Hmmm... this energy stuff is very very cool.

Last night as I was in bed, I decided, hey, let's see if I can get the energy from my body flowing to my index fingers.  So I put my index fingers right next to each other, and shut my eyes, and move energy (as I perceive it) from, successively, my feet, my legs, my groin, my chest, my above-head, my head, my throat, and my arms to the tips of my fingers, and I do it over and over again until it go smoothly enough.  Then, as I'm concentrating on doing that, I notice that there's now a little sensation on the tips of my index fingers, sorta like there's a little bit of heat applied there.  I do this for a minute, then stop, because my hands were shaking from the effort.  I got up to see if there was anything different about the fingers, and there really wasn't, except maybe, I don't know, it could have been washing the hands before going to bed, maybe my fingers are just that way, maybe its callus from guitar - I dunno.  But the tips of my fingers feel grainy, slightly, and there is a very small pock mark on each of them, in the area of the sensation.

So I lie down, and then I immediately start to drift off, almost as though my spirit were to just drift off.  It really felt like it!  As though I were going to come undone from my body!  But then I jerked, and snapped back.  I did it again after that, and my body jerked.  Hmph.  It took me a while to get to sleep again.

ARRGH!!  Stupid computer just posted the blog.

I had a dream where I stood up to a cop.  For some reason (that existed but I can't remember) I was driving a black Buick-ish type car, with bench seats and steering wheel transmission, down the road from my house.  I came upon an intersection, it was night, and it didn't look exactly like my town.  It looked like my town, maybe fifteen years ago, because there was just two or three gas stations, as opposed to all the stuff that is there now.  Maybe a car dealership.  I got to the intersection, and when I stopped, I realized I was in the middle of the intersection.  I hastily pulled the car back, but saw the flashing blue lights of a cop car and pulled into a gas station instead.  He followed, I got out, worried for the most part that the cop would find out that I was too young to be driving.  But then I asked him, what makes me have to follow the laws?  He said that's just the way it is.  I gave up then, but later realized in the dream, when I was back in the car (he didn't arrest me, probably because I was going to question him), that I could have soundly defeated him in the trail of logic, because arresting me has no logical basis; I committed no harm, there is no one to compensate.  I didn't even hurt the state, which you can't hurt in the first place because it's not real.  There was a six dollar fine he gave me, but somehow I got away with not having to pay it.

This morning, I ticked off a teacher.  He was kinda stressed already, I suppose.  He told us to go to the tenth page of our agenda, which has the rule-book, and he pointed out rule 9, which said No pajamas may be worn to school.  I asked him why we must must follow the rules.  Just a question (even though I don't wear pajamas to school).  And he said, {That's the rules.  Well, why do we have to follow the rules?  That's the rules} <-- copy, paste eight or nine times.  Then he said, Listen I don't have time for debate.  I'm thinking, It's not debate it's a QUESTION that deserves an honest answer.  Then he asked the class if there were any questions.  Smoke may have come out of my ears.

Then, in gym, after a round of soccer, I laid down to cool off.  I tried to imagine energy going through my body.  Then, I remembered Reiz's Ghost Theory, and that if I were to do this, I would be consuming my own energy.  So, I took it from the air's heat.  I did each successive body part, and the air for each part was just a little colder when I did that.  I recovered soon after.  Maybe I recovered naturally, and I'm just imagining things.

Anyway that's all I wanted to put down for now.