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Lobsang Member
since 2008-05-14
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Many years ago I had a dream and in that dream I lost who and where I was. All I remember was being in the middle of a highway trying to stand up but I kept falling down. I was crawling around. Cars were screaching to stop and swerving. Honking their horns. Some body was saying "oh my God" I remember talking in gibberish and making animal like sounds. I remember a guy pulling up next to me and saying "Buddy can I help you?". I was on all fours. I lashed out at him with a bunch of animal sounds. I remember staggering away into the woods. I remember waking up in a park next to a bench. On the bench were carved the words "Jimmi Page" and Jimmy Hendrix". I was awstruck by the depth of the words. They summed up my life in some way but I know not how. Then I walked a while and came upon a police car in the park. No one was in it. I tried to open the back door to get in and sit in the back seat. I was going to explain to the cop that I was out of my mind and did not know how to get home. And would he take me home wherever home was? But it was locked. Then I tried to break the glass of the window to get in but it would not break by hitting it with my hand. Then I continued in the forest. Then I was convinced I was dead. I needed to get home to find my opituary because I wanted to attend my own funeral. Also something else. There was one point when I was lying on the ground looking up at the stars. Then I got up and sat on a log. I lit a cigarette. Just as I lit it I was back on the ground looking at the stars. Then I was back on the log smoking the cigarette. Then I stood up walked to the center of the field and looked at my friend who was also dreaming at a high level. I smiled and rose my hands above my head. My friend said "Don't do it". In a defient manner I said "Yes". And clapped my hands together above my head. As soon as I did it I was instantly shooting through the universe not bound by time or space. I also remember being in a state of pure mental orgasm. I could see generations upon infinite generations both backwards in time for infinity and forwards in infinity. There was no such thing as time. The next day I found out that when I clapped my hands together my friend saw me dissappear and in his mind die. The whole forest turned to a wasteland of burned embers. All life was gone. He freaked out and made his way somehow back to my parents house. He walked in the door and went into their bedroom and got in bed with them like a scared child. They turned on the lights and saw him. He started crying and told them I was dead. But he did not know what happened. He told my mother that I hung myself or had drowned. My mother stayed up all night comforting him and stroking his head as he wimpered like a baby. The next day I made my way home in the morning after I got back in my body. But no one was home. They were in the park looking for my body as they thought I was dead. I still thought I was dead so I started looking through the newspaper on the kitchen table for my obituary. I wanted to attend my own funeral. No one was home and I was convinced they were at my funeral. Then my mother and my friend came through the door. Then everything was OK. I instantly snapped back to complete clarity. |
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