i had a wonderful dream of writing in my diary and then coming back into that same consciousness, writing again, a different circumstance to the same set of events done over.
someone i knew in the dream approached and greeted me and i popped out of my daydreaming and i was off across campus, leaping to my feet and remembering i should be somewhere for a special but unknown reason.
i walked into one of the old brown stone buildings and into a hall where i saw an old friend of mine, the first person i ever had an energy experience with. i ducked aside and turned before he could see me. he left one of the small tables set up in the hall with information on various campus events and i proceeded to the classroom at the center of the building.
the doors were open to the hall and class was about to commence. an older student saw me and waved me over. i smiled and asked if i could possibly sit in on the class, a very high level physics class which promised to be very enlightening. he said the professor wouldn’t mind (and i secretly hoped my friend would see me there instead as this was his area of study).
the room was vibrant with the energy of students who were excited at the day’s material, which was to be a strange little foreign film on (—) 666. i can’t recall the word that went with the number. all i remember of the film is a man half chased down an old european street, looking behind himself as he stumbled. and that then class became very important and i forgot my old friend altogether, absorbed in the lesson.