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(Then I was watching the fire spread in the stone fireplace. Once again trying to put it out, I poked it with my stick. Instead I knocked chunks of ground out of the bottom of the circle, and could look through space at other cliffs and trails far below. At the same time the others with me cautioned me to stop poking. I realized now that the end of our ledge was held up now by only a thin column of stone, but didn’t feel alarmed at this. The stone column seemed to be aglow, or hot.

(Then I was on a vacation trip in the tropics. I believe the same group was with me. I had a pair of binoculars to watch others on the trails. There was a woman here in the dream but her role is beyond my accurate recall.

(Now one of my close friends—I cannot recall his name, if I ever knew it—was due to ski down one of the trails. I was very concerned for his safety. The man, in a green uniform, sailed down a trail and into the air. At this time I seemed to be in a bed, suspended first over the trails, and then in a room.