A Man from Russia

Yesterday, as I was getting packed up to go from Starbucks, Fridley, a Russian man came through the door.  Immediately, I felt his strength.  I journeyed along my way to Chipotle and spoke with him telepathically.  For some reason, I am pretty unable to read very much about him, thus he needs his privacy.  I read that his identification card was black and he came from an Intel Klan.  He looked a lot like Daniel Craig, the current James Bond.  I read that Daniel is actually Russian too, and this man was probably a more powerful brother from Moscow, centered in DC at this time.  When I was at The Tug of War, I saw the same Russian spy plane pass over that had passed over my Fridley vicinity weeks ago.  It is prop with no jets, but special ultralight wings with straight angles.  I read that this is the pilot.  Landing in wind like that, yesterday, was very dangerous, but he touched down just in time.  Today I felt like he is kind of an alien, and he puts tremendous stock in kind of alien types of scientific pursuit.  He must have a dream ability because he actually protected me in my dream last night.  We have some compatibilities.  I will probably never see him again, but the energy I received from the telepathic was very helpful.