On the 8th, I had some calls, felt a bit sad, had a lame burger (it was clearly some store bought patties, it failed completely).
I later rejuvenated myself at a Gnostic Mass at the Besant Lodge in Hollywood. Though it was very small, only four people including me, the vibes were beautiful, kind.
On the 9th, I had a strange dream of climbing a tree. I was…