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108 When we got to the bottom the elevator thing didn’t stop. Instead, some part of it must have split off because we were now traversing along horizontally, being carried by something. (Dream logic I guess ;) Or something that really can happen, who knows.) We were now in this absolutely huge gigantic cavern room. A completely self-contained underground facility removed from the world of the surface. It was completely surreal. The woes of the surface world didn’t exist down here. Politics, the environment, enormous. We rapidly began to ascend in height up and sideways into the air, traversing along on whatever it was that was carrying us, formerly part of the elevator car. The lighting wasn’t bright fluorescent, it was more like really bright firelight. Hard to describe. And it wasn’t actually a cave, although I never got a good look at the wall structure. I was distracted by us lifting up into the air, and getting a whirling, almost panoramic view of the gigantic room below...... including these enormous incinerator furnace fireplaces that were below us. Pot bellied stove furnace things with smoke stack chimneys that went up, up, up through the ceiling and onto whatever above that. These stove furnaces were enclosed in their own room that had this plexiglass-ish transparent wall material so you could clearly see them, and Joe excitedly explained to me that the stoves burned some combination of carbon dioxide and bleach. (??) I watched the fires roar silently from inside the rounded pot belly bottoms of these incinerators, behind the transparent enclosure. There was no signs of life in this huge cavernous room. No windows either, obviously. The air was still and warm. Just then we found ourselves surrounded by a tingly energy type force and it took hold of the thing we had been traveling on, and it lifted us up so we were free flying through the air on just a small seat/bench sort of thing, up, up, slightly wobbly but completely controlled by some force [electro magnetic force field Joe would later tell me in the waking world] that had become aware of our presence and was not too happy. It wanted to see us and deal with us. We continued to free float, and I was nervous but completely EXHILERATED, all at the same time. What an adventure I’d gotten Chasing Phantoms i The woes of the national borders, wars, starvations, materialism, disease, work, school, family, loved ones. None of it. It was calm and quiet and still and wall structure. myself into! I gripped Joe’s arm as we talked about how this energy