It’s been two days and body ached, not from snowboarding,
it’s the kind of pain that makes me feel sick out of nowhere, people stuff and
their poison toxic violent thoughts, battling and warring and entangling. I had to give myself more rest in attempt to
alleviate this. Then I saw my front
tarsal was stuffed with darkness, it was a distraction from what was hiding, a
nasty disgusting creeper waiting to attack and take over.
Kicked Out of My Own House
Dream
I am in the monastery, everyone has left and I stepped
outside too because I was told I could not be in the monastery. I go out to eat a cracker while standing at
the front door. People returned, it is
evening, others looked at me wondered why I am still standing in the dark
instead of inside. So I proceeded to
enter and I am now at another part of the monastery. I saw various staff working on various
operations of the monastery. I thought
to myself, “Looks like everything is under control. I continued to pass through various
departments and saw scenes of people working away. I thought in great relief, “How great is
this! Everything is so well taking cared
of everyone is so productive! I am so
proud of seeing these sights.” I decided
there was nothing for me to do and retired to my room up the stairs. As I climbed the stairs, I realized, this was
my monastery, I run it, I live in it, and how silly I was to have stood outside
alone in the dark and cold because I heard someone say I can’t be inside. Who was this person anyways, just a voice from
a distance, why did I have to follow it?
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