The red haired Woman, The Crazy Women and the Full Size Mask.

I meet this woman who has red hair. She is depressed, and miserable.
She has come to me for one thing; she has a passion for sex, and
thinks she can satisfy her needs from me. I sense this is the case
with her, as her body language is saying it all. Also, curiously, the
colour of her hair changes when she wants sex really badly, it
develops this deep red color and has a shine to it. I don't know how I
know this, but my instincts say this is true.

 I hold her, and we get really close, as I also have been craving
intimacy. We feel one another's bodies and before we know it we are in
bed together. As soon as we have finished she quickly gathers up her
things and leaves, she doesn't want to talk about it that much. She
doesn't want to develop emotional ties. Perhaps she already has other
potential partners in mind, or perhaps she is ashamed of her lack of
commitment to 'being' in a relationship, I don't know.

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I meet this group of women who self mutilate themselves.

They have all gone crazy.

They all live in this strange hall in the city. They all have
boyfriends who have been involved with the self mutilation to some
degree, but also they act as an anchor to their partners so that they
don't kill themselves.

This one girl in the group has gone particularly crazy. She is
carrying a sharp scalpel and is slashing everyone who gets even close
to her, and has this time decided to completely dis-member her self -
she cuts one of her arms off, and then starts on one of her legs, her
boyfriend is in despair but whenever he gets close she slashes out at
him and cuts him up too.  All the other members of the mutilation
group know now that she has had enough of her life and wants to take
it. There is nothing they can do to convince her otherwise. They warn
people (like me) not to get too close to her.


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I meet rich. He is out in a large field and has marked out all these
strategic markers across the field. I'm not sure what they are about.
When I ask him he tells me they form a part of some big cosmic plan.
They are like task markers telling people what to do when they get to
them.

He tells me I have a very special task to do. It is that I have been
chosen to make a full size mask, one as big as my whole body for
ritual merging work. I am doing this with a select group of about 6
people.