The Odd Score

               

I was on a road trip and it seems the end results were to score some sort of great dope.  It started with a drive out to a country area.  There was about five of us.  We stopped, pulled of the side of the road, and started down a path not well worn down a slight incline.  After we walked for some time I heard one of the others say, “Hey it’s the R people.  You know who they are right?”  One of the answers said, “Yup, the redneck, drinking crew.”  I then saw off to my right a band of people sitting on the ground that looked and sounded like the description that I had just heard about the.   We walked further and we got to a building and in the back a fenced in back yard.  Two of the others shimmied their way up and over the gate in a low spot and through a wire.  I was next and got to the wire and it was obvious that with my weight I wasn’t going to make it and said as much.  I backed off and started down and around the yard.  The others cut through the yard and cut off quite some distance from having to go the harder route that I had taken.  About the time I left the building I saw an Asian fellow coming up from the area I was and yelling at the others to stay off of the fence.  Below the house and continuing off to the right out of my sight was quite a steep hill and running down the side a series of netting dropping down the hill from the house to yet again out of my sight below us.   I started climbing the netting and met up with the others some ways away.  We made it to a ledge of sorts and I started to drop down off of my perch on a net and land below and my brother yelled hey watch it there is a major shark there.  I adjusted in the air to land a couple of feet further.  We all clogged through this smelly mud vegetation mix and all I could see are these little white creatures that looked a bit like a small bunny jumping up out of the mud with sharp teeth and the scariest thing I had seen for some time.  A few of them hit me and glanced off and they just kept jumping up in our path.  We finally made it past the worst of the mud and got to semi-hardened dirt and walked further until we saw one of the fellows make contact with some people there.  We went into a small home and got the drugs. 

Infatuation - Broccoli Head

Infatuation

I dreamed I was infatuated and caught between two people, one was a lady and another was Neil Tyson the astrophysicist that hosts Nova Science Now.

Broccoli Head

I had purchased from a market huge amounts of Broccoli and some Cauliflower to eat raw.  They sold the produce small or large bags. I added up all my money and purchased all I could.  I was sitting in a lean back chair eating.  After a time a person or two were watching me from a short distance but not really bothering me.  My sister did interfere at one point and it did frustrate me. What frustrated me more than anything was that one of the Broccoli heads turned into a small stock with a human baby head on the end.  I could not work out how I was supposed to kill it and eat it.  It was a moral problem of course and it frustrated the hell out of me.

Mind Control of my Father

I was living with or at least hanging out a lot with my parents.  My father had gone to a business that he frequented a lot but he had not known that they were also a front for an organization that was into mind control.   Surreptitiously they had started fogging his mind and planting thoughts.  There was a bottle of sweet juice that they would send for him to drink which played a part of this charade.  I had started figuring this out and had started figuring out that my mother was also a part of deceiving my father.

I had been trying to do something about this and had assaulted another person for which I was still awaiting court.  In the mornings I started working on my father to see what was going on.  I learned that a certain frequency of TV controller would scan a business and it happened to be the control that my parents had to match their TV.  I had my father looking into it and my mother destroyed the controller.  I convinced my father into asking the man upstairs for the building to get us another.  Then one morning my father to go to the business that had done this and I went with him.  We had done this a couple of times to see if we could figure out how to get into the back room, who knew about this business and so on.  Each time when visiting there was an older gray haired gentleman that kept telling my father it was nonsense but was a bit sarcastic and looked down on my father.

This time we went in and my father opened a door that was leading to a back room and the gentleman was there and before I knew it he had strangled the man to death.  I could see him in a fury.  I grabbed him and jerked him out of the building.  We got back in him small pickup and took off and my father was still just furious.  He was merging on to the freeway and challenged another car for no reason.  I kept trying to calm him down and eventually he was reasonable again.  We went back to their home.  My mother had a stash of the sweet juice and I started pouring it out and fighting with her.  We got another control from the man upstairs at the front door and my mother didn't know so I stashed it.  My father was trying to get the big one that had come with their TV.  The one that had been ruined was a smaller one that had come with the TV.  I remember my mother and father speaking and I was in a large over-stuffed chair looking at the spilled juice and broken controls there.  I do recall that I had drank the juice periodically to get into the mindset of this mind control.

