Music for the heart, mind, and spirit...

I was in what I think was high school. I was getting a nice massage from behind by this girl when she came around to the front of me and grabbed my hand and had me follow her. We went to the end of the school grounds where there was a 3 or 4 foot railing. She climbed over it and I went under it, out into a hillish green countryside. We went down a hill the descended into a sort of ampitheatre. The center was unkept and had bogs in it that she waded through to get to her destination which was a sort of hut or grotto. I followed her into it and we went back in time to the upper floor of a two story house. The house’s interior was wall papered with very elaborate prints of all different colours. As I was looking down the doubleback stairwell, I saw Adolf Hitler in a bath robe. His hair was long and unkempt but he had the distinguising mustache. I knew that this was the time before the rise of the Third Reich. I went downstairs and met up with him in the hallway. I was thinking that I was nervous because I was part Jewish but was also part Irish and thought I would appeal to him as an Irishman. I began to tell him that discrimination was bad and that his hatred for Jews was unfounded but my conversation didn’t get too far.

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