and I streamed back up through the layers. I let go any resistance, and reverse myself and pulled myself up helping the energy that was pulling me out. We were gaining an incredible velocity, which is what I intended. I had a plan to launch myself and this other entity as high into the upper astral as possible, where I would release it, knowing that I would be pulled back out of the upper astral. But, at least I could help whatever I had wrapped up get out of that place.

Velocity slowed, and I continued to push, draining all my energies in the process. At the apex, I released and something wholly unexpected happened. A celebration erupted around me even as I fell back down through the layers. Music and lights and emotions of happiness faded above me as I went back down.

I did the same thing. I used the momentum to go back down into the lower layers. I grabbed another. I was surprised because the place felt so empty. I imagine with my intention being to grab another I was automatically steered towards another as I went down through the geometric symbols layer.

I had completely exhausted my energy by this time. I made it to the middle astral layers where I knew it would be able to make it the rest of the way, it would just take it longer. I couldn’t hold it anymore, I could travel anymore. I was absolutely spent.

Transition. I found myself on waves in the sunlight. Beautiful surroundings. I was being given a rest. The remainder of the dreams were 100% lucid with me interacting with hundreds and hundreds of people. I enjoyed showing them the easy tricks I had learned. Many old friends were mixed in with all these people on docks and wharfs and restaurants next to this incredible ocean. This last dream was an entire day of playing…

There was much more, but these were the important parts.

I'm really glad.