Octopod Dreams

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Masked Guest

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2025-02-23 18:36:12.383 -0600

A vine bag of oranges… My mortal form has vanished, again. I arrive when my slumber turns lucid. I dream. Each voyage, a different reincarnation. A mother, guarding her eggs in a cage. A cage, observing a flight from responsibility. A woman, gleefully toasting, resting her foot on the chest of a man she loves. A man sharing a drink with a woman he doesn’t. My Neanderthalic peers are anything but human, but every emotion they evoke in me is. For when I sleep, I am finally awake.

Envy is poison. When you come to notice yourself, these thoughts will surrender. Look deep within. Find strength. Be proud of how far you’ve come. You must continue this fight. You must continue. The dust will settle. Just be fucking kind.

What can I say? I am a sucker for a public draw. I threw my hat in the ring and my number was called. In due time, the council will hear me. My story arc was not meant to end yet. Some call it chance; others call it fate, but aren’t those one in the same?

I hear your cry but cannot yet grant what you seek. If I make you a mask, you are still a demon. If your intention is to get rid of sin, reconcile from within. Reawaken. I will make you a mask to enhance who you've become.

Eyes closed. I am back. Only this time, something is different. Everything is the same. The vines are constricting. #257, help.

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