Date: Mon, 14 Nov 1994 14:43:21 -0800
From: rj
Subject: Domestic Meme Traders, 30mg
This time i felt prepared. Not so nervous. So i close my eyes to see
what's going on back there and i don't see anything particularly unusual,
which is a particularly unusual thing to find under these circumstances.
Then i've got that familiar "in your face" feeling with a rapidfire
changing mosaic of "symbols" (mostly seem to be multicoloured shapes,
like coloured boards cut into triangles and rectangles and such)
percolating before my eyes. I'm trying to think: "who are you?" "where
is this?" but i don't read any responses. I feel like "someone" is
flashing these images at me. Then i sense (like last time) an individual
paying particular attention to my needs, slowing down the pace of the
display until SHe's seemingly flashing these symbols maybe two-a-second
or so. I'm frustrated because it still just looks like triangles and
rectangles. I seem to be standing in a short hallway. I get more of that
impression as i (apparently) back up a "few feet" to find myself standing
in a crowded kitchen-like area. Now no one's really paying particular
attention to me at all, but i feel they know i'm here. There seem to be
ten or fifteen (that's completely a guess) people in the room, moving
about and taking care of some chores. It really seems like a kitchen.
I don't remember seeing sinks or anything cooking, however. So they
seemed to just let me be there and take in whatever i could take
in this time. I stood there looking for awhile, then came home.
I was struck and thankful that they seemed to let me into a "home" or
whatever, despite my apparent knuckleheaded lack of ability to understand
them.
Still don't know what the hell it is.
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