Grids... Games I was manifesting all-over.
Was with a group of friends and kept having to sleep so it didn't get out of hand.
It was safer for me to dream as what I thought came true....
There was groups and hugs, people I knew years back who were a few years older.
Hugs, teachers
police, friends and many kids with special and different
needs.
Fabric webs, weaves and reality layers creation of parts.
Inka and Loci came to find me.
I was so pleased to see them, wanted to go to my dream space I've not seen in
ages but they told me 'No, you
come with us'
We jumped to Inka's
hub to co-create but I'm all-over we make a snowman in a hat with Inka's pipe
and I'm as formless as the smoke.
They were making a grid.. I wanted to
make 'paisley' ?? The
pattern.
We go threw a portal and my dream dust is just static... I can't sort anything
out.
It's lime green....
Kaylo joined us to as gold, reminded me of copper but they were showing me Inka
can use copper but Kaylo weaves the gold.
Oh yeh, he was a dragon...
I couldn't make my dragon form.
Was just static
Puff the magic dragon, smoke and whiskers.
Cat's in hats and
fabric tunnels like socks!
Weaves and waves a dance of co-creation.
Threading imagination threw loci's logical nodes and points.
We layer warp and
twist to make 'A mess atm Ren.
You're all-over still, come back and breathe'
Fishermen's nets of
glowing white light. 'You can't even stabilise your body temp yet
Ren. Just come and watch'
My trying to do stuff made different colours but it was messy.
As I jumped back could feel the others showing me colours Malico was helping
with white.
I was told 'Learn to dance with creation again'
My dream dust was getting more swirly and colourful and they tell me to relax
and let them drive...
Was fun, Flying carpets like the santa dream, brooms and boats oh it was
captain hooks boat. Wendy and the crocodile who ate the clock!
Stones, Monsters aliens and ghosts...
A dance of making a ripple that we make.
A magic mirror,
mirror and a game for them who play.
What do we see? What do we be? Who is Me?
What is we.
Naughty or nice? Why
not both...........
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