Dream of:
21 August 2005 "Flying Seat"I was at Baylor Law School in a huge auditorium filled with law students. Something was wrong with me -- I was unable to walk correctly. Instead of a wheelchair, I was sitting on a piece of flat brown metal which floated along in the air. The device also had a metal back, so the device consisted of simply a flat seat and a flat back (both pieces of exactly the same size, about 30 centimeters square), which could be folded together when not in use. As I floated around the auditorium, I knew the law students thought my floating peculiar.
My old law school professor Wendorf abruptly stepped in front of me. I stood up in front my chair and folded it up. I wasn't completely crippled -- I could walk, only with difficultly. Wendorf looked at me with a big smile on his face and I asked him if he knew who I was. In the back of my mind I was thinking of my web site on which I had written dreams in which Wendorf had appeared. I didn't know whether he or anyone else there at Baylor would be upset by any of those dreams. He looked at me knowingly and said he indeed did recognize me. I immediately concluded that indeed he had read the dreams on my web site. But he certainly didn't seem upset and I concluded the dreams simply were of little or no consequence to him. I was at least happy he wasn't angry about the dreams.
I held out my hand to shake. He in turn stuck out his hand -- but his hand just seemed to consist of one giant figure, which I grabbed and shook. We exchanged a few more words, and then he walked away, still talking. I continued following him and talking with him, until he finally sat down. I unfolded my chair, sat back down and floated away from him on my flying seat.
After I had left him, I realized I was in the balcony section of the auditorium. I floated down to the banister of the balcony and I looked out over the crowd of students in the seats below. Without further thought, I simply floated out over the students, perhaps ten meters above them. I floated back and forth from one side of the auditorium to the other, looking down on the students. Floating was so pleasant. I knew people must be watching me and wondering what I was doing. I thought to myself that if I wanted, I could even float without my chair.
I looked for a place to stop and sit. I thought something would soon begin on the stage below and I wanted a good place from which to watch. I didn't want to be obnoxious and hover right in the middle. So I pulled up over to the side along one wall and hovered in my little flying seat.
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