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No problem.
The first trance came when I was slowly awakening from sleep,and I could see a slideshow of images in front of me.I saw a sequence of cave drawings of wolves,some of them seemed familiar,ones that I had drawn in the past,others seemed less so.As they flickered past,I realised they were being shown in chronological order.I knew something was about to happen.I woke up and came face to face with an elderly man,who wore a grey wolf-skin headress and other accoutrements.The first thing I did was kiss him twice on the cheek.I was so grateful for being woken from this reality into his.He was some kind of spirit,lit by firelight,and I wasn't a human being anymore,or in my bedroom.I was a Wolf,wagging my tale,somewhere else ,the works. He was preparing me for an encounter with another spirit,who contacted me by aknowledging my nature,and this represented itself by a moving sand painting of a great hand stroking a wolf.
At the point of trance as I awoke,I could feel that I was able to alter my sense of my own nature,and possibly my form and definatlely my state of mind,to that of the wolf.I've always had strange memories of ice plains,and sometimes,in dreams I used to see the wolf,but now I'm entertainng the idea that I woke into the wolf,and perhaps,the wolf woke into me.Anyway,that day,I'm roaming around the countryside and the parks trying to make sense of what happenend next...
Firstly ,there was this corn field,and it was a midsummer afternoon.The corn stalks were really long and blowing gently.He was on horseback,with white and grey feathers on his clothes and some dangling off his long black hair.He had furs,and his horse was dark brown.He was about 45-50,He held a rifle,in his right hand and he galloped in a semi-circle in front of me,around a dark maroon coloured vehicle,trying to draw the attention of the inhabitants to allow me a chance to find a gap in the mellee to make a conscious memory of what I was seeing.(I speculate).There was ,to my knowledge,an evil man in the back of the car,and it had been my job to find him.I was a man in a longcoat,and when the foe was vanquished the native american rode up to me,and gave me a high 5,which means I must have been on horseback too,(or very tall).Then he said his line,for me to remember, then I immediatley came out of the trance,the very second he finished speaking.He had a smile on his face.I awoke with the words in my mind ,clear as if I was standing in a cornfield listening to them seconds ago.
[ 10-09-2001: Message edited by: kobol strom ] |
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