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Cows in the Flowers

I dreamed there was an island of flowers in my yard. Three cows were on the little garden area. There wasn't even room on the flower bed for them to turn around, but they stayed right there.

What is Spinning me in Bed?
I felt as though I was spinning by the feet in bed. I opened my eyes (in my dream) to see if I really was spinning. I seemed to be in my bed straight.

I closed my eyes again and paid attention to my body. I really started to spin. Not fast--I simply felt myself moving in a circle as though someone took my feet and was spinning me around.

I thought it was satan, my ex step-mother, or my Dad. All should have been dream signs, and opening my dream eyes should have been a hint that I was dreaming. Oh well.

Trying not to think about Satan (I don't believe in the devil iwl), I called out the name of my ex step-mother. I saw a silhouette of her, but there was a little light showing her dark skin color.

I called out to my Dad.

This is the third dream in the last few weeks where I kind of knew I was dreaming or that something was not real or not right.

Dream skip

I was at a party for a really rich guy. At first I was out doors. His property was huge. It felt like a college campus with grassy areas leading to a wall with a 2 foot drop, then a large walkway laid with brick.

I ended up going with a guy inside. I had a beer that tasted like pink ginger-ale. We went in a room looking for something. I set my beer down, and when we left, I realized I had left my beer in the room.

I went back to look for it and couldn't find it. I went to a back room and couldn't find it. I went back to a bathroom and looked around and finally found it.

I then asked the guy I was with if he wanted something. He said he wanted a quesa dilla with four pieces of something. I then had a small, home made tortilla in my hand with 4 pieces of cheese. I went into a back bathroom to put it together with onion or something. My friend D's wife was in the bedroom. I was hoping she would show me a little something. She never did.

Funeral

I was going to a funeral for someone (?). People were packing for the occasion, and I realized I was late to pack. I started folding my clothes thinking I'd be OK if I just got on it. It was kind of stressfull.

At the location of the funeral, it was kind of like a party. I was supposed to dress respectably, but I didn't have the right clothes, though nobody was in a suit.

At one point I was going to change. I had 2 shirts on and was trying to take the top one off. Later I still had to change my shirt. The nicest one I had was a Hawaiian shirt, but someone said it would be fine. I tride to take of the shirt I was wearing, but now there were 2 shirts on underneath it, so it was really tight and I couldn't get it off.

At one point I was in a prop plane with Oprah or something. I thought how it was interesting to be in a plane. I asked if it felt weird being in such a large vehicle. I said, "I drive a bus, but this is still a pretty big vehicle."

We were going to drive the plane to the funeral, but we never went anywhere. Now, outside the plane, others were already up at the body. I was running a little late.

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A Superfine Girl

I was with a girl who was so hot it was unbelievable. She was stuck up and knew she was hot, Another girl was there too and she looked really nice.

A question came up about who I thought was beautiful and I said both of them. She told me to wash my hands because I should have known that was the wrong answer or something like that.

I just stroked her hair and held her around the waist. She was so-o-o-o hot!

Shuttle Launch

I was in Florida at Cape Kennedy. There was a shuttle launch. I told someone with me, maybe my kids, "Come on! A shuttle just launched!"

I see the shuttle going up, but it is just to the left of the brightest sun I've ever seen in my life. I lose the shuttle in the sun and never can see it again. I know I should be able to follow a trail of smoke or something to find it again, but I couldn't find it. I was pissed!

Battle and Breasts

There was a busty brunette in a red shirt. I had a small fork (Oden by Dansk design), and the chick had a pry bar. They are about 8 feet long and weigh 30 lbs or so.

The fight wasn't fair, so she gave me a hug. My face was right at her breasts. Then there was some anthem playing, and I realize it is her singing, so I have my face at her breast until the anthem is over.

Back to the battle. I know that if I beat her, I can give her another hug, and I want to hug her, so I'm prepared to battle. I think to myself how I can't perry with my fork. I'm actually going to have to use my hands to block her pry-bar.

My dream ended.

Driving Danger

I was in a car with a couple friends; a girl was driving. We were going to my house and we were close, but somehow she took a wrong turn and we were immediately in a very bad part of town.

By a false memory, I recognized where we were. I told her to be careful and don't stop for any of the people on the street. We There was debris from trees all over the street as though there had been a storm and city workers had piled it up into huge piles.

