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 22, 2003
 
Swinging Them Around
12-20-1993

I was walking around an unknown, idyllic subdivision. I was going door-to-door for something. At least that's what I was supposed to be doing. For some urgent reason I was running back to some house. It was a place where all my fellows were, like I was part of a pack or something. Anyhow, there was this one street which was REALLY steep. I would get halfway up and lose my footing. I would never fall. It was practically vertical at the midway point. I knew I could go around, but wouldn't. I tried several times, but there was nowhere to grip with hands or foot. So I eventually quit and went the other way. I met some girls I knew (in the dream anyway) as it started to rain. We went into some garage. Then, for some reason it was urgent that we went back to THAT house. We rode bikes there...we got there...a dark and dirty garage. Someone gave an old man named Bill a knife or something. I said that's not a good idea. Everyone agreed, and we tore him to shreds. Using a long polearm-type knife, I skewered the sucker, cutting out the heart and lungs, etc, swinging them around...

Don't get me wrong, it was a peaceful dream...




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