Frustration and Worry

Often when I am frustrated or worried it will come out in my dreams. This time I had the ultimate frustration/worry dream.  I was given the responsibility to put together four jig-saw puzzles and once together they needed to stay that way.  To make it worse this was to be done in a house full of drunks.  On top of that the drunks were curious meddling drunks that like to breath over my shoulder and slobber or even worse fall down on top of me or the table.  If this wasn't enough I also had 3 iPads that were mine and the drunks had full access to them. Whether they would be in decent shape after this night was another question.

Visiting with the greys

I was at my parents house where many of us in the family had gathered to visit and catch up with one another.  My parents were there some of the young ones of the family, my aunt and uncle and two non-family visitors, a couple looking to be in their 40s. 

The room was active with talk.  I was sitting beside my aunt who I had always been very close with.  We had talked about many things.  At one point my Uncle, who was on the other side of the room, sat up, winced and pulled his arms in over his belly.  My aunt had also seen it and said, "see he knows he is..." and I finished for her saying, "I call them greys."  What was meant by this was the my uncle was not there in the flesh he was with us in spirit form or you might say as a ghost, spirit of the dead, or maybe apparition.  She had meant that my uncle had seen himself in a mirror and did not like the way he looked and was covering himself the best he thought he could.

Later as my aunt and I talked the lady of the couple that was not true family had stood up to straighten clothing and I saw that she too was a grey, something I had not known before that moment.  I motioned to my mother who had been sitting beside her and she seemed to know what I was noticing and acknowledged that she too knew the reality.

My conspirator and loving aunt I knew was a grey and was appreciative that I had this time with her.

The Huge horses and the Nightmare in the making

I was going across Snoqualmie pass in Washington state from East to West on a snowmobile.  There were a lot of snow banks, blowing snow and ice both black and obvious.  I had a lot of obstacles but finally got to a small town.  I got off of the machine and I bumped an 18-wheeler truck and it started rolling down the street.  I was worried as hell and started running over to watch its path.  A bit later the owner brought it back up to its spot just about the time I realized that I would not have been in any trouble because it was on him as he had not to had it in park well enough.

A bit later I saw a man and a very large horse he was jerking the horse by a large chain and making the horse squeal loudly.  He made the horse land on the back of his neck and the horse stayed there until he yet again jerked.  He was doing other things just as disgusting.  I went behind a building and yelled, "you asshole."

Another lady came over and was wincing and moving about when I caught a glimpse of the area again and noticed the horse was not a usual horse it was enormous.  I would suggest he was the size of five horses, not even a Clydesdale of the grandest scale was this size.  The huge horse broke loose and went into a large inlet of water.  A short moment thereafter I heard a major thundering slap and I saw an Orca hit the water in full pursuit of the giant horse.  And just as the horse had been outsized this Orca was a nightmare in my waking eye.  Directly behind that flopped another huge Orca heading the way of the horse and it was a full out nightmare in the happening.

Drinks from the Ice Carousel

I was a competitor on this day.  Imagine if you will a grand carousel with a brilliant rainbow of colors and occasionally gold and silver flashes.  Now imagine no horses, no animals of any kind but around the sides a solid platform and in the middle a Plexiglas tube with a full spectrum of rainbow colors in slabs of ice.  The ice was making their way from under the platform to the top of the cylinder some 30 feet above.

This was my arena; this is where I was competing this afternoon with a handful of others around the platform.  Our outer platform would be spinning and the center spectrum of ice available. As we made our way around the ice we would be grabbing the ice that went by.  We used grabbers on the end of short handles.  We would be thrusting the large blocks of ice to our side into a chamber that would then show in color our choices. Those grabs would then be blended together to make a drink, a uniqe, one of a kind drink. Generally you needed an open and excited mind and the ability to think out of the box.  And generally those with a lot of ice grabs had the best chance at making the top grade.  But then maybe not if a lot of grabs made without good imagination could be a zero proposition.

