Maybe I Can Fly

I keep having these scuba diving dreams. Last night I was doing a free dive. That is falling deep without SCUBA equipment. I met the best MILITARY free diver in the world (he consulted on The Big Blue/ Free diving champ stories) at the Wild Beaver in Indianapolis, IN. He was a demolitions expert. He hooked up devices and all equipment on land and then placed them on a free dive. He would then make them short charges, but should have had the bends to infinity. They use weights and fins, but nothing else. He was also a structural engineer from M.I.T. and was working on the Lucus Oil Stadium project in Indy and we spoke for like a half hour to 45 minutes PUBLICLY with Cassie, the lead bar tender and bar dancer, in the country. He was rude in the way men are rude to me. They love making other women the focus even though they come into vicinity to find me, actually. He wanted to know about my structural engineering program at Hamline University. Well, engineer from Rhode Island who verbalized that night that the mob all lived in your neighborhood, you disappeared that night. My structural engineering was plans and specs for the new Hamline Science Bldg., and The Sundin Music Hall where I performed, actually. I left plans for the new sports facility as well. Dr. Rundquist was my co "conspiratuer" on those projects. He was lead M.I.T. Chemistry and Organics Chemistry. We worked privately together the summer after my Junior year. Well, I believe that you have been pronounced dead this week by the Marion County CORONER. You were found in the brick wall in the alley out back of The Beaver. Just know that I can ACTUALLY use a mass spectrometer and my dream had me falling, and falling in an endless depth. At a certain depth I realized that I had on an abundance of weights. I stayed calm and finally released the weights and worked myself to the surface. My trainer said it was not enough to do that dive correctly, I had to dive again to prevent phobia. I did 2 more dives in the dream and SEAL training became apparent from Waikiki colony. Pearl Harbor was retarderd with SEALS drowning every day in the POOL. I chose a SURF colony instead and thus was not f*cked in the head. I kept WOMEN out of SEAL legitimacy for all destiny. Just know that CASSIE was the girlfriend of a Sheriff Deputy in Muncie. She and he went to Ball State, very publicly. She let me know that I met him on a drive along in Muncie. He was a really good looking and quiet man. I guess that is just Muncie. I did a consult on suicidality. I told them to just let these drama queens die. It is, after all, what they want, and they had no psychiatry and psychology in that town and it needed to stay that way. That was a test case that my call was so correct. Muncie law was CITY based though they were the center of Deleware County Law, and had a county court room there as well. I will not discuss what I handled there because it was a very vulnerable adult.