The street was littered with debris. We drove over the leaves and came to a pile that I wasn't sure we could get by. The pile was about 10 feet high and took up almost the entire road. There were 4 or 5 guys talking by it and we had to drive by them. They were drug dealers. They were the guys I was afraid of.

We made it past them and kept driving. There were more piles of leaves everywhere, and the street was still full of debris.

Alien Golf

I was in a restaurant at night. It was a weird floor plan as though it were in the trees and you had to take narrow walk-ways to get through the restaurant.

There was something going on but I can't remember it really. I just remember coming out and there was a guy standing in the center of a circular platform in a sheet that made him look like the statue of liberty. It was a guy that I met at a softball game IWL. He had a red shirt on at the game. Outside it was day time.

I thought it was weird that he would be standing there in that sheet, and I thought it was weird that it looked like stone, just like the statue of liberty. I looked more closely to see how it worked and saw a pattern on the sheet. It was little orange things. Maybe they were rabbits.

Now I looked up to see what he was looking at. There were two construction cranes. On opposite sides of statue-man, their long booms reached out. Things were attached to the booms as if welded on until the cranes formed a circle around statue-man. The things welded to the cranes were metal circles, but they were more artistic than simple discs. There were lots of figures of different sizes, but as the circles met at a certain point, there were just these jagged discs until the circle around this city square was complete.

The man and I looked up at this towering thing. Where the two objects met, the cranes were now as arms creating metal golfers a hundred feet tall. They were getting ready to put.

Now the putters were little smurfy alien type creatures, no a golf course, and it was night again. The balls were glowed green. The course seemed to be all lit up by the glowing balls in holes around the course. It also seemed as though there were glowing bushes, but only a few, because the balls seemed to be the major lighting force. It was a beautiful course all lit up at night.

One of the alien things took a ball out of a hole. The ball belonged to another alien. The alien was upset because the balls cost about $500,000.00.; the dollar amount was completely out of context vs. the alien's net worth however.

The alien that was just ripped off decided to go home. In his little villiage, he was outside his hut and decided to go home. His place was glowing also, and since his pool was glowing (I didn't actually see the pool), an alien who didn't live there said, "Time for LOVE IN THE POOL!"

The alien who owned the home looked distrought because his day was going so badly.

Dream skip

I'm in a kind of class room. I have a bunch of albums, some new. I bought them, but I have no idea what the new ones are. The class is discussing how everyone is saying that something is not popular when it is. I chimed in how it was like Syd Barret. Everyone says he's not popular, but everyone keeps talking about him.

Then I start singing one of his songs Opel. Statue-man is by me but acting more normal. I think he was wearing the same red shirt he was wearing at the softball game.

When I would get stuck on a line, he would finish it, though it was obviously me finishing the line as a dreamer because I was having trouble creating the line for the guy in the red shirt...as a dreamer.

Dream skip

I'm watching a soap opera in real life? There was a building you might see in a Mexican/Spanish soap. There was a fancy structure with wrought iron designs that you could see through into a courtyard.

The building was on fire, though I didn't see the fire. The wrought iron was broken away from where it was supposed to connect. There was a space about six inches to get through.

A big, hansom man went through the tiny space to save someone. I noted how ridiculous it was that he could get through that tiny space. He went through, and then helped a man get out of the structure.

Dungeon at the Rook

I was in a dungeon. It was stone, dark, and miserable. I wasn't locked in, but I was behind a cell door. There were square holes in the wall in the room behind my door that were designed to offer some sort of product. There were coin returns like the ones on old coke machines or video games. I was collecting money from all the coin returns, and I wasn't supposed to.

I turned and looked out the cell door. In the walkway outside my cell, there were other holes in the wall about the size of a microwave oven. They had bars over them and they were black inside. They were cells.

I figured who ever they once held could not enter from that side. There must have been a way to get into those cells from another entrance. I thought how miserable it would have been to be locked up in one of those cells.

I started getting nervous that I was locked in, so I looked at the door. It was open. I pushed it and walked out. I looked up and out a large opening in the rock wall that led outside. A truck circled into the parking area above us.

I was with someone now. We ducked, but he thought it was his brother coming to pick us up. We were excited to get out of there. Then it seemed it may not be his brother. That's OK. We were out of the cell.

