The blue light is all over. Actually it is within my body. Makes my joints feel all warm.Vulture thinks I talk too much.

I am in the river now. I must have fallen. And I am in this river.And I am just washed awayby the current ofthe river.This is not a river. It is just a smallrivulet.

I have an image ofTurtleright on the forehead.She seems to go through the lobes of my brain. Sort of like swimming.

Saints and mystics, revelations, origin myths, and heroes' journeys, as well as ethical and spiritual guidelines, speak to us from ancient times and far-flung lands and peoples.

I am walking down to the oak tree. AndI see that the tunnel is slightly wet, butI jump inand walkslowlythrough the lava tube.It is fairly dark, but I see in the far distance,like a pinhead,a light.Sort of yellowish, actually.

Turtle is putting seaweed all over me. It is the big turtle. She is so big that she can regurgitateseaweed over me. It comes out of her mouth likecoming from a spoud of a fountain, which is actually a very nice feeling. It is not sticky at all. It is justa very nice clean feeling and it is a wonderful ocean smellabout it.

Take your thoughts off.The invadingthoughts you have. Push them aside. See your future in abright way. Don't struggle with the past. It is gone. Lookfor the future. Look for the future.

My arms lookas if blood is . . .And on my feet . . . It is dropping on my feet.I now take the fruit and justput it all over my body.

I have no pain, but he has split open my skull.There is no matter, I mean, there is no brain in there. It, it is just a skull. And still he felt he had to open itto let energy in there.