I was sitting cross-legged in the sand in the desert, my breath circulating around my body like golden strings. There was a big storm coming, and I was worried. But the Siberian man came and sat down behind me, with his back touching mine. Our breaths joined, golden threads brushing our skin. "That is not … Continue reading Forty-Eight
It was very dark, I was under the sea. I glimpsed at some lines running, they were contained by a transparent pipe, like communications cables. Then I spotted a pair of feet in the sand, on the beach, slowly washed by the sea. They must have belonged to a very old woman, but I could … Continue reading Thirty-Five
I was by the frozen lake with the Siberian man. We were just standing there, staring into each other's eyes. Suddenly, he seemed familiar. At that instant, I flashed back to the Asian man in my childhood - had they known about him, adults would have called him an "imaginary friend". At the time, I … Continue reading Twenty-Nine
"Who are you?" - I asked. There was no reply. I tried to guess, but its energy felt so alien that I had no idea what this being could be. Was it one of the outer planets? Uranus? Pluto? Neptune? None of them aspect my Moon... Saturn? He wouldn't be so fluid... why didn't it say something?
I closed my eyes, breathed slowly and suddenly I could feel something heavy on my belly... Then I saw myself from the outside, my eyes still closed, and there was a dark pool in my navel.