the corruption

M305 was channeling H220, or, H220 was channeling
himself through M305. For some reason, M305 had to leave, and we
were left in the classroom (we were all sitting in pairs and a number
of us had left- things had been going wrong for some reason) at
tables, H220 had asked us to listen to this track, and we
were to record down what we heard, and at the end of it, we were all
critisised as we had not heard the right thing, and one person, a new
person to the class, who for some reason had been let in, (the stages
of the course were available in individual sessions as well) spoke up
and complained to H220, who in reaction completely broke
down and started verbally abusing people, . Then he slouched down
against the wall of the class room, and broke down. People started
getting up and leaving the room. M305 turned up, and asked people
that if they wished to leave any comments or complaints it had to be
through this form, which made the whole situation feel bureaucratic,
as no one in authority wanted to talk about this on a personal level.
.

For some reason, I was holding the comments book at the end, which had
all sorts of info, and I had taken it out of the classroom, and M305
then tells me to put it back in there, as it should never leave to
classroom.

This new comer to the class, was like a hero to some in the group, as
he was able to expose the cover up, and had the boldness and
fearlessness to confront the situation, largely because he was new.

We all thanked him for his bravery, and confidence. Non of us knew
what was going to happen now that this was exposed.

Healing dream

This guy comes to me talking in panic, and anger

"You've got the food, and I don't. Look! I'm wasting away,I'm
deformed; my body is malnourished, and its not fair! Look at my
teeth-" he shows me some crooked teeth that had grown out of shape as
a child, "they are like this because I was not nourished properly!

he grabs me, and starts to squeeze me, a look of terror and jealously
in his eyes. He looks as if he wants to kill me, yet I see that he is
really in a lot of fear, and wants help, so I say,

"I will help you, don't worry, you haven't done anything wrong"

I hold him in a loving way, and his grip moves from that of an
attacker to that of a wounded child... I keep holding him as his body
crumples, in its tortured state, as if the fear was suddenly removed.
I hold my hands on his head, and ask for healing to come through me to
him, I ask specifically for the spirit of Jesus, as I
feel this is what this person needs most, and I feel this energy
travel through me and into him... I see his body light up, and the
fear disappear. He cries out like a baby, and we both hold onto
another, till the healing is complete.

A crazy mix of dreams,...

Traveling along, I bump into some interesting people in a health food shop in the midlands somewhere. They are musicians, and they sell good quality hemp leaf in this shop, in big bags. some of it almost looks like bud, like hemp bud, which they have sourced from hemp in Avalon. How did they make this connection I wonder? They must know Free...

I meet Chard, and he is helping these guys out. He asks me me if I am willing to change my beliefs so that we can get on. I say no, as i feel he is being manipulating. He is creating fear in me as a control tool so that I will do what he wants me to do...

I meet Osa back at her house in Sheffield, and Oscoe with us. She falls on
steps, and bangs her leg. It is badly hurt it.


Now I am with Dam and friends in sheffield, having a party. There are Lots of drugs, and people taking all sort of things. I have been drinking lots
of alcohol, so feel I must stop now. I rest.

Me and some friends go on a late night wander... I feel like this
is some abandoned building we have found , so we go inside. I find a room unlocked, I go in there's a bed, so I climb in and sleep. I am very drunk.
In the morning, I hear voices, I see light out of the window. We have slept the night in a boarding school. I hear girls voices, they are coming up the stairs. They are wondering about the muddy foot steps, and they are walking to the room i am in... its mysterious for them, the signs... they are going to enter the room I am in, And i panic, and lock the door. They try the handle and then freak out because it is locked from the inside, which means there must be someone in the room. they scream..I can see I'm in a pickle.



I am at a music event, rattling, and watching this band play. This lady with a
rattle, she is attracted to me. We wander up stairs to help her friend, an
Irish lady, who she needs rescuing. She has been involved with witchcraft, and
I am going to help her. I ask her if she is from Ireland, she is. She has red
hair, and she has had her power taken away from her by the church.

She has drawn a 5 pointed star on the floor, and a circle around it,
but its the wrong symbol, She needed to draw a Cross symbol. A Cross is now drawn on the floor.

I'm lying in bed, there's a new setting on my phone.

