808 dream

I am at some university. I met this really cool guy, he is Thelemite, and we hit it off pretty nicely.

There is some sexual tension there and the sparks show. He hand me a book, the ink is red on parchment paper. The title is 808. I fall down on the floor, saying, "Wow this is the number that I use!"

I look at the book, there are some chinese drawings and the text is taoist. He says this was transcribed from some rare taoist texts, in Crowley's style, by some dedicated thelemites at the university. I tell him I think that's great and can't wait to read it. I stumble with my words, "Would you like to do a tarot reading on why we met?" He is confused, and I say "Well not now, whenever you are ready."  EOD.

Comments: This it the New Moon dream I was waiting for. Lots of interesting tid-bits.