Dream skip

I have a bird's-eye view of the building with the dungeon. It is stately and looks like a government building. The main entrance is round, and then there are rectangular portions extending outwards. There is a newspaper in the plastic bag on the roof of the building at the edge of the main part of the building. It was odd even in my dream.

Dream skip

I am in a room inside the building. There is a party going on. An Asian women says, "Everyone from C-53 get together for a picture" or something like that. Some older gentlemen get together on a sofa for a picture. My stupid brother runs to a chair. It is off to the side, but it is obvious he wanted to get in the picture. The Asian woman says, "I you are C-42--what are you doing?" or something like that.

A woman shows me a strange camera called a C-9 I think. I'm not sure all these alpha-numeric identifiers are correct. They may not have been so similar in my dream.

The girls camera had a weird handle. It was a bar that you grip, and teh camera was built onto it. Anyway, I overheard someone say that the name of the building was The Rook. I assumed it had to do with the shape of the main part of the building being round like a rook in Chess.

Swimming Party

I'm in a pool teaching a young woman how to swim. She was a little heavy set and hispanic. She was cute. She had very dark eyes. She was on her back. I took her hair in my right hand and felt it so that she wouldn't realize as it was under water. I felt a wet handful of hair very vividly. I rubbed it on my leg.

Sexy Time

I was licking a girl. It was pink and nice.

Another Pen Dream

I had a different pen dream last night.

In this dream, I had a twist pen that I have IWL. It was evidence that I was involved in a crime.

Journaling so late, I can't remember more of the dream, but it was disturbing.

Marrying an Old Bosses Daughter

I used to work for an insurance company. My manager was not nice. They had a son.

I was marrying the daughter of the owner of an insurance company I used to work for. The wife of the owner was going through all my old pay stubs which showed very little earnings. She didn't like that.

At first I didn't care, but then I thought, "Those are mine, they are personal, and I don't have to let her see them." We struggled as I tried to take them away from her.

Then we were struggling over my manuscript. I told her she should have just taken it when I offered it to her. Then her husband asked for it and I said, "OK."

Then they started telling their daughter she shouldn't marry me. I got very upset because I had spent a lot of money on the relationship. I thought if they didn't want her marrying me because I don't make much money, they should have spoken up before I'd invested so much in the relationship.

It is now 2:49 and I'm going back to sleep.

I'm glad I logged that dream ^ I completely forgot about it.

Looking to Buy a House


I dreamed that I was looking to buy a house with MJ, though his name was Desmond or something. It was the perfect house. I simple ranch, but the view was stellar. You could see the city from a distance of about 30 miles looking over to your right, then panning to the left there were some trees and a cliff face. Then off in the distance to the left, the view was a hundred miles. The lawn was huge. I knew I wanted to buy the house.

We walked down the yard and to the cliff. It was too steep to climb, and so was the wooded area next to it. I tried to climb it, but the plant life growing on it made me not want to put my hands on the rocks. IWL I don't care about dirt and muck, but this was weird plant life. I couldn't see what was in it and didn't want to venture it right then.

We went back to the house and found two wasp nests. I wasn't afraid of them, but I was thinking about how I would get rid of them.

The End

In with Special Forces?

I was with a group of people I don't know in waking life. We were in a restaurant eating at a booth. Someone started taking pictures of me. His flash went off with each picture.

I reached down for my camera, a 35 mm which I don't have IWL. I wound it and did something else to prepare to take a picture without the guy noticing, then stood up and chased the guy and took his picture.

He knew I was onto him, but he was spying on me. He thought I was involved in something that I wasn't. I had a special weapon, but I was out of my league.

I found a pen in my pocket. It was a basic looking pen that you push down on the back and the ball-point comes out, but this pen had special power. You could use it to make objects levitate, or to turn objects on and off.

I was not adept at this power. A colleague figured out that his pen had the power, and we were part of some team, so I had the pen, I tried it, and sure enough it worked. I made a glass levitate. I was supposed to not be obvious with this power, but it was amazing and I wanted to get better control of it. At one point I made two objects rise, then one fell. Maybe it broke.

Dream skip and I'm at a house. It is like a fraternity house of everyone who is similar to me in this group team thing. We are together, and yet there are differences.

