So I was finished with the end-of-course assessment for biology, and I decided after a while, why not go APin' and see if I can't reach my armory.

I went to my garden.  There I sort of wandered around, wondering what to do, when I thought, go to armory, right, go around to the back of the cabin.

So I went there.  I stood there trying to figure out where the entrance was when I saw a cellar door on the ground, with a black metal handle.  I pulled it up, and stepped inside onto the stairs of stone, and pulled it shut over me.  When I did torches along the wall lit up.

I continued down the stairs, running my hand along the wall, and when I got to the bottom, I picked up one of the torches from the wall.  It was a dark, rectangular chamber of stone, with wooden tables going down the length of it, with space around each table so that you could go around them.  Each table was identical, roughly fifteen feet by six feet, with a bunch of stuff piled on top of it.  There was a grate on the ceiling near a door to the left that let bright white light from the outside in near the area it shone.  It occured to me that it wasn't so much an armory as a storehouse of important things from past lives.

I went to the table nearest to my left (they were all evenly spaced).  Among the items was a pile of gold coins.  I picked one up and thought of a merchant's hand holding the coin.  I looked closer at it and saw it was a Roman coin, I think it had Caesar's head on it.

I thought of standing next to the ocean facing a city (Alexandria I think) and walking towards it, heading a caravan.  I think I was talking in Latin to a consort of mine, I remember saying, sneakily, "Caesar," and then joking about how he's everywhere watching us, the great imperial dictator.  Then we hailed a customs officer, and praied Caesar.

I put the coin back down.  I walked down to another table, I remember seeing a spear leaning against a wall.  On the table I picked up a small piece of parchment.  It had on it either some sort of either Arabic or Hebrew script.  It was very neat, it seemed like it was some sort of bill of sale or receipt.

Under the table, there was a chest that I pulled out.  I opened it up, and after what seemed like either light or dust came out, I saw in the chest a book, a tome.  I picked it up and realized at that moment that this scene was almost exactly the same as a beginning of a story I wrote in English where a young boy was taking a tome (just like this one) out of a chest, his name was Randolph I think, and there was a man with him, Marshall, that had taken him there, albeit very reluctantly, because the bokk had caused great trouble of some osrt in the past.  I set the torch in a hole that opened up in the table, and leafed through the book.  There was some sort of script, I think it was a spell-book of sorts, and on a page there was the sun-symbol that Rae mentioned (woah!).  I placed an attached bookmark on that page, then summoned a backpack and placed the book in it, then put the pack on my back.

I pushed the chest back under and went down to another table.  On this table the thing that caught my eye waas a blue lamp.  It had a metal base, with a blue, large, luminescent crystal mounted upon it, roughly 10 inches tall, then a cap which had a hinged handle on it for carrying.  I couldn't think of what it was for, but it had to do with something.

I went down to another table, there was not much I could see there, except for a black lump in the middle.  I reached over to touch it, and it got up and hissed at me.  It was a black cat, I got it to come to me and I petted it and it purred.  I got it up on my shoulder, where it sunk its claws into my back in its purriness.  Then it slumped off and stood in the space between tables, and looked at me for me to follow it.  I started towards it, and it went to the doorway I previously mentioned, with the grate above it.  I followed the cat, and the door went to another storage chamber.  The cat went to the left all the way to the back, then to another doorway to the right.  The cat disappeared through the door.

I went into it.  It was completely dark.  Then, a fire lit about fifteen feet in front of me.  It was set in an indention in the floor, it lit up about the immediate two feet around it.  Then I saw this... woman, in fron tof it.  I waled up to her, and she said these words, which I replied to in the same language, it was like some sort of oath-taking because some of the words I said were the same as the ones she said.

We did this about 5 times, then the test proctors finally came in to the room and collected my test so that I could leave.  And that was the end of that.

Also gonna sneak a few other things in.

First, today was National Prayer Day (screw separation of church and state), and I wound up in a prayer circle of about twenty people.  It wasn't forced, but it'd be clumsy not too.  So I took advantage of it, and tried playing with energy, sending it through other people.  Eventually I got it to where I could actually feel my energy passing through each person, and it was rather nice.

I also wonder, who are the Greys, in all this mechanism?  Which part do they play?

I also had a bout of childish impatience, which it's been a long time since that has happened.  I was waiting to use this neat tablet-like thing that teachers use to draw on the screen which is then projected onto a screen, and the person using it gave it to me, and there was another guy waiting for it, and I gave it to him mistakenly believing that he'd give it back right quick.  But he took the whole dang rest of the fifteen minutes to draw a person.  He was rather good, but I wanted to use it too, I had never used one before and wanted to use it.  I didn't make this fact aware to him, but I finally got to use it when the period ended, and when I tried to see if I could control it, I scribbled right next to his drawing, which people mistook for me trying to screw it up.

Then I felt that strange feeling of a hope being taken away... it made me teed off, when my friend came up to me and squeezed my neck real sharp I wanted to snap at him, and when someone told me that I had to go and get dressed for gym for the third time I almost snapped at him.  Strangely, after I went and got dressed, and came back,  the feeling went away, and I think it has something to do with my friend squeezing my neck.  I asked him to do it again, and he did it right in the spot where it hurt.  I wonder if it did actually affect something.