Joy Our Love

We were on the lake. There were 5 of us. There was too much good food to count. I met up with outdoorsy types. I told them I need to cook. I told them about many things. The dream was so vivid. My Dad appeared at the end as trouble came.

 I was going to make a point about the property. This consisted of BFC, CRP, and A however pleasent. A virtue of the mouth. "Brian, you are under investigation." I told him that was not how I wanted it to be made known. CRP looked at her computer in a hurry, doing something clearly. The wicked face appeared as I was accessing a star-- not that I saw it, as it appears aether.  We were in the dining room and my Dad walked away.

 There was launched in to the air a few molecules of condensed rock My head lay rest A bow and a sign A rock and the way to approach destiny I afforded the various (seemingly infinite variety) colours in His Mind. From a place of Spring on the horizon of a sunset The Madonna and Child reuniting for Eternity. I was stoned by Europe for the sake of strength The rubber of the wheel did no harm The pang of desolation in the desert, so he rode off on a donkey Passing the Camels (doing their typical pinhole deed). The thing I look forward to is not yet revealed. But there is a clue, in the Shield.

I am at a party with KC I take a large mentos sized Pill than is encased in clear plastic. the host follows me as I conceal the case. I am laying by 3 African children, they want me to stay. i walk outside and the stars are amazing and open towards the north. the universe is felt. a gal says if you’re sleeping on the floor you should go. She does a dance. I tell KC I took one, she took four. it is a beautiful vibe my cousin. Has always had

Flag up and down for my countries and their rights. Psychopaths getting clean. a few recurring scenes BRA at a BP grabbing Nina from my warmth and I cry my way to freedom. too many wars. Everyone listens. Cait goes incognito out of sheer wisdom. Some beauty, some like Paul. no gas-light-ing, pure passion. there are 8 more days until Easter. Yesh is now worried about Coachella as I want this to be a more amazing sight. feel what you feel, it just is; no whoredom.

  There was something on my tongue that was distasteful. I tried their medicines and was rushed from one apothecary to another. They were like western medicine. 10s of samples.

 Sierra Ferrell appeared as I sat in front of a piano. I could only get out 3 notes and the scenery changed. There were many talented folks and the dream fealt whimsical. If only I had mastered the art of musical interpretations. Even a classical understanding would've exgtended my time with this artist.

Trust fall in the garden, I feel there are webbed things behind me (to my posterior) but I only just realize "all the spiders are dead." So I can not wait for them to scale my body, so I wake up. As god says-- they will soon by squashed, and the arachnids are a presence in nature, yet. 

Plenty of snow to share. We even had neat outerwears. Pat and Dave are present— and they far outweigh the skill level of the rest of us. We spend time planning and comparing our moves.

A revisiting of a Virginian customer in Richmond. He got a $50 bill trick down pat. There were trees to vouch (since they also feel). And KAW was busy believing. The End

 There were 3 people in this dream, not too many details. 3 Egosits that wanted to prove me wrong... We had a short exchange of words, small talk. As if they knew what that was. We didn't make eye contact but there was an air of righteouness to the gal talking to me. I didn't like where the words were going so I remained firm in my faith. Indeed you are intelligent, indeed and mean.

Three Large channeled books from Urantian Society, covering topics like Healing, Shamanism, and Victory over the Universe. Held together like pie, loose cherry and jello covering the pupil; from the various sinnews of the body I am held together. The ghost of the present still there. The Holy Ghost and ether being something unraveled. No longer chained to a tree.