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do. They were black in colour and moved about mainly on their underside so I wonder if my prior or later knowledge of seals perhaps distorted my mind into seeing them that way. It looked as though the humans in the scene cohabited quite happily with these creatures and I got the impression that this was a type of gathering for rest rather than any mutual coercion. Another interesting aspect was that there was something else, something alive above us overlooking the scene only I couldn’t see what. That seemed to have been the extent of my memory, a frustrating boundary which I always run into during these recollections. As always, I was overwhelmed when the new memory dawned upon me and dumbstruck when it finished. I had witnessed yet another déja vu fade into nowhere and there was nothing I could do. This particular recollection however was interesting because it had striking similarities to the previous. The outdoor activity was there, like a garden fete where wise animals were present communicating with me, this time telepathically. Rather than humanised apes of the last memory it was seals with advanced minds. Humans were again present but I didn’t pay much attention to them owing to these nondescript creatures everywhere. What made this memory fascinating was that I seemed to have requested it as I had gone to bed the previous night thinking, “Wouldn’t it be great if--” I could have put this down to coincidence, thinking that a new memory might have been due anyway, but then I once remember reading about something like this. I used to follow the case of Ed Walter’s Gulf Breeze Sightings quite fanatically at one time, reading books on the subject whenever they came out even noting how his photographs of the UFO’s sighted near his home in Florida were very similar to the cathedral-like ones I once dreamt about even though I suspect that was flashback. In his book, UFO Encounters at Gulf Breeze he describes a theory similar to “sleeping on it” a phenomenon where one could go to bed and request something just before dropping off to sleep and by morning either subconsciously or paranormally the answers will be there waiting. He went on to describe how a number of questions were answered this way, perhaps by forces unknown. Ihave often drifted off into sleep only to be met with a string of mysterious numbers followed by lucid dreams where my answers will be cryptically demonstrated. Whether I cared to remember them the following day is another matter as more times than not dreams are commonly forgotten. It is hard to say whether these messages are generated from the subconscious or something outside but on this occasion it had seemed symbolic of something 125