The story is that there is this bloke who is appearing in people's dreams worldwide.
I haven't spotted him yet but I must say that I am dreaming more now than before...
In one recent dream I was standing near to an explosion but I was somehow shielded from the direct effects of the blast. It had some effect on my body though, as I awoke with my left arm deadened. I couldn't lift it; 'twas as limp as a florida willow. Gradually feeling returned...
Due to the dream blast seeping into the real world? Perhaps.
This is the guy
As the days draw on he is creeping closer.
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Twilight of the Mind
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I have heard that he appears in your dreams in the last days of your life. He comes to lay a hand upon your shoulder and haul your sorry arse into the void that surely awaits us all. |
Ricardovitz
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I reckon it's some sort of evil - looks like he's some kind of reverse quadroon ta me. Tain't got but 1/4 white on him, 'n y'all know that cain't be no good. Anywhoo, I an't seen no reverse quadroon in non 'f my dreams. I dern't sleep none so I reckon it dern't make no nevermind, cept fer them lazy folks who ain't got nothin better ta do than smoke dope 'n sleep thar life away in front of that thar boob tube. |
CRueal guys - poor ricardo
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The picture reminds Ricardo of the man his brother ran off up North with. |
Ricardovitz
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Ain't got no brothers up north. That's Devil-country and none 'd be even figurin on goin thar. Yankee Land is chock full of whores, pimps, welfare mud babies, satan worshipers, God-hatein Joos, thieves, fornicatin animals, drunks, doped-up drug-guzzlin hippies, dikes, homosexuals, and whatnot. Tain't nothin but a cess-pool of sub-human filth. Even in Dixie, Satan git hold of a poor boy's soul and turn him to homosexualizin. We dern't turn no heads and git all lovey-dovey with such possessed souls like them dumb hippy Yankees do. Nosirree. We git God in thar poor soul's life. I done seen thar Devil baptized out of one such soul in my time. Done took a heap of baptizin, but the wickedness was destroyed and thar Devil left that boy to growed up 'n be a productive citizen - clean tables over at the Cookie Jar, and dern't say nothin ta nobody. Them Town Elders can baptize thar Devil out of them whos worst inflicted. Seen it myself. |
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