I am at a summer camp, under a clear, bright, starfilled
sky.  There  is  a  sphere  in the sky,  sort  of  an  orangish
moon.  Suddenly, a bright, glowing light begins descending
from  the  sky.  I  see  a  circular  spaceship  which  is  half
machine,  half  humanoid.  It  is as  if  the bottom  half  is a
mandala—like  spaceship  and  the top  half  an inhumanly,
rather ugly space—person, neither male or female.  As the
sphere is descending from the sky, and everyone outdoors
at the camp is looking up at the sky, I  think to myself that
the  star,  or  spaceship,  is  for  me.  There  is  a  sense  of
certainty  that  I feel about that.  As the star descends and
becomes a spacecraft/person,  the space—person points a
finger  at  me and  says,  "Tomorrow night  you  leave," or
"Tomorrow night you go." I accept this at the time.
     Then  I  go  somewhere.  More   than   that   I   do   not
remember.
     Now  I  have returned to camp. Apparently I have been
gone for  a  short period  of time,  possibly  a day  or two. I
am   aware   that   I   have   missed   some   of  the  camp's
programming.  I  return  with  these  fantastic photographs.
The photos are both black-and-white and in color.  There is
a black-and-white solar system, or a galaxy of innumerable
stars,   and  superimposed  on  this  photograph  is  a  large
orangish  planet.  I  feel very energized, but freaked out by
the experience I have been through. I go to the camp nurse
to show her the photographs.  She is busy but her assistant
wants  to  take my temperature.  I  politely  refuse  and say
that I am all right. (S.P., Montreal, Quebec)

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