I phone Leanna, very early, almost without thinking, I'm talking to
her, and she says its a bit too early for her, so she says she got to
go. I don't know why I phoned her. I think perhaps cos I'm still
thinking about L.

There is this new art form, its a street art form, but it involves
relief sculptures hung up on walls, its stands out, it uses piping,
and cut up bits of materials, drilled together to show words, and
patterns, and pictures. Its really catching on, and its full of bright
colours and is really beautiful.

The Drug Game

I can't quite remember where this dream starts, but let's start at the
journeying...

I fly down to meet some friends in some woods. We are on a Trackways
course. We are practicing journeying skills without any rattle or
noise, - just closing our eyes, going and coming back. Its quiet a
different skill to traditional journey skills that I have been shown.
It is very useful for emergency situations, and also for survival
situations, where silence and secrecy are key.

Now I am heading back home, and a number of friends are coming back
with me. And when we arrive, there are already a load of friends in my
room, and dotted round the house. They have been having a bit of a
party while I'm away!

I notice that my sculptures are no longer in my room, and then notice
that they have got out all my sculptures out of my room to look at and
not put back. I am glad that they are being appreciated, but a bit
worried about them too!

Now I am up in walkley, and I am involved in a drug investigation.
Here's the story -

My friend Dany has been involved with selling drugs for a number of
years, and the police have slowly been tracking him down. Dany has
been helping out his friends who are penniless, by giving them jobs in
selling drugs, as it is quiet a lucrative business. I bump into one of
Dany's co-workers outside A n L's house, and we chat. He tells me how
Dany is in a very vulnerable situation, and that the police are very
close to tracking him down. The reason why they are so keen to track
him down is because Dany is involved in a long history of drug selling
which goes way back into the past and he knows people who have shifted
huge amounts of drugs for the city of sheffield. Its all a big long
chain, and the police want to catch the big guys behind Dany. Now the
police are getting more advanced technology, and its getting easier
and easier to track drug dealers like Dany.

I go meet Dany, and he shelters in A n L's house and hides some stuff
in there. I show him my herbs and tell him, that maybe he should be
leaving the drug trade before its too late.
"Get out while you can" I tell him. "Besides, there are plenty of
legal drugs that get you high".

He considers my advice, before driving off to north sheffield to visit
his parents.

Now I'm with Ada, and he is telling me about his frustration of having
to go to a doctors appointment before his long trip he has to go on.
Its this constant same story - doctors over prescribing , because its
in there job to give something.

I tell him "you know, I knew a doctor once who used to listen to their
patients, and then say, "well, come back in a week, and if you've not
figured this one out for your self ill give you some medicine"".

It was a reference to the attitude - heal thyself, as so many
illnesses are diet and lifestyle related. And if you are just
constantly patching people up, they are likely to become dependent on
you doing this, and not want to figure it out for them selves.


Now I am in st Ives. I walk out of my door onto the road by the beach,
and I can see the see meeting the cliffs, and I feel the spirit of
Barbara Hepworth move in me and the place. I feel and see the place as
if through her eyes and body. It is very beautiful, and I can see why
she felt this special connection between Yorkshire and here; something
to do with the hard stones, steep cliffs, and mining, and working
life.

Everything is vivid and real, more real than usual. I want to live
here when I am older. I miss being in this place very much.

The amazing epic song that will make millions

Joseph and friends have invested money in making a track recording of
an epic song they have wanted to make for many years now. The quality
is amazing, even on these standard speakers we are listening back to.
Its a real orchestral kinda piece, its got the strings sounding
amazing, and the base and special effects are coming out perfect. My
bro and his friends hope to use this track at partys, and sell it on
to people to make money back.

There is a new keyboard in the room, its a really good one, with some
amazing synth sounds. I go and play some, while this orchestral piece
is playing. Some old friend from my music class, a cello player, see
me and recognises me, and says hi. We are now back at school and
people are gathered around tables playing this game. I have played the
game before, but now as I watch other people playing it, I notice how
differently these group infront of me are playing it. They are
following the instructions, and working in pairs. And by the look of
it, they are gettin more enjoyment out of it than I was just making up
the rules. I guess that's the thing with board games - you ought to
follow the instructions of how to play first....