05-11-2013, 12:53 AM
I was in a white cellar room. I think I talked with Brittany Lynn.
Next I was with my ex business partner and his wife and we went to a bar, also down in some basement.
There were no bad feelings but as they just wanted to stay there and drink I left, excusing myself. I sort of felt that they did not want me to go.
I'm now at a sort of factory/warehouse facility with a runway. I'm getting used to the controls of a small rocket ship - looks a bit like a porsche 911 with a rocket attached. I'm just on the ground steering the craft with my feet to control the rudder and with the pineal for speed etc. At this time my wife is receiving instruction on the side of the runway from someone.
I remember that I still have to pay for the rental of the craft. I go inside a building, to a sort of reception desk, there is a guard with a computer terminal (seen this before, familiar) and I'm directed into an office. There are a bunch of people in there. I'm served quickly by a dutch lady. I give her my papers and some money, she gives me a handful of change. I say "Dank u wel", she replies with "Dankeschön".
I'm back with the craft together with my wife but she does not want to get in right now.
She's not quite decided.
There seems to be a problem with some beings and a chemical fluid. There may be a rat in the tank. We decide to send them to Mars.
We get in the craft and leave.
Wake up with the feeling of having been hit by a lurge blunt object, go into the kitchen and start to type this.
Next I was with my ex business partner and his wife and we went to a bar, also down in some basement.
There were no bad feelings but as they just wanted to stay there and drink I left, excusing myself. I sort of felt that they did not want me to go.
I'm now at a sort of factory/warehouse facility with a runway. I'm getting used to the controls of a small rocket ship - looks a bit like a porsche 911 with a rocket attached. I'm just on the ground steering the craft with my feet to control the rudder and with the pineal for speed etc. At this time my wife is receiving instruction on the side of the runway from someone.
I remember that I still have to pay for the rental of the craft. I go inside a building, to a sort of reception desk, there is a guard with a computer terminal (seen this before, familiar) and I'm directed into an office. There are a bunch of people in there. I'm served quickly by a dutch lady. I give her my papers and some money, she gives me a handful of change. I say "Dank u wel", she replies with "Dankeschön".
I'm back with the craft together with my wife but she does not want to get in right now.
She's not quite decided.
There seems to be a problem with some beings and a chemical fluid. There may be a rat in the tank. We decide to send them to Mars.
We get in the craft and leave.
Wake up with the feeling of having been hit by a lurge blunt object, go into the kitchen and start to type this.