I took my spot and the spin began and I made grab after grab midnight blue following chartreuse, Canary yellow beside true orange and finished off with lime.   My mind was sparking with possibility and ice slabs some 15 and 20 pounds at a time were swung and wham into the tube.  I found I was thinking of such grand combinations I needed to grab from further to my right and I snatched a medium-sized slab and kept rolling.  This was not within my area but I needed that slab to make the perfect combination.  Now I find I needed a sliver that was off to my left at least a foot from my area and I needed it before it was snatched by another.  I could not afford to let it go so I grabbed and slung.  When this afternoon was finished my combinations, imagination and stamina clearly out showed the field and applause from the bleachers rained down on me as I dismounted and took a towel to mop myself back together.  I was approached by an event runner and was being asked if I felt that my victory could have been better felt if I had stayed within my area.  I had to admit that it would have been nice but those combination were pure perfection and that poundage in total was outstanding so I really couldn't fine it within myself to feel to awfully bad.  

After the match I was in a living room that wrapped around a corner all in one room of good size.  My sister and the person she was talking to were sitting at a small dining room table on the right side that started the large living area.  I strode in to the room of a dozen or more people and let things die down a bit and then with my voice raised I started to tell how my performance on that day was near perfection.  After a few hesitant starts I found that I was not getting the audience that I wanted and I gave it up.  I was disappointed but I knew I would not let this go for too awfully long.  I then saw a kitty go by with a paper bag tied around it with string and I started asking someone else to help me rescue the kitty.  My sister called it the dust kitty as if it was something that happened occasionally.  I with the help of another guy went to the rescue.

The stiffening

My aunt who had been dead for several years now had been brought back to life.  I was in a car in the driver's side in the back seat and my aunt Lila was in the front driver's seat driving on this day.  We had dropped down off of a major highway to a side branch that had concrete walls on each side.

I was chattering along to Lila as I often did and I had said something that referred to her having been dead before.  It was not a direct mention but something that was so darn close that a reasoning mind might very well go there.  I saw my beloved and dear aunt stop all movement and then begin a noticeable process of stiffening, actually I should probably say hardening as if she were drying concrete that turned white and stiff with each second that passed.

I shook her and in panic I hit her rather hard with closed fist. I tried my best to stop what I was seeing.  Then I had another worry. Our car was going down this concrete trough of a road and was heading toward the wall and with a steep curve coming we would hit it. I first tried turning the car straight and then I reached over and further and shut off the ignition.

After we stopped I was saddened, and now unbelievably frightened. I was in a country I did not know geographically or in any other way and I had no idea how to tell my father where we were even if I did call him by cell phone and reach him in his car somewhere in the country as well.

I walked away from the car after we had scrapped the wall and stopped and headed down the road.  I got to a series of businesses.  I went inside one to see if I could find anyone that spoke English.  This was Norway so I did not at all speak their language.  I did find some fellows that were in the pub that I had entered that each spoke some English so together they set out to help me find a room, something to eat, and contact my father and let him know where I was.

Travel, a truck mishap and an exit through blood

My wife and I were traveling a foreign country along with my sister, my best guess is maybe a small area in Russia or one of the nearby countries like Georgia or the Ukraine.  We ended up at a table in a dinner.  We were at one table and diagonal to us was a heavy lady in local dress.  There was open space in front of us and down an open room to our right.  We were there to have breakfast.

The only two men in the room were reaching down chasing hens and saying in very accented English that they needed to get the eggs.  One of them grabbed something and threw it up into the arms of the lady in the room and it was a kitten.  They evidentially had picked up a hen and the lady got up with a rag saying that the egg was going to be dirty.


Later we had company in the form of a truck that came to a concrete room next to us with a large hole in the center.  The truck tried to dodge the hole and spun this way and that and eventually dropped down in the hole with the back of the truck down and the windows up where the man that was driving and obviously completely drunk said something in English that my sister interpreted for us as being I am glad to meet you and to meet me.  He was laughing like and was not going to let the truck mishap ruin his day.

When we were ready to leave we saw that there was a floor below us and that we were going to have to exit by that means because of the truck mishap.  The men went downstairs and were rustling around and brushing could be heard and they had done a cleaning so that we could leave but they said that there could still be a problem in that there was some blood on the floor.  I looked down a hatch to the floor below and sure enough blood was pooling and covering nearly every inch of the floor.

Giving up the Names

A man came into a classroom which I was in and asked for a particular book from whoever in the classroom had it.  It was a signed specialty volume and no one spoke up about it.  I didn’t have it.  The man made it obvious that if we did not do as he said that there would be punishment on the entire class and his body language matched his words.  I was worried but I could understand someone not giving up book.

