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dream from last night was interesting an introcit. i dont remember much of it but it starts out i was in a gigantic mansion so huge i couldnt find an enterance or an exit. in each room there was a task that had to be done and each task was by no means hard. in each room there were two old ladies. i guess they were there to give hints. well i wass in a hallway and i heard a voice telling my to enter the room that made ou most comfrtable. the hallway circled one giant red room i figured i was most comfortable entering it from the left side. immediatly when i walked into the room i was uncomfortable there was music coming from it that was a mix between violin and organ and EVERYTHING in this room was a deep shade of red exept for the old ladies in the corner drinking tee. ithis room was aroung three times larger than the dojo in every direction. i walked up two one of the old ladies and grabbed the chair in front of her table and she said "NO..... po wants to play" so i decided to talk to the other lady and when i touched the chair in front of her table she said "po...." and i tried the technique as if she were commanding me and then she smilled and finished "wants to play" "if you want to even talk to us let alone get out of here you must make it stop raining wther you use your will or your brains it is up to you. but either way you should relize that po wants to play" so i stepped back into the main part of the room and felt a little trickle of rain on my shoulder. i looked up to find a giant red paintind with thousands of tiny hold in it on the ceiling. and out of thos holds red rain started to trickle. it was getting heavyer and heavyer. "looks like po is playing upstairs" one of the ladies said and then i woke up.

edit_ there were three things that were obvious in that room a book that was upstair on a balcony and a phone and typewriter that were by the old ladys, i ran upstairs to get to the book when it was raining, there was nothing in it i wanted to protect it but i couldnt pick it up cuz it was stuck to the pedistool it was on like on of thos books you sighn your name on in hotels or museums., i closed it and woke up.