The guy that was taking pictures has the face of a Latino Mechanic who ripped me off once IWL. He said that someone was going to do something in the financial markets. Now, I'm realizing that since it isn't me as I have nothing to do with the financial markets, maybe he should be taking pictures of someone else on my team.

One of my friends was about to talk to the team about the guy who took my picture. I told him not to say anything to anyone because if someone on our team is going to do something in the financial markets, then we don't want to give away the fact that someone is on to him, even though the guys efforts are misdirected towards me.

Although I considered the guy taking pictures of me to be a "bad guy," somehow, the guy on my team who might be involved in this conspiracy is also a "bad guy."

Now I look around the house and check out the view. I see pictures on the wall of the team in their work environment. It helps build the DC's character. Two guys bunk in the same room. Lots of people live in this house, all on the same team.

There is a party going, but there is a disturbing feature of possum/raccoon guts in the trash can. It as full of guts. Their are curtains hanging down getting dirty in them. I try to do something with them. At one point I am thinking of putting gun powder in the can and burning them.

Then, the guy who was taking pictures of me shows up. He is skulking around the house outside on a circular wrap-around porch. He scares me.

I look outside. I try using my pen to turn off the lights. Maybe it worked. I look down and there as a Mars Rover type vehicle rolling around. I try to turn it off, but it isn't working. The guy taking pictures of me is way out of my league. He takes a car from the garage, drives it down the yard into a lake. It's a freaking amphibious car. I can't turn the rover off and it follows him.

The End.

I was in a large room. It was as big as an airplane hanger. There was no furniture.

Hanging from the ceiling were huge steel objects. Their dimensions were approximately 10' x 10' x 2', They were different shapes and colors, but solid colors.

I looked up knowing what to do. I had to avoid these objects that were coming to kill me. One came sliding across the ceiling. It could drop on me. Then another came from the other side of the room. It slid towards me, but it lower as it came towards me, so instead of threatening to drop on me, it could simply hit me as it moved forwards.

I started looking around the room and multiple objects started moving. I had to maneuver my way away from them.

Then the room started producing objects. I had to find stop button for each object or the room would continue to produce that object.

The room produced large plastic garbage cans. Then it started producing large plastic guns. I had to find some button and press it. I did.

Then the room started producing a small action figure. It was evil. It wasn't so much shaped like a person, but it spoke...eventually. It had a light which I ripped out carefully. I had to avoid a sharp point on the figure. I was upset about the point so I went to break it. It turned out to be a spear. When I broke the figures spear, it got mad and spoke to me saying, "You got me there, but now I'm angry!" or something like that. I continued to rip out a few wires and it "died."

Dream Skip

I'm in an old condo I used to live in with my mother. It was in good condition, but a wall was coming apart and it was going to need work soon. We needed to sell the place quickly to avoid having to deal with the problem.

As I walked through the house, I looked down over the living room. It was all white. There was a computer in the far right corner with a display in front of it. It was like silly bands, but nearly a foot high. There were several of them and they took on a random shape in response to the computer input. It was a physical manifestation of art that my mother was working on.

I was surprised that she would choose to do her art on a computer, but she did, and she had set up this thing in front of the computer to change shapes as she worked on her art. The art she was working on and the silly bands did not look alike. The silly bands would all take on the same shape.

There was another computer at the opposite corner of the room. It displayed the same artwork as the other computer. Someone made some innocuous change on the second computer, but it made a change to the display of silly bands. This change would be a give-away that someone had played with her computer.

There was some issue with some people trying to kill someone and they were caught. Then three ugly, heavy-set black women sat down at a dinner table and tried not to look guilty, but they were guilty of the crime.

The End

A Recent Peak

I recently saw a women's lib chick. I did the Step and Lean to get a better view as she leaned over. I got several good looks.

Last night I woke up to go to the bathroom and started thinking about her and ended up dreaming about her.

I was with J, I saw her breast. Her nipple looked funny, but her breast was really, really soft. That was the story at least. I don't remember feeling it. One of us said something about it and the other explained why it was so soft. I wish I could remember who said what.

A Dream Girl

I was in a weird setting. I don't really remember what it was, but there were girls about. I ended up doing a reality check and my hand kind of looked normal, then I had a thumb and 4 stubs.