The man went out into the hall and a fellow on the other side of the room started to choke the lady in front of him.  I sat doing nothing as did the rest of the class.  By the time the man had come back into the room the lady was slumping at her table between the other people sitting there and the man had the book to hand over.  He did so and we found out that it was just the beginning.

There were a list of names and a list so involved that nearly everyone in the room would have one of them.  I noticed as a person came across their name they handed it over to the man and he took a small gadget and put it by the person’s face. The person was either passed out or dead and I was among those that feared that it was the latter of the two.

Besides handing over the name there was a list and it had to be filled out perfectly. I was talking to someone next to me about filling this out and the man came around and pointed out what was filled out by a few others on the line which was the word fifties.  I was afraid of punishment so I reluctantly signed the sheet and gave over my name and the man put the gadget next to my head and as I started to fade away I croaked out, “cocksuckers.”  

I woke up in another classroom where evidentially all of those that had submitted to the gadget went.  We were afraid to do much as always there was the fear of punishment and of even worse and greater technology.  I started talking with pride about my swearing at them on my way out and no one else having the balls to do so and I was holding close the fact that I had yet another name they wanted or at least I knew where the name was.

We were afraid to do anything at all and at first afraid to speak in the room.  As time went by we experimented and someone ordered take-out food from a guard at the door and he seemed to go for it so I ordered a large cheese pizza from Godfathers pizza.  Others ordered raspberry desert and just a whole array of food.  We did not know we could go outside the door that led into a sage and sand valley until we looked out the window and saw someone so we all went out and pretty soon there were motor bikes being ridden and others doing about anything that one might want to do in the sand.

Making mock Humans

I was working at a saw mill.  It was my first day and I was learning my job from another fellow.  There was a rubber belt nearby that would carry bits and pieces of wood that were scraps.  These could be ragged pieces that were 3 inches long and had several pointy tips or it could be a piece that was four feet long and looked like a good piece of 2 X 6.   I was being shown that my job was to assemble these pieces together into small mock humans.  In other words I used larger wood and cut holes in them so they could cross together and make a base and then a piece of wood could stand on top of that and so on until I had as good a mock human as I could get from feet to finger nails.

The fellow teaching me was very, very good and evidently had a lot of experience.  He could take a piece of wood and mold it expertly into something he needed for one of his humans.  He could take sliver three inches long and know exactly where it would fit on his sculpture.  I had to ask him if the point was to always make a full human and he said yes.  The fellow I was working with wanted to show off and went and got a sculpture he had put together out of this wood that was a decked out motorcycle chopper with extra long exhaust and it looked amazing.  A little later I needed to know how I could go to the restroom.  I was taken down to the restroom which was a roughly enclosed square about 40 feet on each side that had dirt and some in mounds other in big holes and that was my restroom.  I went in to pee and saw another fellow getting up from what must have been more than a pee and I thought to myself I better bring a roll of TP with me to work.

Rubber Balls and the Bus

I was in a classroom and during class I was rolling all sizes of rubber balls down the rows.  We got out of class and my rolling continued in the wide halls.  However I had to be stealthy and I wanted a lot of balls out there.  I would throw them when no one was looking and it might be a pea size ball and then again with a large tennis ball size, of course this was all when no one was looking.  I also would lean down and tie a shoe and drop a few balls on the floor.  I wanted the whole environment to change and be my balls.  I had just dropped a few balls when I tied my shoe and a man came by and he asked me if the universe was going to end.  I could then feel that I was in a somewhat religious environment.  I told him that I thought it was but I did not know when and that I would have to investigate.

A bit later in the morning I caught up with the man as he was in a hurry to a meeting and I told him that I had looked it up and initially I got information to follow up called "The butterfly circle" and something called CA which was the field of study.  The man hurried off with that information.  Later he and many others of us were in a bus heading off for an event.  In the bus I had asked if there were any good places to go on a date around the area.  I don't recall getting good feedback.  Later we stopped into a place that I am not absolutely sure of its reason for being but I and quite a few others of us were just in waiting mode.  I told one fellow I was going to ask one of the guys behind the counter if the good game was in the back room.  I just wanted to see what his reply would be.

