Dreamscapes – Touching

In the dream I was on a spiraling staircase going up, up, up…She sent people to stop my ascent…She sent dogs, men, women, delusions, accusations but I continued up, up, UP. It was then that she appeared and grabbed me with both hands. Black hands. She would not stop until she was stopped. I had avoided her. I had endeavored never to touch her in any way but she grabbed me. Fire blazed within me and I brought up my hands and shoved her with all of my might! She fell backwards and down the staircase down, down, down.

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Then I knew this is where she needed to be. She was never meant to see me ascend. She was never meant to be here. She was meant to die a long time ago but I saved her. She wanted to die. I mean for her to live. Live and PROVE what is truly in her heart this time. Live just as long as it takes.

FOR YOU: Anyone who touches you to keep you from succeeding all these years have tried to “touch” you bodily. This is the carnal mistake and they will now fall. As they should. Do NOT feel sorry for them because the ONES who fight for you are watching. If you feel any sorrow for your tormentor, your Protectors SPIRITS will blaze against you. Be Careful. RESPECT THOSE WHO LOVE YOU AND FIGHT FOR YOU KNOWING THEY ARE NOT FOOLS.

Un-Suicide this time

Overdose?

Not this time

Tornado pose?

Not this time

Over a ledge throws?

Not this time

Eating a bullet

A knife in the gullet

Recklessness

Fecklessness

Obtuseness

Foolishness

No

Not this time

This time you will live…

Oh you ate a bullet

You lived

You jumped but

You lived

You ingested filth and fawns

You lived

You begged for Death

But death won’t come

This is the time

YOU will live

So make your choices

I’ll credit your account

Make your decisions

I’ll debit your account

Whatever you do

I’m watching out

But there’s no OUT for you

This time

This time, I have sentenced you to Time.

The Persistence of Memory by Salvador Domingo Felipe Jacinto Dalí i Domènech, 1st Marquess of Dalí of Púbol