(From Dec. 15, 2014) A foal was being born. Arnold Schwarzenegger was sitting at a table, on my right, that I was standing next to. He was watching me. I wanted to ask him about Austria, but couldn’t come up with a good question. I then was sitting across from him, and had my right hand on top of his, thick and big and hairy, and saw that mine was almost as big as his, and made mention of this. A wave was attempting to choke / harm me, but didn’t. Next thing, it was acting normal. Water was spilled … Continue reading Moist