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I�m rowing through a verdant
green flooded jungle.� There is water
everywhere and I get the impression it has always been that way for me.� I am wearing green and brown clothing possibly
made of leather, and paddling a slender one man canoe with a single paddle made
of what looks like rawhide or some kind of flat plant material tied to a smooth
carved staff.� I think the canoe is also
some sort of hide because it has stitch type markings on it, but those could be
drawings.� It�s very light and responds
quickly whenever the paddle touches the water.�
Its daytime and the temperature is
comfortable.� Not many insects or
anything just plants everywhere growing our of the
water.� There are many large trees that
leave my view without any small branches showing, so they must be very
tall.� I think I live in my canoe but I
could just travel great distances in it.�
I smoothly paddle into a
large clearing of water and stop just to the left of center from where I came
into the clearing at.� I think I have
either been here before or I just knew of it already.� I would have to say I knew of it because I
was not surprised by any of the oddities in the clearing.� There is a small disturbance in the center of
the clearing that makes the water kind of bubble up without any bubbles.� It is a gentle disturbance and I am not
afraid of it at all.� The
way also sort of swirls in a clock-wise direction but very very slowly.� I know there is power here.� The water is also very dark and still here.� Not in a forbidding way but more mysterious
than anything. I begin to spin my boat in
place with my paddle in a clock-wise direction with but not in the
disturbance.� Dim yellow lights start
sliding up me and jumping off around the top of my body getting brighter and
brighter until they �lob� off and fall back towards the water.� I begin to spin faster than maybe I should be
spinning. Next thing I know I am
shooting straight up.� After a brief
period of darkness I emerge into a vast purple landscape that stretches off
into the far horizon.� The landscape is
mostly flat but there is a huge pile of mountains with large smooth peaks of
dark purple stone surrounded by lighter purple plains of dust with a sky of
true purple.� I am moving so fast
straight up that this land appears and falls away before I can even glance it for more than a moment.� I blink into another darker purple land with
very thin tall spires of very dark and smooth purple stone with pock marks
taken out in random locations.� The sky
here is bright pink and the plains a true purple. As the darker land falls away
I am moving so fast I can feel stretched and the acceleration causes me to go whooooa, which I actually did in real life and woke myself
up.� Bummer it was a really cool dream. Nathan Wandrey
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