There seemed to be a lot of workers mostly all women and a few came in while we were waiting but we were waiting a long, long time.  Toward the end of this everyone went outside to leave and I was left inside and I remember that I had been feeling that I would not be going on a date because I was just too fat and I could not really get hard easily so it was just too embarrassing.  I stayed in the business and I was barefoot and I started looking at the bottom of my foot and it had a giant blister bubble that I peeled back and under it were several blister bubbles that I could scrape off with a knife.  A man told me that this was something that happened and that I had to get them taken better care of.  He asked me if I had used some anti-bacteria goo that was on the wall in a dispenser and I said no but I did then grab some and smear it inside the big blister bubble and then on the outside of it and the rest of my foot.  He asked me where my shoes were and I told him I had not brought any and he said I needed to.  I then went outside as the bus were leaving and they waited to let me in to the bus where it was already very crowded.

I was along with a bus load of others on a field trip. We had taken the bus out to a wooded area. Where the bus parked we could see a bulldozer moving quite a bit of dry brown earth, could hear the large engine there. When we got out I could see that others began running away toward the forest looking under trees and so on so as I followed and watched I could see that much like a egg hiding for Easter hidden among the roots of the trees were vegetables, well actually at first I just saw a tomato. It was a nice looking rather largish beef steak tomato.

Someone had grabbed it so I went to another tree and as I made my way I could see one fellow kneeling down eating his tomato. I then found one of my own and then another and another. Then as I moved around I saw large, very large tomatoes that were on the green side and the size of footballs. I kept working my way back from where we came in as did the others as they fanned out. We had gone significantly far away now but there were still tomatoes and then I found huge egg plants and more tomatoes.

I was thinking that there wasn’t any way that we would be able to move through the forest as we were unless there was much of the earth moved and the small brush removed but as it was I could move quite freely further and further. I could move left and there was a road heading one way back at an angle and other roads going here and there. I wasn’t sure how to get back now and it worried me some but I wasn’t extremely frightened. About that time I saw a large machine like a bellows and oven running a short distance away. It was very large and seemed eerily to fit in this odd landscape

The days of the other time

My wife and I went to our earth in another time in the future.  I recall lying down and almost waking fully several times and finally came out of it fully about the same time that she did.  We were in a kitchen of a home and my wife was doing daily chores such as our coffee. I asked her what she thought of the fact that we had stayed in bed two days before getting up.  She shrugged her shoulders and said nothing while continuing her work.  I noticed that a nearby heat vent was now putting out warmth and I thanked her for turning on the heat.  It felt good standing over the vent and warming up.  I walked around the kitchen and caught movement out of the side of my eye and I rushed to see what it was.

I saw a boy about twelve hurrying away toward the back of the house.  He was obviously frightened and he flashed bright green on his legs and back and then it filtered to most of his body.  I caught him by the shoulder and yelled out to Barbara.  I could see I frightened him and I was now not so frightened as I could easily see it was a child so I let him go and I made gestures to indicate that I was sorry and that I would not hurt him.  I backed off but the kid stayed.  We were soon joined by what I assumed was the boys family, a mother, father and several girls of various ages from early teen to early twenties.

Slowly we and they tried to communicate but it was difficult as the verbal language that the family spoke were not the English of my time.  We did notice that we could speak a bit, combine it with body language and made some progress and I noticed that I felt at times I could "hear" thoughts.  I worked on that feeling a bit and found indeed that I could communicate pretty well with just my thoughts.  The first thing I had said is that we were not there to hurt anyone.  It was important to me that they know this. Then I inquired as to who I was speaking with.

Soon the family was all sitting around the living room in a half oval while my wife and I were on the floor.  My wife was not saying much and was letting me take the lead.  I was half lying on the floor looking up at the family and felt a warm glow as I communicated knowing that I was being accepted for the strangeness that I was to this family.  Soon communication was no issue at all and it flowed as did normal conversation.  I was full of questions.

There was a knock on the door and I was hushed.  The person at the door was invited inside and I stayed with my back turned to them hoping that they would not know who or where that I came.  I noticed that the person was speaking with authority but could not understand the exact nature of the conversation.  I did get a glimpse and could see that the fellow looked stereo typically of Asian descent.  I motioned to my wife of what I had noticed and had thought that it might be picked up as a put-down by others.  The fellow left and it was explained that the person was indeed from the authorities but that it was alright.

