27 May 2004 #4

I walk into this building. It's a temple. Inside everything is an earthen color, and across the room there is a man bending in the doorway, stretching and instructing others. He's a darker man with long dreads pulled back. The temple is a tantric one, and it feels very old. I'm sitting along the wall on a ledge watching the instruction. There is a guy next to me with his dick out, and he's trying to get me to look at it, but I ignore him and turn my back. Later these intruders with money come in and require the people of the temple to include their daughter in the rituals. She is this grotesque obese woman who is carried in on a stretcher.
Next thing I am in this forgotten room, with dusty children's toys and an old computer. I am with a couple other people and we are looking for something to overthrow the intruders.