I was off on my hunt. There was one really pretty girl with long, dark hair and I went to find her. I did find her and started kissing her, but my dream fell apart.

I had an FA, but I didn't fall for it. Thinking I was awake, and very disappointed, I did an RC anyway and I was still dreaming, so I found J again.

I told her I like small breasts like hers. She told me not to be shy, so I started feeling her up. This was more vivid than the other dreams I had.

I felt the bottom of her breast, and then forced my hand up to feel the rest of it. I got my hand around the rest of her breast. I didn't ever feel her nipple, but it was really nice anyway.

The End

I was with a friend B. She had a long, yellow car. Dark hair, but she had freckles on her chest. I saw the sides of her breast coming out of her tank top.

Then I was hugging a girlfriend of hers, I. She also had long, dark hair, but it was died. She was very pretty. We hugged.

It was a very nice dream.

I was in some weird Hotel type place. It was kind of nice. I was with a girl, and the Mob was after her. I started running down the dark hallway outside the rooms. There were rooms to my right and my left, but I could run in a circle around the rooms on my left.

I kept turning the corner waiting to see the mob. Finally, I turned the corner and saw them. I kicked at least one guy. He was gone.

Then I was going back to the girl when I heard a noise. I started running around the corner to find who was there. I turned a couple corners and nobody was there. On the third turn, maybe the fourth (which wouldn't make sense), I saw two guys with guns. I stopped. They had me. They shot me, though I never heard or felt anything.

Next thing I knew I was on the ground...but I wasn't dead. I started realizing I was dreaming.

The two guys started kicking me. It didn't hurt, but seeing their feet coming at me was a bit disconcerting. I thought I would grab their legs and pull them down with super-strength. I had trouble doing that, but I was using my will very positively.

Dream skip

I'm with the girl alone. she reminds me of a live anime character. She is quiet and has dark hair. She is someone I knew from school. I begin making love to her.

Somehow there is now a blondish girl. She eventually turns into another dark haired girl from school. She acts innocent, but I rip her tight clothing off.

It really doesn't want to come off. I want the other girl more, but I struggle and get this girls clothes off. Her body is devine.

Once her clothes are off, I position myself so that she is behind me and I am making love to the first girl. I do that for a bit.

I realize that even with my good fortune, you are supposed to do an RC. I look at my hand to stabilize. I have 5 fingers, but my hand is distorted. I go back to the girls. It is fantastic, but soon I find I'm trying to screw some kind of false device. It isn't working out so well anymore and my dream is over.

Somewhere along the line I had a false awakening, but it didn't phase me. I think it actually led into my lucid.

Epic

JAR vs I

I was with a group of people in someones house. I was with JAR. I couldn't believe it. I held her and we danced. I think I kissed her neck.

One by one the other people, mostly kids, started coming in the room. I couldn't be personal with her. I told her it would be impolite at this party to keep going away from everyone to be alone. She said, "OK."

Later, I was with IF. If was sad because she understood. She was going to leave. I felt bad. IF began to tear up. I opened a tiny bottle of something from her work. It smelled like isopropyl alcohol.

Dream Skip

The group contained young adults now. We were being instructed by someone on how to fly a jet in a game. We were being given step by step instructions that we had to write down.

The first instruction was to engage the thrusters and keep them on. He was referring to a kind of pilot light that would allow actual thrusters to engage when necessary. He said that whether we needed forward or reverse thrusters, the fire would start that thruster.

I was falling behind writing the instructions. I think there were between 9 and 11 instructions for us to take home and study.

Haunted House...Again!
My previous dream about this house is here

In neither dream do I convey how real and scary, nasty, dark, and dank the house was, or how real the deamon seemed. The feeling of impending doom was ridiculous.

This particular house is a recurring dream now. There is a "dreamon" in the house, but he is dormant. You wake him up by going in the house. The house is reminiscent of an apartment I lived in that went through a fire. It's more than just a mess. You REALLY don't want to be in the space. It is dark and there is crap everywhere. It is obviously abandoned with objects turned over and such.

I saw my grandfather who has been gone for many years. He was really handy iwl. I thought to myself, "You can check out the haunted house!"

He went with me. He took a large, wrought-iron skeleton key and inserted it into an old lock with ornate design around it. He turned the key.

