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Maori Psychic, Fragments

I went to see a woman who did readings and healings and she was doing some cross-polination of Chinese and Southeast Asian practices. I was sitting there while some things were being done and she told me that a Maori pristess or something was coming and it was a great opportunity for me. The woman who showed up was definitely caucasian and dressed up in a really gaudy outfit. She had a strange accent, and started talking to me about things related to my destiny. We got up from where I was sitting and went to a little table in a courtyard near a street where there were other shops and some really interesting carvings against a wall to my left. While she told me that everything was in alignment for me, I was looking at the carvings that looked to be of bone. They seemed to be of Greek heroes, and you could see the wires from the bows. I wanted to take pictures because the lighting was so cool. The woman started to talk about something important when this guy came waddling across the street in a dragon costume. We asked why he was wearing it and he said because it made it safer to cross the street. When she started talking about something else that I was actually interested in hearing, some people in the cafe across the way started doing some sort of musical number like a flash mob. It was silly and I awoke.

I had arrived at a house in a big red pickup. It was in a forest somewhere and I had parked in a neighbor’s driveway and had dropped some things about in different places. We found out that a fire was coming and we needed to evacuate which was too bad. I needed to get back to the truck and pick things up so we could leave.

I was talking with a man and we went into the house and I sat in a chair to find that Mel had taken apart my capo and I was trying to get all the pieces back in order so I could put it back together.

I had materialized in a large drain pipe in a forest. I saw a cute furry creature and when I walked out of the drain, whispered to it. It started to approach me but I noticed that it didn’t look really healthy and I didn’t want to touch it. I exited the drain and turned left and saw a man that I started to follow and converse with. He had really long dark hair.

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