11:11:11 Portal

-What happened last night, Jim? What made you so hyper?

-To be honest, Doc., everything was good and beautiful, I was just sitting quietly in the garden. When suddenly, I feel like throwing up and my pulse and adrenaline suddenly increases. What the hell mother?

I quit drinking alcohol, but I can still remember the way strong vodka burns a throat. So I got this strange feeling that  I got connected to someone else. And I didn’t fight the feeling. I let it happen, I may even helped myself go deeper into it.

And then I had this vision:

I am in my garden, I contemplate the sky, the growing pepermint..and suddenly I hear this song coming from far away. ..Russion party in Kamaz..very vulgar song. Well, I say to myself, I need to play this song ..and so I turn the volume up an played it on repeat. And that’s when the storm started.

I opend a magical portal in the window of my balcony!! I could see what was happening at this party somewhere in the world, not sure where it was. .. The music was so loud, the flashing lights, it was one of those collage partys where they are all drunk and wasted and you touch human bodys in your way out to the door? I think you know that vibe. And it was this boy..the center of attention.

He is bsolutely beautiful, tall, perfect aesthetics, the clasical  Casanova, the perfect playboy. He walks like a panter, holds a bottle of vodka, drinking right straight from it!.(yuh!!..) He was surrounded by very young beautiful girls, all falling down for him. I Think maybe you recognize this archetype. I tried to chase one or two of those in my youngest age, but I got bored easily. There was no essence to find down that road. But in this dream, as I was dancing, I was feeling my body easy like a feather, I would feel no pain what so ever. The music was enetering in every cell of my body and move it from inside. I was moving like a boneless animal, I was so excited. So many years without party, without people. As I move dancing I see the boy again I start follow him until he notice me . He can see right inside my balcony just as I see at his party…We meet in the 4th dimension. I know it’s because of the witchcraft I’ve done lately, but he probably thinks is because of the drugs he took, so he falls right inside my dream, just as I fall in he’s.

No one else can see me but him. He makes a deep eye contact in the mirror and he see me on the other side. I know is real, he know as well. He trys to run away from me, but he could see my face only, everyway he looks.

He becomes angry and he starts fucking all this girls in front of me, trying to show me how less he cares about me. But I get more and more horny as I watch him blowjob this sexy girl.  I am inside his mind, I can feel his orgasm, as he cums in that girl’s mouth. We continue to dance, looking at each other, asking ourselves how is this possible, to feel another being’s emotions, being so far from each other, not knowing each other?

Did I really opened this portal with my mind?

I say, “Please, stop drinking so much, you make me sick!” and he sais: “Get the fuck out of here if you don’t like it!” He then grabs two random girls by the hand and takes them in the other room, slams the door in my face. I feel angy and the need to revenge. I want to let him know that for every 2 gilrs that he fucks I can find 5 cocks to get myself satisfied. But I don’t do any of that. I keep dancing in my zen, I open myself, I let the energy flow. I know he can feel me just as I feel him. I decide to enter the room he entered, but I only find the two girls kissing eachother on the bed, I find the second door open, I get out of the room and into a garden.

A beautiful royal garden with roses and water. He was just staying there, looking at the water. I didn’t get close, I let him be. I know the story, I know why he drinks..

” I know you can feel my silence, why don’t we go home?” , I say.

“Rave’s not over bitch!” , he turns he’s face to me, he wears skinny black jeans, skinny black buttons shirt, he looks me dead in the eyes…I feel my legs getting weak as he approach me. I don’t say a word, I look up to him and he slap my face real hard!!, I fall down on my kness and have this instant squirt?!

I wake up for a moment I say to myself..what the fuck? What was that? And when I think the dream is over, when I think I’m back in my garden again, I hear his voice in the back of my head:

 “Where do you think you’re going now? I said, rave’s not over, BTH!” and he drags me back into his party…

“I’m just getting started”, he sais and he grabs me all and fuck me against all the walls of that building, all the beds and the tables…

“I can’t fuck another without seeing your face anymore, what the fuck do I do now?” he sais..

”I will always follow you like a shadow, you can’t get read of me now, is nothing you can do about it. We are one now. It’s  done.”