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Entries this day: Dream Lesson Work brandt hitomi Dream 8:19am JST Saturday 16 April 2005 Early on I had many flying dreams, with good flying control. Suzanne taught me a new way of flying. She said, "make me fly, lift me up," and I did no problem. "Okay, make yourself fly," and I tried pushing away and I was less effective. She said, "okay, now lift yourself like you lifted me." and I did that and it worked really well! A fundamental flying shift from throwing my own energy back to propel myself forward, or using the universal energy to lift and move myself wherever I wanted to go. Thanks, Suzanne! While flying, I remembered to try and find someone. I thought about Hitomi, but guessed that since she was herself flying in a jet, it wouldn't be safe for me to visit. I visualized Satoko's face and that seemed to propel me. I didn't actually find her; she had gone outside a shopping center and didn't want me to find her. - - - - On the fourth floor balcony of Maggie's house, which had no entrance to her house directly from that level, we saw the bad guys (late 1950s era hooligans like Biff from Back to the Future) driving around her house. They had been attracted to the house by the bizarre death of a cat who had been the victim of a indoor baseball game accident; a kid slid toward the base and squished the cat, which made a visible, recognizable impression of the cat on the carpet. The curse had begun. The bad guys knew we were up there and were coming around to the front of the house. I asked Maggie if we could escape by climbing onto the roof and she said we could, in theory, but we didn't have a way to climb up there. I discovered a set of vertical slats that were loose in the wall of the attic just below the roof and hoisted myself up there using some support beams and then helped Maggie do the same. She walked through the attic to the secret master bedroom where she found Laura and Jeanine waiting for her. I tried to replace the slats that we had broken to make it less obvious how we had entered the house, but the pieces were all way too small to do it properly. I swapped them with some different slats and used part of a box to cover the rest. I followed where Maggie had gone and found all three girls giggling in bed, eating snacks and watching TV. Everything was all good concerning the bad guys and I woke up. permalinkLesson 12:50pm JST Saturday 16 April 2005 During my Japanese lesson today I gave my best Japanese version of the adventure riding from Yumoto station to Gora station. Ayana wrote it down for me and I intend to transcribe it here. 11:51am JST Sunday 17 April 2005 This morning Hitomi wrote the furigana (pronunciation) for the kanji in the story so I'll be able to type them. permalinkWork 11:49am JST Sunday 17 April 2005 Work was pretty fun yesterday; we had 5 quintark exchanges and had a productive day in general. Oh, and the Pope died. permalinkbrandt 11:44am JST Sunday 17 April 2005 Hitomi and I met Brandt last night at Friday's in Roppongi. He has an artsy rebel look about him with a thumb ring, streaky dyed hair, and shoulder bag slung over one shoulder. He was raised in and around Dallas Texas and has degrees in programming and finance. In his life are projects like how to write Japanese or English education software and starting businesses back in the US. permalinkhitomi On the way back Hitomi and I walked from Roppongi to Nakameguro. We found a motorcycle on the way back. She was tired after our walk. permalinkprev day next day |