Dreams

Me and the family, we always seem to be, in a darkness, a black lit place with no moon, it looks like a British council estate, we meet men, fat-man( re: fascist...) wearing London foot-ball shirts...the whore of Babylon appears in our dark garden, yellow and light brown tentacles, a woman's head, obese, full of faeces, somehow I find a sword, and chop it in half...it follows mum...

One morning...I'm riding horses with Arab men, in a beautiful snowy expanse of mountains...the next I'm in a little town...looking through a market place, of records, I'm with the Osborne kids (Ozzy Osborne's children) Kelly picks up a haevy metal record, we have never heard, but the sleeve cover is in bright yellow and black, so...I immediately know it's evil, and I warn her....still, she buys it (probably, because it's exactly evil)...then we in her bedroom, and that thing of babylon appears...Jack is mesmerised, he says he will give it sex, it spurts liquid... a persian rug appears...it looks like they are mocking me...the liquid gets all over the rug...next I'm with their mummy, berating them...she is in bed...we go out into town again...i throw the persian rug, over someone's balcony just above us...I have to warn the woman who finds it...she doesnt seem too worried by the rug, which she puts ojn the floor in her room, she just upset that a voice has appeared in her apartment....I leave talking to her, because this time, I'm awake....

This morning, I'm back in a dark place, but somethings happened, there are a gang of people with me, one of them is mum, "We are still soul, Mum, we have to fight..." I'm in a flat...I'm also with people from Middle Earth (lord of the rings) Warriors, soldiers...it's a little hazy now, but in a minute, there is a mandarin girl? (chinese)

There is my sword...a long copper gold blade, long, tapering into a triangle end, both edges shrarp...I examine it, it's a kings sowrd, but not quite, it needs a little sharpening...I am trying to find a different sword...but, I take this sword, I'm in a rebellion gang...something evil has appeared, and we have a mission to save....I read the story from the first volume of a story in three books, not the Lord of three Rings tale, but very similar...we walk through the council estate...while I'm entering a room, like a train station, I am also trying to find what happens in the first chapter, I meet a man from the book...I'm being told it is important to know the whole book, I'm reading while I am in action...it is a history, of another war...I say is it a tale of a poor man (like the Children of Hurin?) "We must make haste...Abelbert has died..."

I meet a chinese family, I have to save them, because one of them has brought evil......there are crowds of people on the floor, I say, is this communist? we rush through, flailing and falling...I decided to fully wake up...


"Your mission is Sire, use the sword..."

The hobbit men...there are hobbit men in the room where I find the sword...the history of the sword is that of a King..."He was a poor man..."

"When the Communists cry...fight..."

The 1st book tells the tale...it is a story of a man in failure...he fought and cried...

I have to flip through the book quickly to find out what is happening, but the book is in another scene, I'm not holding the book, the pages are arriving like a picture...the story is the man appearing...I want the man to know, that the first chapter is fate...fight evil...It's not Hurin, its from a different time, it's dark, where....as...everything is in black light...like the Ungolunt (giant monster spider) had filled the air...

Dad

Krishna, travelled as a brother to Bramha, and Vishnu...through an interplanetary level...one day, a brahim's wife lost her her child, he went to see the current King, and blamed the king for the death, because Indian Kings, held a spiritual responsibility, he was accused of being interested only in himself and his pleasures, then the brahim's wife lost another baby...and another and another...the tenth, time, a a man called Arjuna was sitting with the King. He promised to retrieve the brahim's son, and if he couldnt keep his promise, then he would throw himself into the flames. He travelled from planet to planet...but couldnt find the kids...Then as he was about to throw himself into fire, Lord Krishna appeared...

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Bragha Mui (incorrect spelling) sat by the river with the sages, they wanted to know who was the Most Perfect Incarnation of the Godhead...His father was Lord Brahma...Bragha decided to go to him, on a purpose of specifically testing his patience, as Goodness, and Patience was most upheld...The Lord was his own father...the tradition, is to greet a father by making the obligatory welcome prayers and obeisance...he didn't do this... Brahma swelled into a red rage, and was about to attack him with his rod...so Bragha left...


Then he went to Vishnu...he did the same kind of thing, and encountered more anger...

Then he travelled to another planet, to find Lord Krishna, lying on a bed of flowers, while his wife, massaged his 'lotus' feet...Bragha brought his foot down with full force onto Krishna's chest...Krishna was delighted, he greeted him with a string of poetical words, his chest now was the place where the queen should always remain, because now it was so very special...

