“Please dad lighten your mind,
In your heart pease do find
The time to carry me around
I’ll promise not to make a sound…”
Yes, this is another subconscious manifestation of my gigai while still trapped on this planet.. I experienced this dream on Monday but for some purpose I couldn’t come to post though I wanted to post it ASAP.. All I could do was to record it in my Dream Journal.. This time though my sub-manifest was oh so vivid like it was watching a 3D movie at your cinema theatre.. So lifelike was it that when I got back to this nightmare called life on earth I could hear the closing soundtracks strumming in my brain..
I can’t promise you the same experience I felt but I’ll do my best as the Deity of the Universe of Infinite to replicate the mood and tone of the manifest with my limited resources.. If you have the following files handy play it while reading the post; maybe later on I will modify the post to include the sounds..
Opening OST; Above and Beyond: Set Me Free
1. On the Precipice of Defeat by Sagisu Shirou
2. Driving to Heaven by Tiesto
3. La Distancia Para un Duelo by Sagisu Shirou
Closing OST; Saika and Loneliness (Naruto OST)
For those who play Subway Surfers this month of July is set in Rio.. The sub-manifest takes place in a setting between a jungle and the Rio scene though don’t include the trains nor coins nor jetpacks..
I was in the jungle on a cable car having two friends along- a guy and a monkey or was it a marsupalami? As usual with my dreams I either am being chased or doing the chasing. This time we were chasing after somebody/something when I made a telepathic connection with the deity of the land. (Yes deity to deity connection; very clear connection and unlimited talk plan). The god was an evil being and knowing too well his or her nature I rejected her advances. I say her because the god started pursuing me so I hastily broke off the connection but I knew we would be relentlessly pursued. (You humans have a saying that goes Hell hath no fury than a woman scorned). True enough a flow of lava shot from the ground trying to drown us.
* “Hadou # 88 Danku,” I shouted and the split void protected the rear of the cable car. The lava’s inertia of motion pushed the cable car farther up the mountain. I repeatedly had to shout the Hadou #88 to regenerate the force field.
Seeing we weren’t roasted, the demon honoured us with her presence and attacked us. Knowing too well its power, an incantationless Hadou #88 wouldn’t save us so I had to chant it quickly..
**”Guardian Angel, Superior Protector, bring unto me the fruits that thine garden doth bare; as I render unto you. Ensure that the attempts of the malicious Demons prove fruitless! Annihilate their offences! Vanquish their hopes! Split the Void! Hadou #88 Danku!”
A five layered void shielded us from the demon’s attack by due to the force of both the attack and the defence the cable car snapped and we fell headlong into the river below. I lost contact with my friends and blacked out..
I came to in the city; where I had taken an item and was being attacked by sword-bearing people. Instantly my Hadou #88 came in handy protecting me until the point where I came in contact with a close combat nail-cutter thrower. (yes a nail cutter thrower; even I was shocked I was expecting a shuriken or kunai)
I knew it was dangerous so when he threw the first one I caught it. It must have been his favourite piece because he bombarded me with a hail of nail cutters. Being overwhelmed, I fled running down St. Michael’s street to East Church Road with the thrower still attacking and me all the time chanting Hadou #88.. The Split Void littered the road as I attempted to slow him down.
Without knowing how and why I started flying over the main road. However, unlike in my other dreams where I fly, I wasn’t acrophobic anymore. I actually enjoyed looking down from my height. I headed to a nearby mall and looked at it then headed to a famous hotel in the neighbourhood and a few other places before I decided to land. However my body wasn’t in sync with my mind and so I landed in a place akin to Safari Park..
While flying a realization dawned on me; it was like I knew I was dying slowly for I had no more fear nor regret. My heart and mind were as calm as the deep blue sea..
I almost landed in the pool but stopped in time. Then I saw my body; and was I shocked!. I was dressed in a maroon blazer and a pleated checked skirt. Apparently I was a girl***.
