Dreams

I could see white frames of movement as if we were waiting for the train to arrive. How do I describe that I can see individuals and not their personality or their color? A blur that continued as I glided through the crowd and grabbed the shoulder of a man and turned him around to knock him down. I rolled him over. I pulled a box cutter and slit his throat. I placed my hand on his heart and felt every beat of flooding blood. I noticed his golden honey eyes and he didn’t gasp for his precious life. His eyes became stale looking into mine. The kind eyes that once glimmered stopped and I recognized myself.

All this blood I have done to myself.

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I stood before a temple surrounded by ethereal gold. Whatever was behind me I was at the peak. I felt the gods write cursed marks upon my back. The columns were unmoved and felt the virtues they represented.

Standing for false ideologies, philosophies and being accused of Misotheism… by my own soul.

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We were swimming in the darkest part of the world. No life existed except us. I don’t know why we had to jump in the water but we’re swimming towards safety. The ridge I was able to climb up but my friend went under. I grabbed a pole that was conveniently long enough to go all the way to the bottom. I was slamming it at the bottom in search of her. I knew that she was going to go unconscious. I felt the initial grab and pulled her out and it was Maya Hawk. When I pulled her out she toppled over me and as she straddled me, we kissed.

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I picked up a rifle in the armory, we were getting attacked in a desert. I see the sand walls and enemies surrounding us. I move to the front and open a barrage of fire at the main gate. I took a shoot right above my eye. I had a bullet in the brain and somehow survived. I took some steps back and my body went through a glass window.

Next thing I’m standing upright and holding her hand and seeing her smiling face.