>>16934367 LB
>I am drifting through the black nothing,
>I am the black nothing.
>All around me,
>big and small colorful balls.
I would have a recurring dream as a child. It always started the same, riding with my parents in a car. I was in the back. It was like it was raining outside but it was also like static in an old TV. The static would get thicker until it was just me in the static. Then it would suddenly be clear, I would be standing, looking at a scene of a huge crowd, thousands of people, all looking at something. I had this dream many times but I only clearly remember what everyone was staring at twice.
Once it seemed to be a huge Ferris wheel but it seemed like the most perfect thing. The last time it was a man, everyone was in awe of him, he must have been Jesus. I was not raised in any religion, I had no belief in God or Jesus.
Then when I was older I was tripping on synthetic Mescaline (or so they said it was) and I was surrounded by colorful balls, each one had a symbol on it but it wasn't a letter or number. they were pulsing to my heartbeat. I could flashback to those balls for years but I never saw the symbols again.