A man stood over my body and I felt a familiar tug at the bottom of my heart. If I’m not mistaken it was my father. A male doctor had my body in his hands. I was in a vegetative state; my tongue swollen and hanging out of my mouth..
“It’s too late sir,” I heard the doctor say. “She used this way to escape and be free. This was her means to get wings and fly.”
My dad was quiet but I could tell he was at loss and quite sad. I found myself entering my body again and struggled to speak..
“She wants to speak but all she can say is mba.”
I realised it was futile to speak soi established a telepathic channel with dad and said:
“I know you haven’t been there for me but I don’t blame you. My choice led to this final result please don’t blame yourself..
Please dad lighten your mind,
In your heart pease do find
The time to carry me around
I’ll promise not to make a sound…”
With that said I left my body and left my crying ‘mba’ as I too shed tears of what would have been but never was…….
With that I woke up. Had I been asleep for a few more seconds, I would have woken up to a wet pillow..
PS: Originally, this was supposed to be the last post by this Deity of the Universe of Infinite; Had I posted this post on Monday the 13th. No, my SPIRIT beam still been repaired but my daughter found a way to transport me back to my Universe. For now though let me stick around some,more on this planet for a little while longer; it can be a day, a month, a year. Until next time these are the Subconscious Manifestations of Resident of Phantasmagoria and Citizen of Dream Land; Upper 1st Tier Diamond Stand
*PS the correct numerical nomenclate is Bakudo #81 but since in the dream I kept saying Hadou #88, I’ll stick to it.. Btw Hadou # 88 is Hiryuu Gekizoku Shinten Raiho.. Go read or watch Bleach and you’ll know..
**Yes I know I should really stop watching Bleach. Just two more episodes left then I’ll be done..
***And for the record I don’t cross-dress nor do I secretly wish to be a girl.. This Deity is sexless neuter being having neither gender nor sex.
So my favourite phone Sony Erica had a folder called DICM for photos.. One day my creative side misread DICM as DOCM and so my newest above average intelligence insult was born.. Discombobulated Old Circus Monkey and its variations like Demented Old Circus Monkey, Deranged Old Circus Monkey et al. Up to date I don’t know what DICM stands for and neither do I want to know.
Yes yes this is another rant and rave of the Deity of the Universe of Infinite. I wonder how you figured it out?
PDA, PDF, PDD are what I wanna talk about. And no I don’t mean personal digital assistant, nor portable document format nor P. Diddy. I mean public display of affection, public display of friendship and public display of devotion.. Yeah you got me, the last two I made up, but I was just going with the flow.
Well as you know, for a while I have been stuck in this planet after my SPIRIT (Super Particulate Ionizer and Reflection Inverter Transmission) Beam failed to send me back to my universe. Hence I am stuck occupying a physical body on your planet.. Well as I have had little to do, I’ve been forced to watch your habits.
One of them is PDA.. I have no issue with displaying ones affections to the other party as long as it doesn’t affect people nearby.. By affect I mean physically. You know like stopping to greet someone on the sidewalk halting the traffic behind you. Or hugging once again disrupting the smooth flow of human traffic on both sides. Courtesy dictates you both move to a place where you won’t bother anyone and do your PDA. A few seconds more won’t hurt after all you’ve anyway been apart for that long.
Besides, I really don’t get the human standpoint of hugging and greeting and telling each other how you have missed the other party. I mean after all is said and done you’ll forget each other and react the same way again when you next meet.. I mean this isn’t déjà-vu it’s a plain annoying cycle. Hypocrisy in its rawest form.
Hypocrisy I repeat. In this age and era where fast methods of communication is available to every Tom Dick and Harriette there is really no excuse to hug one another. There is email, text messaging, calling, social networking through WhatsApp, Facebook, Twitter.. I mean you have a friend that has a friend that knows a friend who knows the person you want. The world is a global village literally. Go back to your village and ask for Mama Gathanga and you will be directed to her doorstep.
