I was in a concrete room. The room was circular, about 60 feet in diameter, with no known entrances or exits. There was about a 12 foot ledge around a central pool of water. The ceiling went on forever as did the bottom of the pool of water as far as I could tell. There were several life forms in this room; at least myself, a friend, and a huge octopus. I was diving in and out of the water. Going as far down as I could, then resurfacing to do it again, and again. I began to notice the huge octopus in the water with me. She was the size of a van. I began to be concerned for my safety. Yet my friend encouraged me to continue diving in and out of the water. The Octopus seemed to be, at the same time, both the octopus and also a beautiful woman. While in the form of a woman, she announced loudly to everyone in the room “Does any living being here need anything?”. I replied, “I need to know that I am safe.” While thinking to myself, safe from her more scary Octopus self as I dived in and out of the waters she swam in. She assured me that I was indeed safe and to demonstrate her benevolence to me, she waived her arm around the room and as her open palm passed around the room, the walls sprang forth with abundant plant life complete with butterflies. She was a giver of life. Feeling safe, I continued to dive in and out of the water and soon the beautiful goddess joined me in the waters in the form of a huge Octopus.

I worked for a very strange man named Dr Rustle. A man that lived alone in a mansion on the top of a hill. His face was pale white. Dr Rustle received “clients” that were referred to him by other people. Some of the clients were assigned to me and they became my work. My cousin, Chris, also worked for this strange man. I met up with Chris and saw that he had and was in charge of managing Dr Rustle’s master plan. This plan was in the form of a circular chart of wheels within wheels. In different wheels of the chart I saw a succession of clients, zodiac symbols, dates, and other inscriptions. Also on the chart, I saw my next client, Mr Mantle. Mr Mantle was brought to Dr Rustle by the father of a lady friend of mine. It did not feel to me that Dr Rustle’s clients came to him willingly by their choice, I perceived an underlying weirdness to how the clients came to be, as if they were tricked or forced into being there, I don’t know but it felt “dark”.

My client, Mr Mantle, was plagued by emotional conditioning that had locked him into a cycle of unfulfillment and lack of motivation. Unable to truly realize himself and his potentials, he passively decomposed as he waited for a personal prophecy to unfold. For as much as 10 years, Mr Mantle gave his power to a prophecy that he would be “saved” by a human with deer antlers.
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Another Lovely Event

Xendarboh does vizuals at Sengthong’s Bluesky Room

DJs:  Ravicher, The Zack, Ritchie

Saturday May 29 2010

I was in a restaurant type of setting. My friend was there sitting at a table, I sat next to her, and on the other side of the table was a man I did not know. The man had a device he had invented. It had tubes, one input and one output. The tubes connected to a clear cylinder shaped container. My friend repeatedly inhaled from one tube and when she did, there were two yellow rotating things that moved inside the container. I was suspicious of this device, as I often am of most “new age”, “free energy” devices out there and their inventors. This one in particular didn’t feel very safe to me due to the character and attitude of the man offering it. After some time of inhaling from this tube, my friend started to become less and less responsive. Sedated. To the point that she was not responsive at all. I could feel that she was still in there but from the outside it felt as if she was no longer connected to her body. I couldn’t wake her up. The dream faded with me trying to wake her up.

I was at a house of someone I don’t know. They had a little fenced yard with a gate that opened to the sidewalk. There was a plant, a vine, that started growing from inside the house and it grew out the front door and into the yard and along the gate. A rather long vine. My task, by request from the plant, was to cut it into smaller pieces and root the smaller pieces to make separate plants. So I did.

Xendarboh will be performing on Sunday with Borris (aka Videolicious).

This festy is awesome! I had blast last year. great location with lush trees and flowing river to swim in.

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