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Someone passed me a rock as I slept. Someone reached out to me as I walked past them, dreaming of sidewalks and shops, and handed me something. I took it without thinking. So much of that happens outside of thought. I just respond, like running on rails, and not involved with what I am doing. I don’t know where is was, but I know that the sun was out, and there were people everywhere. An echo of times walking in the crowds that I don’t remember. But I was given a rock and I don’t know what i should do.

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I fell asleep again. It was an odd sensation. The humming I have been hearing in my head, somewhere behind me, increased. Not in volume, but in vibration. Somehow, the frequency increased, like someone was strumming a wire, and had shortened the period between waves of the wire. It was faster, but not speed like how often. It was like pieces of sound were being shoved behind my head over and over. Normally, it fades into the background silence, but now it was so easy to here. I couldn’t help but notice it. It didn’t stay at the same pitch either. It varied and changed. The volume never went anywhere, but I could barely think of anything else.

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I was in a dark room with my eyes closed. I was holding them so tightly closed. I stood there for a long moment. Then i couldn’t remember why I had them closed so tightly in the first place. I tried wracking my mind for something to tell me why they were closed. Why am i standing here? Why am i standing? How long has it been, and how do i remember what it is like to stand up? There I was though, with my eyes closed in a dark room.

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 I had another dream. I’m locked in bed in this room and in my mind still. I guess because I am having trouble telling where I am anymore.  My messages are getting garbled.  Like an old TV signal passing through trees and wind.  Something blocking the clarity of my mind and my dreams. Although my dream made me wonder if this is really a bed i am in. It seems like one in my mind. I can’t imagine it would be anything but a dream and a real bed.  I had a dream where I was talking to two people who were interviewing me to find out what was happening to me.  I don’t remember every part of the dream, or everything that they said.  That is what was also so strange about that dream.  I don’t normally forget the parts of a dream, or forget moments that I am seeing when i am asleep.  Only when I am awake do things seem to fall apart and get lost in the flow of moments.

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This hit me like a silver thread through my mind. It blew away my cobwebs and brought me back. Brought me back to where i was. I remember this moment and time.

WAKING UP

This was the beginning. I went to this place and worked on waking up. I can’t imagine how long it has been between then and now. Or how long i think it is between then and now. I have a hard time with dates and times. Keeping them apart and keeping the moment of today from running into tomorow.

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Something new happened. I have to remember it. I don’t know how to even classify this in the oddities that seem to happen so frequently. And I want to talk about the annoying hum in the wires behind my head. I know it isn’t a large thing to want to change, but if i could find some way to shut that off, my mind would unclench. That can wait though. I think someone was watching me in my dream last night.

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I feel like my mind is running in a fury. A speeding barrel rolling down a hill. The force of the speed trying to throw the staves off, at the same time the impact of each connection with the ground seeming to want to push the walls inside. The forces balanced so perfectly, nothing could move in either direction. The forces are balanced. How to explain what that means, what it feels like to have the push and pull of speed balanced out. One thing could go wrong, one moment faster or slower could destroy the balance so quickly. At the same time though, the balance is amazing. My mind seems to be running along between being unable to think clearly, and also seeing all of the things around me more cleanly than ever before. Like my voice is stuck in my head, but also, my thoughts are clear. I had a flashback to my first moments of remembering. How long ago that all seemed.

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I was at the ocean again. In the water, or at the edge of the water. I wasn’t sure where in the world i was. I wasn’t sure if this even was our world, but I knew it must be. None of my dreams are ever in places that don’t seem in some way real and whole. I don’t think even my strangest dreams seem to be unlinked to some form of reality. Even the ones that seem surreal and crazy, seem to be set and populated with real people, and real places. Just linked in someway to a fantastic setting that seems more of a movie set than real life.

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I dreamt of flocks of birds last night. I still don’t know why i call my sleep ‘night’. I don’t know when day ends and night begins. I don’t know how to tell my time apart from waking to dreams. Last night though, their were birds. Small brown birds. Thousands of them clinging to vines on a wall. Brown leaves falling away, and the birds were everywhere.

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by ·Comments Off on iCE AND THE WINTER WIND

Shouldn’t i be able to hear the wind? I think i might be underground. I don’t know where or when this thought was in my head, but now I can’t get rid of it. I know that even in a building of stone and metal, something like a factory or a hospital, or something strong like a skyscraper, i should be able to feel the vibration of the wind, in some way. Especially since i have so little sensory data to work on here. But there isn’t anything. I never feel any movement, and no noise at all. Where am i right now?

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