An incredible dream…
Let's start with this. My sister's Shadow creature took the form of a bird with large ears. I took on the role of this creature, revealing to my sister her sensitivity to beauty and detail. Weep, listening together to the nostalgic music.
Everything took on the look of classic anime. An incredibly complex world of hidden technology, beyond imagination—like magic. I had insight and control over the individual stages of transformation. Eventually, I returned to my form, and my sister was grateful when I relinquished the bird form to the realm of fantasy and returned to myself.
Another person was drawn from ordinary reality into the revelation of the world 'in between.' There, in the anime realm of hidden higher technology, one's ego was dragged through the realms of greatest fear, shame, anger, and finally to relief and happiness. It was a process that awaited everyone worthy of Being. Someone would go out to take out the trash, and fate would place them in a high-stakes game, traversing the dungeons of hypertechnology. They would return, transformed.
Heroes of their own lives.
It's such a difficult art. The dream had incredible depth. Perhaps I was the only Knowing One who understood these processes, and I didn't want to share them with mere mortals.
Each one deserved to receive the gift.
My most vivid dream memory was of myself incarnating as a bird with large, cat-like ears. Some strange creature from the anime world...
There, I was the one revealing the truest appearance of someone's Shadows.
"Split Of... Tenebroso" - story, psychological, journals.
