JonBingus

It begins in a house that is not my own. A friend an I have snuck in, and have no way escape. We jump out of a window into a courtyard, and quickly the woman who owns this property arrives with her dog. I run to the entrance of the house at the front of the courtyard and lie down next to it.I am wearing bright yellow fluorescent colouring and this will simply not do. She sees me, and freaks out. I pretend to be asleep, as if she will think I am simply lost and stumble d here alone. My friend runs away.

She forgts about me and I walk into the house next door. To my surprise, Melanie and her parents are there. I start talking to them, and then enter the closest thing to a lucid moment. I begin my new habit of staring deeply into a girls eyes the entire time we speak. She is noticeable affected by this, and there is a moment of total clarity, me staring at her up and down, drinking in the exact way she looks. Her freckles are more prominent than normal. Her eyes a dark green, beyond normality.

I am suddenly transported to my house. The guys are smoking weed in the living room and there is a knowck on the door. It is a chinese man, apparantly my landlord's husband. He comes in to arrest us for this violation, but I point out a strange wood stove in the front hall that is seemingly the cause of all the smoke. He allows this, and by the end of the converstion he and her are smoking weed with us.

I am transported again. I am in a small garden on an island only 50 feet off the shore of a city. In the middle of the garden is a great energy, a writhing black force that comes out in tentacles, like a curse from a miyazaki film. I speak to it, and it speaks back in the gentle and calm voice of an ancient female entity. The time has come to shake the earth again, perform a hard reset, and this one is going to be more fantastic than any other. I go to the shore to prepare for this. I find two of my friends, one of which is a regular guy, the other a seemingly normal man that I know is actually a timeless magician, who has grown tired of his identity and simply blends in with the world around him.

Suddenly I say "There is going to be an explosion."

Somewhere off the coast, the black spirit expands in an instant, nuking the earth. We stand behind a house, and the shockwave comes full force around the structure but does not manage to move the house itself. We are safe from the initial blast, but the fallout has left everything electrically charged. My friend reaches up to touch this energy, and it jolts him hard, changing his body chemistry. This is magical energy, powerful stuff. He becomes bloated, yellow and black, and begins manipulating. I make contact, and my perception of all around me sharpens, as I no longer see from my body but from cinematic angles all around us. The third man, the old one, opens his arms to the energy, and before my eyes small beings begin to walk off of him. There is a beautiful small red headed girl, a gnome, and many creatures that look this time like the small, good hearted creatures of Miyazaki's films. He tells me that he is not a man, but a magical being who has now been transformed into so much more. His body itself is indescribable, sometimes the same man, sometimes a massive twisting creature made of all colours and densities, staring into my eyes. He reverts to being a withered old man, now surrounded by the community of small beings that have multiplied off of his own, and together we stand, ready to face the new world.

I wake up.