6/13/2024
Last night’s sleep was restless. I tossed and turned, but at some point I fell asleep and went into dream state.
I entered a big room. It was kind of dark with a cement floor-it almost felt like a parking garage without any cars in it.
And, there were two men sitting in there, each one sitting in one of those old combination of desk and chair that you might’ve seen in school.
The man on the right I didn’t see, but I pulled my desk/chair up to the man sitting on the right.
It was Diddy. He had a white t-shirt on. I put my desk/chair next to him and he looked left at me with his head slightly bent forward.
I began to talk to him about women. He turned to me because he knew I knew a certain psychology of passion. He knew I understood him and his behavior, but I wanted him to know he was forgiven for certain acts.
But, he didn’t want hear it.
Diddy said, “I’m going to move my desk over here.”
He created a distance between us of about fifteen feet or so, and the dream ended.
Nooz Buffet 