Became friends with someone in a dream. We had met before, but for some reason, I hadn't shaken hands with him yet. He was a musician (I think I had listened to a few songs of his) and a hobby artist. He gave me one of his art journals, a book with tiny pieces of art that he had made (manipulated photos, ink illustrations, logos and stuff). So, I was browsing it at home one morning.
Sought for a nice pencil. Found a red one .. it was a weird one, because it wiggled, didn't draw very well and it seemed to be permanent or something. Tattooed "I'm successful" on my left arm to boost my self-confidence construct.
Oh man, I feel even more empty of psi than I would after a wet dream. And I'm real clumsy today. I feel like detaching from everything and meditating a lot.
There's a forum discussion on seeing bright little dots moving around in the sky. Meditated some and stared at the sky. Some dots that I saw were floaters, but some seemed to have distance to them and it didn't matter how I looked at them (via direct or peripheral vision). There were a few larger bright transparent blurbs flying over a building. Then 3 dark blurbs flew over the building in the same direction. At first I thought they were birds, but they didn't have physical bodies .. just blurbs.
Another offensive e-mail. It seems that she didn't get as much as she wanted. Well, I no longer care. This caught me off guard, but now I'm better prepared.
The other table just snapped 3-4 times in a row.
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