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I wake from a sleep in my dream and step out into the passage, at the top of the stairs in our two story home and hanging from the ceiling walls and banister are body parts. I walk down the stairs lukin at everybag and wondering who they are. Im not frightened at this stage. I get down stairs and turn left into our kitchen and see a man at the kitchen sink making noises and what seems to be cutting. I hide in a cupboard under the stairs that has more body parts in it, i freak out n open the door, he sees me so i run out the back door and he chases me. I run to the garage hop on a motorbike and ride off he always keeps the same distance but i can see his face.

I'm a small room that's all painted black. At the back of the room on the wall is a small, dim light and to the left of it is a green door. I'm sitting on a chair and in front me is a drummer behind a drum kit and 2 guitarists. Due to the light I can't see their faces but they all look to be the same height and build. After sitting in silence for a while, one of the guitarists starts to play a riff. After the riff is over he stops and the other guitarist plays the exact same thing. No one says anything and after a while it feels like if I can guess what the riff is then I can leave the room, but I always wake up before I can guess it

Come and watch me work. come and hear me rap. come and see me twerk. come•and•see•me•ill•us•trate, listenwhileIphilosophize n pontificate come and – download my files of massive size come see my photography. come look through my eyes. come in close...and sit *real* still. let me paintya, baby. come-help-me-see-what's-real. kill what ain't? maybe. thisis-just-how-I-feel. Urgeas of late, frankly, is just to kick it real. Enoughaboutme, *starts deep-tissue-finger-kissin-while-I-listen-n-let you heal.*

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