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Lord Krishna flew through the skies with Arjuna, to take him to the planet he couldn't enter before, a planet which was beyond a galaxies realm, and is found through the curtain of the Cosmo into the inner world...he saw a giant swirling white and light blue serpent, on the serpent lay a man with skin the colour of the rainy clouds, his name was Maya Vishnu...he greeted Arjuna, and said, the meeting with the King, Krishna and the Brahim had been his plan...he orchestrated the meeting by kidnapping the brahim's children, so he could come face to face with them...this was because Arjuna and Krishna were aspects of Maya Vishnu himself, these aspects of him were in human form,

because Satan had started to rise, and they were placed on Planet Earth, ( to kill demons, which they had already been doing, killing hundreds)

...the children were now grown men, and Arjuna returned them to the brahim...

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There are only two personalities that exist in the world/galaxies/universe, Lord King Krishna, and his eternal Wife, Lakshmi...on Planet Earth, Krishna has thousands of wives, they are all aspects of Lakshmi..."...he cannot bear to be apart from her..." He lives in a thousand palaces simultaneously, a thousand Krishna's with a thousand different women...everything on earth is like an expansion of Krishna's, actions and likes...dancing, partying...etc. These actions are plenary-expansion examples, of what Krishna and Lakshmi create in Heaven...

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Me...I jump on a train thinking about all these stories, about the third time that day, there are a group of young  women sitting together, I try it..."Hey Mummy Lakshmi, where do I get the train to from here??"  They brighten up...I say "OK, I pick you..."

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I heard a baby's voice, saying "Daddy....daddy..." Full of giggles...I was laughing, I went out to buy some chocolate...I listened as I crossed the road and heard a crowd, and a baby giggling...he appeared too quickly...he had a face like my sister and blue skin...I'm bad soul, I hide. I don't bride...I'm getting awful headaches..I'm a bit in tears...I'm questioning, leaving, questioning, leaving...


Slow...do not tell Hell...Make sky...the child we have made will see light...

It's all tears...I smoke in the garden, and my nanny is crying, I'm getting big headache, like black fire...I dont know why nanny is crying...the baby is with 'Heaven people who Love God...'

I dadadadada...


I'm dead.


She just sleeps like Him, and weeps!!

It's soaring in electric light...

"Beautiful Day, go to bed."


"Sleep in Heaven..."

low, low, low....dead.

Me

 
you were happy all weekend, because you looked at your self,  and you saw you was not dead. you had the longest white  hair, and the shiniest silver ring, on your third finger right hand...you spoke the 'light of Arda', with a silvery voice in light, over the ring, the inscription was white, elf writing...you thought, I'm in God, I am in God, and I might live forever
 
well damn, you're happy with yourself...even when they look, and you're spaced out and you were in a shitty, lumpy bed, with metal springs sticking in your side, with a dribble covered pillow, fermenting into the foam, because the covers fall off...a nutty haircut with a quiff in the middle, a dirty pudgy kind of face with an ugly upturned nose, and the way the gypsy face has caught all these wrikles, and is turnign grey from the furr, of which you found a little tuft, in an odd place by the side of your nose..and it's all very funny that they are looking...and... a bit chubby now from all the speed eating...
 
so damn you...you're happy now...and you've been monstrous, and you have died...
 
You're happy until the ring gets, nicked, or the devil breathes on it and it burns and rusts, and you get in trouble, and you get damned, and you end up looking like that demon-lad...with his grey skin, wrinkly old face, the long reptilian tail...
 
"You think you are just an ugly face, of evil; yet it's that which gets women wanting, but I can see you actually turn into some kind of dinosaur with a long tail...and that is not, hot...and I am laughing at you...""

Michal

adele-rolling in the deep

The sun-rise appeared in the night-time...shei tels  in the snow, a long way away, enclosed in little towns, are you an ancient girl ?? Non, you are shet tels  in the snow...real tears flowing

you skin like south desert, soft and hotter like south desert.

my skin, dirty, like smog, metal skin, don't sing closer, skin like poison. real tears flowing

sheay tels  in the snow, killers dancing...we went north along time ago,

you talk sheei tels  I found the form of Jewish!! "An ackt, a nein, a vhat? like 'shee tels '...you show me that kind of speaking is jewish, you speak like yiddish, ancient aramaic...you have strange verbs.. tears are flowing, look

I flow like aramaic, I fluent aramaic, i think ancient hebrew, i like talk with you in ancient hebrew

I like singing. tears are flowing...

I forgot you, and forgetting you, forgot everything.

I'm not in shet tels , I'm in the snow...tears are flowing

I speak like stupid:

"shayt tels in the snow..."