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Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Trespassers:

Someone with a familiar energy signature came to visit me within The Dreaming last night.

They kept asking for my name. Not the name my parents gave to me upon my birth, but my true name, and I could not give it to them because I could not remember what it was. 

Within the Twilight of The Dreaming, this me, any part of me which is human, does not exist. There are flashes of it, and memories, but this body and mind are nothing more than a chrysalis. Within The Dreaming, I have moved beyond that.

I do not fear trespassers. If you wish to venture inside of my head, then please, you are more than welcome.

Just don't come crying to me afterwards. If you wish to commune with the abyss, then be prepared for the consequences.