Awhile back, I met a lady who was into Rudolf Steiner’s Anthroposophy. After doing some research on it, I saw that it was a racialist philosophy and dropped it.

Last night, in a dream, I was in an elevator. And I saw that woman. I walked up to her and said: ‘isnt steiner a racialist… i really dont jibe with that…’ — she cut me off and took me into a room. She kneeled down and put her mouth to my right ear and began to sing a series of tones. They were beautiful and familiar. And they sent me travelling rapidly down something that looked like a upward sloping golf course.

I was travelling towards trees in the middle of the grass and I would just go right through them.

After awhile I came back to the room and reached out to hug her and thank her but she moved quickly away from me and the room as well. Other people were in this large, high-ceilinged room as well..