Back to hugging, yes I have vitriol against hugging. I never get the whole essence of hugging?. Is it an intimate way of showing you trust the other person?. No thanks but leaving my back at your mercy is more than I can handle. Or is it some ritual where you try to physically synchronize your hearts or something?. Someone please explain to this deity.
Don’t get me wrong, I also hug people and my reason is, when you go to Italy, do as the Italians do; or something like that. That’s my excuse, what’s yours?. As much as I hug there are a limited number of people I hug. Less than the number of toes on my feet. Reason being they are the ones I relatively trust to hug me and also know they wont literally stab me in the back with a knife.
I hate hugging and more so strangers. If it is an issue of trust a hand shake will do just fine or a fist bump “kugotea”. I mean the handshake originated from ancient times where one carried a sword and a shield on either hand. So to greet the other each party had to let go of an item.
So the next time you meet this Deity of the Universe of Infinite in his gigai please let us just shake hands, it is more formal friendlier and definitely more comfortable for this introverted deity. Well unless you are one of the digits I trust to hug.
Until next time, take care of those hugging you haphazardly. They might be pinning a kick me sign on your back.
Depression. Who would have thought that such a mature or grown up disease would trickle down to me?. I am neither old nor mature.. I think this diseases are lacking moving targets. I’m sure next someone would tell me I have type a diabetes and cancer.. Lemme be a traditional African and say that these illnesses are for the rich and the whites..
Away from that, someone told me that I am suffering from depression.. Well I don’t know about that but I do know myself better than anyone else does.. So depression? Nuh uh.. For the sake of argument though lemme agree to that statement..
Now why would I be depressed?. Is it because of late I prefer lazing in the house and not going out? Or is it my sudden lack of enthusiasm in what I used to love doing?. Or is it my lethargic nature?. Answer to the first question is, I’m an introvert. As am introvert my me time is next to none. It is held at a glorious perch away from other activities that would ordinarily taint it. According to Darwin, evolution takes place so I evolved from whatever I was to a hikikomori.. Besides, it is only at my home that I cam get in touch with my inner self and have discussions, debates, arguments, word duels in a safe place away from judging eyes and ears.
Question two, the answer is its a phase. Didn’t we all pass through certain phases in life?. I know I didn’t and that’s why they are catching up to me now.. Yes I loved drawing, I loved reading, I loved writing, loved animals, basically I LOVED.. Emphasis on the word loved. But they were all passing phases, leaving me mainly an empty shell.. Ah well, something new shall fill the vacuum..
Lastly, yeah I had high and still do have high energy levels. Its just that these days, my primary reserves have dwindled to dangerously low levels. As to my back up reserves, they are just that, back up. Besides why would I need energy when all I do is stay in the house?. My mental energy is more than enough to push me through the day..
Yes I can hear you quite clearly. He is in the first stage, denial. Anyway that is just your opinion which fortunately doesn’t count in this universe. Well even if you are right, what do I do?. Talk to a close family member?. Well me and family aren’t bed mates you know.. A friend, you suggest?. Everyone has there own problems, so no one really gives a hoot about you silly problems.. More so in this age and era.. A professional, do I hear?. Well as the name suggests, it wont be for free, besides why spend that money on a professional while I can just Google the cure?. Anyway even if I did have someone to talk to, all other factors withstanding, lets just say that my defensive nature will kick in; namely introvert nature.. Why would I tell you my problems?. Am I sick?. I think this is the only time I accept that I will be depressed, talking my heart out. What a laugh.. I will leave that to my fellow subjective species the extroverts. For me lemme just rant and rave in a round about manner and get the calm I desire.. Till next time.. Take care and don’t be depressed..
PS, this was just for argument purposes. I am not depressed.. A depressed person wouldn’t be as lively as radioactive potassium ion..