As I settled in a bit I said to the bunch that I knew that they had daily lives to attend to and that I did not want to interfere.  At that time several of the kids had decided to leave and the father of the family had decided to stay home along with the mother.  I was burning with questions and I asked the most pressing.  My wife and I had both wondered why the mountains that we could see were all squat and fat, not the towering mountains of my time.  This was not really known and I was asked in return why I asked and I explained that in my time they were much taller and were often active volcanoes.  I asked then about the advances in curing cancer and again the notion of cancer was not known and I explained that it was runaway growth in cells that caused a tumor.

My Aunt and Mind Control

I was in a place where others I found were able to take control of my surroundings.  I had taken my aunt with me and she had disappeared.  I was looking to safely get her out.  It was mind control being thrust upon me and my mind would turn to mush and I could not string together good thoughts to get anything done.  I was fighting it and I had all the motivation in the world which was to help my aunt that I loved dearly.  I was walking down hallways and made it to what I thought was a sleep quarters and was yelling out, "Lila, are you there?" I kept going up and down the corridor and finally my aunt yelled out from a bunk on the far end, "Yes I'm here".

There was a thin sheet hanging in front of the bunk and she stuck her head out.  I started to help her up and she was explaining to me that she had been gone to somewhere else and that she was just senseless until just now.  She had at first heard me but could not answer and finally was able to fight through enough to call out to me.  I kept lifting her up and we started to walk.  I then started getting sensations of drifting away and could not control it.  I used music to try to get myself under control and I ran a mantra about how awesome music was and how much it meant in my life. It seemed to help but I just did not ever get to the end of the hall.  

Snake Sliding

I was among the many sliders this day.  Let me describe our slide area.  Imagine a gentle slide of water that went down 25 feet.  Sit down at the top and take the slide down.  It was as simple as that except there was one more addition.  Snakes were known to be around the entire area.  These were venomous snakes, you know the kind that might kill you? Yes those kind.  To get to the top there was a cement step with metal railing walkway up.  Here too you could take a snake strike. 

Some days the snakes seemed to ignore the commotion and you would see not a strike.  Other days it seemed they made up for the quiet days and tried there damndest to hit anything moving.  This day was one of the more active days.  As always there were onlookers that were cajoled by the sliders to join them.  I guess I should say join us because I too was a slider and had on many occasions. 

I had made a skillful ballet of a slide and got no action.  I needed to get something from the bottom area so I started walking down the rail and BAM I took a strike.  I had decided to wear heavy gloves on my way down and it was a good thing as this feisty biter was nailed right to the side of my left handed glove.  I had felt the impression of fangs on the strike which means another fraction of an inch further and I would have taken it right on the hand.  Now that I had a longer appendage of a left hand with the snake trailing off over the side of the railing I tried to get myself free by using the railing to rub the snake off.  

Lock down Dorm and Unbearable Heat

I was in a lock down college campus.  And when I say lockdown I mean exactly that, we could not get out as we were being forced to stay.  I had heard of several offenses they said and we had all done crime, mine was manslaughter.  I understood why I was there but I also knew that what I had done was the right thing morally.  I had been there only a short while and was lucky to get a bed that was in a wing off of the main corridors as it was more private and not always as hot or cold.

On this day we were all trying to survive the hot.  People were trying to do something, read, study, play games, talk, do something to keep their mind off of the heat.  I was sitting on another person's bed in the main area and talking to two young men across the short space between us and where they were sitting and listening to conversation from the two people to my left.  We had another lady in the middle left of us all ignoring us all and reading.  The two young men and I were talking about the heat and I decided to go to my bed and get my math book as I could sure use the time on it and I was afraid of the punishment that would come with falling behind.

When I was there I also picked up a campus magazine that had been put out.  I also noticed that I had a fan that I had not remembered that I had.  I took it back to where we were all hanging out and asked for help to get it all back together as it was in the form of a long vacuum cleaner type hose and end attached to a larger section.  The young man across the way got it put together.  I asked the two of them if they would like the fan pointed their way and they said sure.  About that time I noticed that they had evidentially made a pact to end their lives and ride out the short time afterward that they knew would come to do something they had dreamed of they wanted to do.

