Makyo in My Mind
hallucinations of the unconscious eye
The half-forgotten
Other half of my short life
In short story form




















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Saturday, November 01, 2003
 
Gasping For Air
circa 1987

I'm sitting on a wall at a drive-in theatre so small that the parking lot can only fit one car. The screen is to my right, such that I can't view it. Some older teenage kids are sitting (loosely put) in a convertible, throwing trash and popcorn at the screen.

I suddenly find myself aboard a large spacecraft as part of the space marines (like in Aliens). Everything is clean and white. There's either a breach in the ship or a medical condition somewhere, as various members of the crew systematically get short of breath, convulse, and die. Then, without warning, I can't breathe. Several of my comrades approach me as I lurch at my chest, gasping for air. I see myself sitting there and dying, as if from someone else's point of view.




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