There was a game to be played, which was already played

There was a game to be played, which was already played but it was crucial to take a blood test, the only weird thing was that I had to drink seven shots of alcohol and give up my almost eight years of sobriety in order to take the test. There was another ingredient that had to be added to the blood also, but I forgot what it was.

I did not have to take the blood test and the reason why both of us had to take the blood test was so they could see if we were responsible for what happened last time or in the past. It was me and a female which had to be tested.

Then after the shots of whiskey and the other ingredient I allowed them to draw my blood, but do not believe the female wanted to allow the blood test. When they wheeled me out to watch the new game, I was a drunken child, young in a carriage; like a drunk baby.

I did not care too much about having to take the seven shot of whiskey, because I was being forced to do so, so would not negate my sober time. I did not have to do it, but it was important to clear my name, before the game started.

My team won the game 17 – 1 but I was not able to watch the game. I was trying to watch it, but I could not see with all the people trying to watch and from what I could calculate from this dream, is whether or not the blood test proved I was somehow at fault last time, which I guess may or may not have negated the results of the new game.

It was weird and like I said, I never get up an write my dreams, but I had to write this one.

It was if I needed to be prepped before the blood test in order for them to ascertain as to whether or not I was the one who committed the crime of the past. One of us took the test but I am not sure the female did, I was not with her at the time, she was with her people.

It had something to do with life lines. Who’s life line caused the damage, who’s life lines were to play the game. Not sure what life line the game was against; not even sure if I was on the winning team.

Every life seemed pleased with the results though.

I never got the results of the blood work…

About A Robots Voice

There is a life and my name is James. When I speak it is because the physical has allowed me to do so. I am trying to find my way and in the process bring my physical nature to a place and time of rebirth. To be there when it takes its first steps as a child of God.
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