Lilith's back.
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wolven7I'm svisiting with my family, in strange parts of Maryland. Everything is like a family gathering, and a get-together, like we have, in the summer. Barbeques, dinners, where everyoen comes over. My mom's side of the family. There is soemthing going on, and i see my cousin Jamaal, in the basement of his house, and i realise that i haven't been over here, in years. Haven't seen them. They don't recognise me, neither Jamaal, nor his brothers. My uncle only just recognises me, and i move forward, deeper into the back yard.
The back yard is a strange combination of the National Zoo, with the animal pits, embedded in the ground, and a circus and carnival. The meaning and atmosphere of the place was the circus and carnival. There is an Aquarium, and i'm walking around talking to and looking for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mech_angel. We're discussing the nature of the place, and part of this is taking place in the front yard, next to the house. One layer is mundane. We go into the tiger pit area, and there is a section of the thing called "Under/Deeper Learning." It teaches you about the chemical make-up and the connections of minds and brains, and lets you telepathically link, with the tiger. We look at it, and know what needs to happen.
Me andmech_angel are walking down stairs, below the Tiger Coliseum, where the public/staff entrance to the aquarium is. We're touching, furitively, trying to sneak kisses and glances. Every touch is like a five minute kiss, and every kiss is forever. We know that we have to go to class.
We're in class, and the tacher is a woman in her mid 30's, with read hair, and a mischevious type of face. We can tell that she's a trickster, and has done some hard things, to people who may or may not have deserved it. She's informing us about the nature of th classes, here, andmech_angel and i are still sneaking touches and glances. The teacher, who i'm sure i remember, yet can't quite place, sees us, and tells me that my assignment is to go into the Tiger Coliseum, and bring back as much intel as i can.
Flashes of Bioware interfaces, with chips stretching through and augemnting/replacing parts of the human brain. Towers,a nd skeletal buildings, being build, on skylines, watching liquid metal crawl over the strucural beams. I walk back into/out of Another Coliseum, which is how we get back to class, and i make my report. I tellmech_angel how familiar the teacher seems, to me, for some erason, that i can't place.
Flashes of a stasis tank, with amniotic fluid, keeping someone alive, while they're worked upon. Implants and Pirate ships, across reality and Probability.
The teacher says that she feels so tired, and weak. All of this is taking place in both an enclosed classroom, in a school, and in the arena thing. I realise who she is, at that point, and i ask her to give me her hand. She smiles, and shows it to me, i reach out for it, and she puts her hand in mine. I start Taking her energy, but healing her, at the same time, letting her know that i know who she is. She throws her head back and laughs, at this, as i smile. She brings her head down, quick, on my arm, and starts trying to drink my blood. i bite her, stand up, still holding her hand, and reach for my sword, on my back. I look around and the only people in the class room are me,mech_angel, and Lilith. The ghost images of the other students are staring at us, as they fade. I start babling about how i knew it was her, and i knew her hair should have been black. Something explodes.
There is a rebellion, among the people. I'm both watching and Am Paul. Baron Vladimir Harkkonnen is trying to get my people to fight against me. I'm winding throguh them all, all the Harkkonnen Soliders, Weirding it, and cutting them to shreds, faster than they can draw their weapons. I'm looking for my son. I find the traitor, in the city, thinking about the Baron, and about my newborn son, how the orders were to kill him, if i got too out of control. The traitor is nervous, and i grab him, demanding to know if my son is ok. As i see this, on the screen, watching, i say "Yes! Paul Muad'Dib!" My/his eyes have gone a gold-and-black/blue colour, as has the skin around his eyes. The Price paid for his talents. The traitor yammers and stutters something about the citadel. All the while, Lillth is sitting back and watching as I/Paul andmech_angel/Chani stand there, in the night, with city explosions, all around us. We run toward the Harkkonnen Citadel. I wake up
I... really don't know what to make of those, for the most part.
It hit me, upon waking up, several times, this moning, that i am actually moving, today and tomorrow. Realisations hurt.
