Makyo in My Mind
hallucinations of the unconscious eye
The half-forgotten
Other half of my short life
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Wednesday, November 26, 2003
 
Rooftop Shortcut
12-13-2001

I was going to a relative's place. When I got to the street their house was on, there was a big barbed fence. I somehow got through. The street was totally jacked. Holes everywhere, growth. The houses were all dilapidated. It was night out. Then I noticed that it wasn't the houses that were fenced in, but the STREET was fenced in, and there were dogs in it. I'm not afraid of dogs, so even though they were ravenous for me, I just shrugged them off. I climbed the fence and got into my relatives' place. I couldn't believe they lived there. Some weirdo came into their home, a friend of theirs, and he wanted to cut me up and eat me. A dog came out of nowhere and jumped on my face, but I saw this in 3rd person. Apparently I was out cold or dead or whatever, and the weirdo said something to the effect that they might as well cook me up now. My relatives just kinda blankly looked at each other.

I was looking for Brandy, progressing through this city I often dream about. It starts out that I'm walking in the same direction as everyone else, but soon I find that everyone is moving against me. She was supposed to be walking toward me from the other end of town, but she could have take any path. There were also these kids playing on the rooftops, and I went up there, as if it were a shortcut. I eventually found her, but she didn't see me. She wasn't walking. She was waiting. but she was somehow occupied, too, so she wasn't being vigilant. She also had her glasses on.




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