i dreamt of a black muscular guy, there was something creepy about him. but i always hit on hot guys in my dreams. so anyway i'm in my old childhood neighbourhood and i'm crossing this bridge that goes over a train station and is like a glass tunnel, and he catches up to me and says something about some thing... he handed me some flyers. i think he was talking about newagey stuff. so i'm like ok i'd love to help if i can, and then we like walk and talk and his face and skin seems to get older, and sort of plasticky... i can see that because i've leaned in to kiss him so i'm like oh that's weird the whole thing starts to creep me out too much so i don't kiss him. i remember David Wilcock saying people outside your race in dreams represent not yourself but something else. i can't remember what it was. and i think in his dream black people were aliens lol. maybe i almost kissed a grey.
that's great Ahktu! good work.
that's great Ahktu! good work.