12/23: The first time I have ever wrote about my dreams~I was in a place with someone, unrecognizable; they had no features but had ability to to summon a higher form of existence. We met and followed a procedure, one that I could not specifically recall, but that seemed to involve some sort of technology, but one that worked as I found myself in front of a multi armed creature, almost as if it were the tentacles of an octopus. Gazing into the realm of something that never seemed possible and with utter shock that I was even there, while I was immersed in that amazement, although slightly uneasy in the thought that I was facing something that you would only dream about, the creature somehow peered into my thoughts for just an instance. Instead of focusing on the creature and what it was doing I was more focused on how to get back to this place in the future. At that point I was cast out back to my reality with a yearning to get back to that creature as it was intriguing, yet was unable to evoke the picture of the elements that got me there in the first place. As I struggled to remember how I achieve this state, I swore that I would not give up my quest in getting back to that creature and finding that place.