Makyo in My Mind
hallucinations of the unconscious eye
The half-forgotten
Other half of my short life
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Sunday, November 23, 2003
 
Clasp Them In Comfort
5-26-1994

I'm walking with some parental figures in an amusement park. I wander into a kitchen-type room that opens up into a parking lot-type area in a wide alley. I find myself with a bunch of friends. Among them is EB, and for some reason she becomes very angry. Pyro is there, too, and she flings all sorts of heavy metal objects at him wildly, oftentimes nearly missing me. I run for cover several times, and eventually dive behind some barrier. By then she has either a shotgun or a big stick and walks on by. There is a small space under the barrier...dark...but I feel for her. I sense sobbing, and see her hands come from underneath with clenched fists. I kneel down and clasp them in comfort.




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