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The being told me things I could never remember afterwards. There were unrecalled conversations between us where his voice was clear without lips moving and mine was also present without speech. Whatever was said, I think I protested. I remember trying to keep the dream consistent and see how far it would go without consciousness creeping in. Whenever the slightest fear or doubt came into the scene, my critical sense would rudely return awakening me with a jolt. Memories washed away and I returned to my old self. I often suspected that a delicate communication link was broken when this happened as I always knew it was never just a dream. Lalso suspect that the Programmers tried all sorts of desperate tricks to interact with me at all possible opportunities. The manifestations of these attempts seemed alien to me in all senses of the word. Nothing was ever direct and the scenarios were always abstract. The dreams continued and appeared to be taking a different form. These unconscious liaisons with the “monks” were just as frequent although I was starting to pick up extra memories of the dream. The monks came in threes most times, the same particular three it seemed. This was a facet that I wasn’t aware of before. Also when I tried to think of where all this took place, the dreamscape looked like a desert somewhere with a backdrop of sand dunes and a sunset. Three robed beings, one of which appeared to be the leader, set in a type of desert with conversational debates that I don’t clearly remember. What did any of this tell me? There were other vivid and striking dreams also that appeared more relevant than the others. These were dreams of a night sky occupied with the most breathtaking craft which could only have been recognised as UFO’s. I would stand there absolutely spellbound looking up at a night sky filled with these strange craft with no knowledge of where I was or who piloted these objects. In the dream, these UFO’s didn’t appear to be the classical cigar-shaped objects or the newer triangular ones but a design more akin to something from centuries ago, gothic even. The craft appeared enormous, bigger than anything reported so far and had a design more like medieval castles than hi- tech ships. I remember the craft in all shapes and sizes but each of them were soundless with a ghostly blue white light and some were slightly transparent. I have no sequential memories of these dreams, just the awesome image of this fantastic gothic looking craft taking up the entire backdrop of sky. 34 hijacked it for their own use.