I was in some upper realm, I got there by climbing a ladder. Through an old abandoned building, going up onto a wooden loft and climbing out through a window. Outside it was very bright. My old roommate Mary was there telling me about how she hired someone to be basically here stripper,and that I could do the same.... The person she had the arrangement with was doing some kind of dance. We were in some kind of abandoned city. I was walking on stilts. My energy may have been slightly pulled, but I said "No thanks, I'll stay celibate". I walked over broken concrete slabs on the stilts, at one point picking up more and ore speed. When I got back to the window to get down, it was not covered by branches, someone had put there. I moved them to the side. As I opened the door people were coming out. They had a huge long ladder going all the way from the ground floor to the window, because someone had pulled the ladder up to the wooden loft up. I put everything back in order.
I walked into a room, and Ben and Alex Eaton were there. I pinned them to the couch, and held them down. Some one threw a small "sword" made out of the leaf of a plant to Ben, but I intercepted it, and it turned into a long wooden sword. All in play, I thrusted using Warrior three, Warrior two and Warrior One. No one else was amused. I was a picture that Annie Rollins had posted on some social networking site I'd never heard of. It had a purplish quality and was of a huge pyramid with a small somewhat primitive town landscaped all around it. It looked beautiful, ancient and mysterious. As I zoomed into the picture I could see more and more detail.... A truck drove through a tunnel at the very bottom of the pyramid, which turned into a huge church. Now "I" was standing outside the pyramid talking to some people.
Earlier, I had been at some kind of event, workshop, or something. I had had the car all packed up and ready to go. It was maybe a Yoga event that Jaina and I had been to. She was somewhat disapproving and really wanted to take off. People were still hanging outside the house. There was something to do with the hose. I felt a feeling of indebtedness.
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