Mindfuck

I dreamed I was in an arena type area. I was at one of those 'empowerment' type seminars. They pumped some kind of intoxicating air into the room and we all got woozy-stoned. I left the room, realizing the exhiliration I was feeling was the 'gas' and not the person giving the seminar, that I wasn't 'empowered' only stoned. They kept trying to get me back in, telling me I could sing or do other 'super' things. But I stayed strong, trying to take in fresh air to get the 'gas' out of my system. When I woke up it rather reminded me of church, all the fakery and bullshit one endures while there. It was rather unsettling.