From:
allreadydun@gmail.com
last night in dreaming i interacted with this
short brown guy with long hair something like
how the beatles had back in the 60's. I kept
looking at his hair thinking this guy has changed.
He told me that these practices have been around
for 300 hundred years. I said three thousand? And
said no, 300 hundred years. He spent a long time
in the dream with me and my sister. How my sister
got in this dream i'll never know. She seldom shows
up in dreaming. But recently (in real life) we discovered
that we are half brother and sister. Her father is different
than my Father. So is my older sister. Great, just fucking
great. God damn 69 years later you find your moma was fucking
around with god knows who. Hey thanx Mom for being so up front.
Life never ceases to amaze the fuck out of ya huh? So you think
that little short dude in the dream was one little shaman man
from Peru? Could it be? He was so plain and ordinary. No big
razzle-dazzle horseshit, just simple everyday talk that i could
actually understand. No lucidity needed here folks. I just
"paid" attention to what he was saying. And then i woke up and
had a good laugh. Son of a bitch "only in dreaming" eh? :)
--- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
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