That my husband, David, and I went on vacation. We had to take a space ship to get there. Once there, I looked at the sky, and it was daytime, but I could see ALL the stars, and they moved fast enough to leave star-trails behind them: more and more until they got to a 'center' around which they spun, visible in the sky. I was disturbed by this, and looked down to the ground. We were on a path, but there were no roads. Living quarters were made as to take up as little space as possible, and to use as much natural things as possible, like wood, tree bark, fern fronds for roofs (these ferns must have been HUGE because the fronds looked to be about 20 feet long). It was crowded where we were, and we were given a modest female guide who took us to a living space next to hers. There was a tv, a bed, a couple of windows with no glass or screens, just covered by a thin cloth. The woman gave me a clear plastic purse for my personal things. It had a tiny golden wind-chime hanging inside. All of the women carried one, and I guessed this was to make sure no woman stole anything. The woman showed us how to prepare for things like meals, waking up, going to bed, coming home from being out, etc. This culture was deeply drenched in ceremony of a religious sort. We had to do things like walk around the meal table three times before sitting, carefully place a napkin on our laps, say something (?), then eat in silence. We drank a glass of wine at every meal. Then we went out to the 'beach' which was mostly huge waves crashing against boulders. David and I came to a bridge and looked down. No water, just rocks, maybe 20 feet down. And there was a naked child down there who looked about 5 or 6 years old, starved, and blue with cold. Of course we immediately went and got him, wrapping him in a warm brown blanket. When we got back to our living quarters (apparently connected to our guides quarters) she exclaimed 'You found Silo!!! oh, i must tell everyone, Silo is our Holy Child, and was lost some days back! She gave us clothing and food for Silo. Then he took us out to the gardens, where all of the food was grown. It was very impressive, as it looked very natural, the only difference being that every plant was food or had edible parts. At mealtime, I was told that Silo was a prophet, and could enter people's minds. You knew it was happening because his eyes would change from normal blue to black. I found that disturbing as well, but the child never harmed me, so I did nothing. The last thing I recall is being outside looking at that crazy sky, and saw some clouds in the distance, not really far. Cumulonimbus, the big, fluffy kind. And nestled among some of the cloud-puffs were spheres, white as the clouds themselves. I asked someone about them, and was told simply not to worry about them since they would not hurt me. Odd. That's all. - Blu