We never made it in the house because I thought so hard about it being a really bad idea. I thought my grandfather would be a logical, practical man that would not believe in the deamon, but I began to remember that it was real, and so I was too afraid to go in.

The dream ended.

Claymation Game

All I remember from this dream was that there was a game with a cartoon of a claymation dinosaur / dragon. It appeared to be about 6" tall. There was a goal to do something with a ball which was about 2" in diameter--I forgot what. It looked like a beach ball with different colors.

Once the goal was complete, there was like an extra point to be gotten. The dinosaur had to just touch the ball, and the ball would disappear, or be absorbed by the dinosaur or something.

I didn't see the game play, but it was time for the dragon to touch the ball. He touched it with the base of his tail, but the ball didn't disappear. The dinosaur looked at the ball a little confused. He leaned into the ball more--nothing. Then he fell on the ball to make stronger contact with it, but it didn't go away.

Not so Vacation

I was at a beach with my first girlfriend. She was with her new man. I was thinking it was time to pack and go home, so I started to pack.

It was really difficult getting all my clothes together in the suitcase, but I wanted to get it done so I didn't have to do it later.

I saw my old girlfriends cloths and noticed a black, corduroy Nike shirt that I liked, and a shirt with a seagull that I used to like a lot. I wished I had them. Her clothes were perfectly folded.

She told me we were going to stay at the beach until Friday which was a few days away, although it was Thursday. I had a lot of trouble figuring out how much time we could stay at the beach because of this discrepancy, but I tried to enjoy the fact that we had a few days of vacation left.

I wanted to go to the beach, but the bathroom was dirty. There were holes in the bathtub and other places. There was trash stuffed in all the holes, and it wasn't easy to get out, but I couldn't take a shower with trash everywhere.

I didn't want to go to the beach knowing I couldn't take a shower later, but I didn't want to spend my whole vacation cleaning the bathroom.

Eventually I joined the party. I asked if the beach had shells I could look for. R said, "Yes." I looked out the window. The beach was above us, which I thought was odd. I saw nice waves and lots of shells. There were so many shells, it didn't even look nice to walk on the beach.

Destroying a Bomb

Three nights ago I had a dream that someone had a bomb strapped to them. It consisted of 3 M-80 sized explosives -- 1 each in black, red, and green.

If I broke the wires, it would blow, but I couldn't let it stay on the person, so I took my foot and broke through the wires. It did not blow.

Zombies

I dreamed there were zombies with powdery-white hair and faces. One had a ware-wolf face. He had the powdery-white hair and face also. He was an outcast even among the other zombies.

He was trying to climb up on a window ledge, but was having trouble because he wasn't very strong.

Chinese Taking Nigerian Slaves
Another Alarm-infiltrated dream

I was playing a game with some lady. I was a guest in her home I think. The game was like Risk. I was in the position to make a diplomatic tie with China. I wasn't happy about their stand on human rights, but I decided to make friends with them because it seemed better than not doing so.

I went to a box with cartridges and pulled out the one to make friends with China. That would be a pain in the ass game!

As I pulled out that cartridge, another came out a bit. I left it, and the lady got a little upset that I left it out. I explained that my dad would have been upset to, but I would push it back in when I replaced my cartridge.

Then I realized that in real life, China was taking up the practice of enslaving Nigerians. I though, "Oh God! We got over that 150 years ago, and they are just now starting?" I pictured the horrors starting all over again with one person representing everyone who would now become slaves. It was horrible.

Trafficking Cocaine

I was in a Semi going across the border to Mexico. I was being stopped so border patrol could check my truck. It had cocaine in it. I now realized I was in trouble because of course they would check a trailer like mine.

I saw a truck that was parked really poorly. I thought I did such a poor job of parking. Then I realized My truck was actually parked properly.

Fish

I was in the water. I saw several fish. I caught one fish by the tail. It was friendly looking, but had a ferocious looking mouth. It was blue and white.

At first, I wasn't sure it was a fish, but I looked at it closely and saw what I thought were eyes, which they were. That's when the fish came to life. I caught it by the tail between my thumb and forefinger on the flat part of its tail.

Someone was with me. I tried to tell them how to catch a similar fish.

Then I was by a coral reef. It was large and flat, and things could live under it. I was afraid something could come out from under it because I was right there at the edge.

I saw muscles too. They made me feel a bit uncomfortable.