This is a recurring dream: I appear on a cliff. Suddenly teachers appear, lots of teachers. They are my teachers, from school. Quickly I appear on a hot air balloon, for no apparent reason, obviously. Then they {teachers} push me off the edge! Oh woe! But I many times don't wake up. It must have a hidden, despicable meaning. Maybe it is simply gestalt...
Or maybe I should stop working with those scarlet isotopes, and work on Xeratia eras instead... When I do this, I get better dreams than this..this..nightmare. Oh yes, the teachers were in their real forms as well. Which means they had shed their "human capsule".