I'm off. Back later.
The back yard is a strange combination of the National Zoo, with the animal pits, embedded in the ground, and a circus and carnival. The meaning and atmosphere of the place was the circus and carnival. There is an Aquarium, and i'm walking around talking to and looking for
mech_angel. We're discussing the nature of the place, and part of this is taking place in the front yard, next to the house. One layer is mundane. We go into the tiger pit area, and there is a section of the thing called "Under/Deeper Learning." It teaches you about the chemical make-up and the connections of minds and brains, and lets you telepathically link, with the tiger. We look at it, and know what needs to happen.Me and
mech_angel are walking down stairs, below the Tiger Coliseum, where the public/staff entrance to the aquarium is. We're touching, furitively, trying to sneak kisses and glances. Every touch is like a five minute kiss, and every kiss is forever. We know that we have to go to class.We're in class, and the tacher is a woman in her mid 30's, with read hair, and a mischevious type of face. We can tell that she's a trickster, and has done some hard things, to people who may or may not have deserved it. She's informing us about the nature of th classes, here, and
mech_angel and i are still sneaking touches and glances. The teacher, who i'm sure i remember, yet can't quite place, sees us, and tells me that my assignment is to go into the Tiger Coliseum, and bring back as much intel as i can.Flashes of Bioware interfaces, with chips stretching through and augemnting/replacing parts of the human brain. Towers,a nd skeletal buildings, being build, on skylines, watching liquid metal crawl over the strucural beams. I walk back into/out of Another Coliseum, which is how we get back to class, and i make my report. I tell
mech_angel how familiar the teacher seems, to me, for some erason, that i can't place.Flashes of a stasis tank, with amniotic fluid, keeping someone alive, while they're worked upon. Implants and Pirate ships, across reality and Probability.
The teacher says that she feels so tired, and weak. All of this is taking place in both an enclosed classroom, in a school, and in the arena thing. I realise who she is, at that point, and i ask her to give me her hand. She smiles, and shows it to me, i reach out for it, and she puts her hand in mine. I start Taking her energy, but healing her, at the same time, letting her know that i know who she is. She throws her head back and laughs, at this, as i smile. She brings her head down, quick, on my arm, and starts trying to drink my blood. i bite her, stand up, still holding her hand, and reach for my sword, on my back. I look around and the only people in the class room are me,
mech_angel, and Lilith. The ghost images of the other students are staring at us, as they fade. I start babling about how i knew it was her, and i knew her hair should have been black. Something explodes.There is a rebellion, among the people. I'm both watching and Am Paul. Baron Vladimir Harkkonnen is trying to get my people to fight against me. I'm winding throguh them all, all the Harkkonnen Soliders, Weirding it, and cutting them to shreds, faster than they can draw their weapons. I'm looking for my son. I find the traitor, in the city, thinking about the Baron, and about my newborn son, how the orders were to kill him, if i got too out of control. The traitor is nervous, and i grab him, demanding to know if my son is ok. As i see this, on the screen, watching, i say "Yes! Paul Muad'Dib!" My/his eyes have gone a gold-and-black/blue colour, as has the skin around his eyes. The Price paid for his talents. The traitor yammers and stutters something about the citadel. All the while, Lillth is sitting back and watching as I/Paul and
mech_angel/Chani stand there, in the night, with city explosions, all around us. We run toward the Harkkonnen Citadel. I wake upI... really don't know what to make of those, for the most part.
It hit me, upon waking up, several times, this moning, that i am actually moving, today and tomorrow. Realisations hurt.
I'm off. Back later.
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Speaking of...
Date: 2004-09-29 01:51 am (UTC)Re: Speaking of...
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Date: 2004-10-02 09:37 pm (UTC)We're both Moving, and I'm going to have my own Workspace (on several levels) soon, and I think we have to, yet again, get Asses in Gear, and that's why things are being kicked up a notch.
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We need to work together, again, soon.