We knew from a lady further up the dorm that when a person died there was a short time that was enjoyable that you could do anything that you could imagine and then after that she said there was a quick but mellow change of state into being dead.  These two young men had allowed themselves to succumb to the heat just as I set up a fan to point at them.  The two of them turned a whitish color and then I saw them go to the window that was nearby and outside I could see that there was snow on the ground and makeshift goal posts with a jump line.  They came down a hill dressed to ski and jumped up and toward the high mark of a jump.  One fellow made it over and landed hard on the other side, the other fellow hit the pole and fell to the ground hard.

Employment and Space Cadet Stools

I was seeking employment and I was first trying out for the office work side but when I was interviewed it became obvious to the interviewer that I would make a great employee but that my true talent would be in sales.  I was sent to speak with two men that would help me work through what would be needed to see if I really would be a good fit and to let me see if I thought I would enjoy it.  

They had me follow them to a horse show shaped counter with bar stools, however this was not a bar. I sat at the bar around the corner but near another man just around the corner.  I had my left elbow up and slumped against it. When I did that I was too close to the other man who moved his drink.  I sat up straight.  One of the two men I was to talk to got up and went to a console of sorts not far to his right which was also to my right. 

The man starting working the touch screen. I saw a wrapper of wood above and in front of the entire length of the horse shoe bar and on it was an LED TV screen for each stool.  I saw mine light up and said Space Cadet 1.  The man that was at the touch screen quickly moved to the stool to the right of where he was manipulating the touch screen and he touched a screen there also.  At that time every LED around the bar lit up with Space Cadet and then the next number in line.

Flying water experiments

I was young and being given the opportunity to help with medical experiments that were taking place on small ships.  I had traveled to the middle of the US to go on my first outing.  I was training in a new concept that could get you from place to place quickly to help others it was simply called "flying."  We were trying to help prove two concepts one of them "flying" and the other was that we would take blood and a small amount of tissue from one person to then help another. This was a more direct medical concept that later we were able to add to by trying a man made substance that could help seal body parts back together more efficiently.

We took this substance with us on our second outing in my home are of Seattle and tried it on a body part that we had taken out to mix with the blood of the other individual and then wanted to seal it back together and used the new substance which unfortunately failed.  We would be working to perfect that but for now we had to go with what was already being used which had some drawbacks.

I will explain a bit more about "flying." I was the first trained. I could use my body using a trained technique of using momentum and the natural wind being produced by the ship to bounce to another location quickly.  It could be anywhere within range but what we had in mind was to a place in the water or to another deck or anywhere you could see by line of sight that had injured individuals.  If done well and having enough momentum a first fly could be coupled with a quick second fly from the first landing position.

I had applied to be able to add my technique of "flying" to help with the tissue experiments.  After the first try at both I helped with the final write-ups.  I was given the chance to try the two techniques again on the Seattle ship as a follow-up.  On the second trip I remember walking the deck speaking aloud to myself about the supplies that the small ship wanted to take with them. Based off of the knowledge of the earlier experiments they wanted some cranberry juice as it had proven to help with some conditions, that they wanted the new substance for helping heal the organ and they wanted Beer as it was proven to help as well.

On the earlier ship we had traveled with a lady that signed and we met a teen-aged girl there with the family that owned the small ship that could speak sign but also use her voice and lips in soft sounds to extend communication many fold over traditional sign with voice.  When the two young women met I was standing nearby and the young girl had not been told that we were going to ask her to teach this to the other lady but when they met I could see the two made friends and the student lady was so eager to learn that I did not think it was going to be a problem.

After the second set of experiments we were walking down the street where there was a parade and the man we had been trying to help was walking with them parading for the belief that people needed to support this type of experiments.  I saw another man, gray beard walking not far behind and as I looked at him he said I am the living coach and I thought to myself that it was good we had been waiting for him.

Fixing the Bleeder

I was with my father and we were looking to repair the health of one of our frozen human subjects.  This was taking place in the lower floor where the temperature was kept very, very cold.  We knew that one of them had an arterial bleed and my father was sent to fix it.  We kneeled down to make the repair.  My father stripped off the husk to the outside of a mashed vegetable matter that was going to be the base for the repair and would be mixed with the subjects own skin and meat to plug the hole that was a major bleeder.  As my father readied the ingredients I saw the cold dark cloudy eyes of the person opened and showed some sort of life.  I yelled out that the person had opened their eyes and my father looked at me and rolled his eyes as if I were a complete idiot.  Just a moment later the person lifted up off their spot and took both hands and started making a rowing type action as if they were going to get away.