The Elite Retreat
note - this content is for readers and the information 'elite' of v/Contact :
I was with a Girlfriend I had in the past, which kind of makes sense as she would be more matched to an 'Elite retreat' scenario she is a girl with long blond hair I saw her pretty much how she was when I first met her. (in her 20's)
There was a group of people in a wooded area (evidently some type of retreat area) we were attending an apparently important meeting these people where known to be of 'important' stature.
"Famous wealthy and important."
The theme was that this was an important meeting with important 'elite' people, we seemed to be happy to be invited.
along the opened path I went into a bathroom that was located off to the left of a path and a small open area surrounded by thinker wooded area not so dissimilar to the image linked.
Vanity was a theme:
The thing is my hair was long how I use to keep it way back when I was say around 17 or 18 years old - i had it pulled back.
And here is an interesting comment on 'vanity' (that I will expand upon) I had the inherent feeling that my then girlfriend would be judging me by my physical appearance - also me here in the '3D plane' I have dyed my hair for some years now as there is some grey coming though on the sides etc (credit of an interesting human life)
so I walked into the bathroom at this location it was a single door self concealed bathroom with a large mirror at the sink - this was in a location before the main area where we were to go - my Girlfriend was in there with me and I was looking in the mirror.
When I looked in the mirror my hair was as it was Longer dark and pulled back, then as i looked again the grey had come though predominantly at the front and other places (around the sides), so it looked like this grey regrowth, as this happened a fairly 'famous' male actor come into the bathroom and started to talk to me/us about this meeting.
The funny thing is he had similar pulled back longer hair - and as he was talking to me he was distracted with the thought of the grey hair that was coming though that i had, also i was noticing that he had regrowth of some type coming though also.
so kind of comically we were both standing there having this meaningless conversation but being distracted by each others grey regrowth on our hair. (and vanity)
As he left though I felt he thought (i heard him think) something like:
"shit things must be bad i didn't think I'd see Kolin with his hair grown out like that"
Not so much as in this scenario we were 'Elite' just that I was known to be vain on it and that to this guy, this meant that you know 'things are tough' (lol) (but you know fair criticism actually)
He left and we left the bathroom - as we walked outside there were a group of 'Elite' coming from the left I specifically saw one young girl that was dressed up in her 'fineries' I glanced at her she looked serious and entitled, the demeanour that she was judging people and all of this was someone's fault. (but not hers certainly)
We didn't get about 50 meters further on up the road towards this house or destination for this meeting when there were Jeeps and men all around, they were Clearly Russian soldiers.
I am fairly certain they were in UN uniform (They definitely had blue on their uniform) but they were all young men, I took time to take notice to how they acted and how they held themselves, they were quite professional yet determined. but very young all white Russian men.
The last part of the VR was that everyone had been stripped naked - ( i think split up generally by age) but not by sex and put into what looked like a large bathroom area, very similar to a football change room where the floor is all tiled or metal and it has a drain (or drains in one location) at the centre.
we were seated on the wall (longways) just on like a bench that run down the long wall and faced the centre of the room
the young girl was up one from me to my left and my girlfriend was next to me and a black guy was to my right.
Everyone one was talking about what would happen, except the young girl just sat there sad an quiet - i guess at this stage I might have looked a bit like the cheery guy in George Orwell's 1984 because i wasn't totally playing the role perfectly correctly.
the black guy to my right started to piss out into the middle of the room as he sat there, and I cheerily stuck my foot out into the stream of his piss and said " you know piss , it's really good for foot tinea !"
He just looked at me acknowledged what I had said and passed over a bucket which was full of small 250ml plastic bottles of water which I'm fairly certain were marked with a UN logo.
I took one and cheerily cracked the top, then he looked at me and just said :
'God help us'