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Working On The Dreamscape / Discovering Anaphia
I've started dreaming again. You may have seen it.
Where Have You Been?
Rollercoasters
Convieniant Stores
Neo-Impressionistic Architecture
Artificial Forests
Who Did You See?
Strangers
Molly
Kevin
My Whole Family
Other fictional family I had never met
My new roommates
My old roommates
New fictional friends
Animals from all sorts of natural enviroments
Embodiment of gravity
Embodiment of lust
Was There Dialogue?
"I'm sorry if this is an inconvienance. I'm sure it's completely unnecessary."
"....No it's fine. I really need this."
"Can you please just back up a second and..."
"I-- mayb--"
"I'm sorry.-- I really didn't mean to cry"
What Did You Do? (Important)
I held you for a long time. I rode up and down the elevator with you in my arms until we started to sway into the sky, still pulling to the top of the glass-sided skyscraper. I felt the G-force of our departing elevator as we shattered through the glass and fell back into dry dry plaster. I cam back home to unbareable differentiaiton in space between my feet and the floor. I felt so unsafe inside the anonymity of my room, and without the brave lights overhead to guide me where I wanted to go. I just wanted more than anything for you to see that red wooze on my stomach. As it faded in and out with sexual denomination, I heedlessly broke into that part of me that needed to cry. It was something bitter and unprecedent to our former glory; for you to see that gaping red. Swivelling back and forth, the ring of my jaw shaking against a bedpost was enough to wake you up.
I've started dreaming again. You may have seen it.
Where Have You Been?
Rollercoasters
Convieniant Stores
Neo-Impressionistic Architecture
Artificial Forests
Who Did You See?
Strangers
Molly
Kevin
My Whole Family
Other fictional family I had never met
My new roommates
My old roommates
New fictional friends
Animals from all sorts of natural enviroments
Embodiment of gravity
Embodiment of lust
Was There Dialogue?
"I'm sorry if this is an inconvienance. I'm sure it's completely unnecessary."
"....No it's fine. I really need this."
"Can you please just back up a second and..."
"I-- mayb--"
"I'm sorry.-- I really didn't mean to cry"
What Did You Do? (Important)
I held you for a long time. I rode up and down the elevator with you in my arms until we started to sway into the sky, still pulling to the top of the glass-sided skyscraper. I felt the G-force of our departing elevator as we shattered through the glass and fell back into dry dry plaster. I cam back home to unbareable differentiaiton in space between my feet and the floor. I felt so unsafe inside the anonymity of my room, and without the brave lights overhead to guide me where I wanted to go. I just wanted more than anything for you to see that red wooze on my stomach. As it faded in and out with sexual denomination, I heedlessly broke into that part of me that needed to cry. It was something bitter and unprecedent to our former glory; for you to see that gaping red. Swivelling back and forth, the ring of my jaw shaking against a bedpost was enough to wake you up.