Every time I play Hill Climb Racing and I happen to be climbing a really steep hill, the phrase “nyan cat” always escapes my mouth, I wonder why..
Yes this is another of the Deity of the Universe of Infinite posts.. Well I created myself in June- please don’t ask how I did that for a deity never tells his secrets.. This June was exceptionally good towards me, some would say the planets were properly aligned. I will say I made the planets align themselves, that is the power as a deity that I have. I decided to come down from my castle in the sky, on cloud nine using a rainbow path that Silver Mane my High Horse galloped down it to the earth. And yes I did find the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, but I returned it to its rightful owner who was a small green man. By the way he handed me a five leaf clover am I super lucky or what?. Though as a deity I really don’t need it. I kept it as a memento.
Back to the story at hand, during the ides of June I volunteered for a certain cause and man did I have fun. Now I understand why my Greek predecessors loved leaving the heavens and coming down to mingle with the common folk.
Other than doing and giving my best, I managed to make three friends quite unwittingly. One of them dared challenge me; a deity, to a spoken duel using my preferred lexicon. Naturally the being lost but we ended up being friends. Now I noticed this habit amongst you earthlings, especially the Venetian sub species. Why do you always work, walk in pairs?. Not that I am complaining.. Anyway at least the Martian sub species don’t have that type of behaviour. Whoever penned that no man is an island should have said no woman is an island. And no I am not being chauvinistic at all.. But really men can survive alone exception being Adam.. But ladies are always in twos, threes, et al.
Strayed again, so I made this friend amongst the humans Venetian subspecies and then another and finally another.. In the end I got three for the price of one.. Not that I am complaining because now the four of us are like La Familia.. Three sisters and a brother.. And no I didn’t coin that phrase, before it was three ladies and a gent.. I think the latter sounds like a romance novel..
The best part was the being who had dared challenge Deity of the Universe of Infinite, was created the following day after I self created.. Meaning she was born a day later.. How awesome is that?. Now as you have correctly deduced I am so not planning to lose my new family that is connected not by blood but by water and friendship. As much as you humans say blood is thicker than water; in my universe there exists friends sticking closer than a brother.. So until next time’s rant and rave, take care..
PS: La Familia will have a dinner very soon. I Deity of the Universe of Infinite shall definitely tell you how it went. I definitely know it will be way better than Saturday Evening Meet (refer to previous post). And as an introverted being I will survive the evening on the little power that my antisocial battery has left
This world shall know pain: Almighty Push.. Well I’m not a Rinnegan user having control of one of the six paths of pain.. I’m a Sharingan user preferring my Personal Infinite Tsukuyomi.. But I know despair..
What is despair?. According to a certain dictionary it is: 1. The feeling that everything is wrong and nothing will turn out well; to me the above definition is somewhat related to pessimism. 2. A state in which all hope is lost or absent;(v.) abandon hope; give up hope; lose heart. Now this hits the head on the nail or vice versa..
What is hope?. The general feeling that some desire will be fulfilled; optimism.. I am a realist and fairly practical.. Its all good to be hopeful that you will be saved by the coastguard during a shipwreck; but please board the life raft and stay away from the circling sharks..
Where am I headed with this?. Truthfully, this is just another rant and rave of a disconcerted Deity of the Universe of Infinite stuck in this world. I am but an empty hollow shell in fact should the Gotei Juu san squads find out I’ll be treated as a hollow and most likely slayed by a zanpaktou; not that I’ll stick around for me to be found. Though I really do want to have a duel with Kuchiki Byakuya and Yamamoto Genryusai. Which will win, my Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan Jutsu or their pathetic zanpaktou, kidou and hadou?
I think it is pretty clear. Anyway I have strayed too far. Where was I?. Souka, life has become totally meaningless for this Deity. Not only is it dull but just the thought of living is strong enough to turn me into a frog stone statue; reminiscent of taking in too much sage jutsu.. My pastimes have past their time.. They no longer challenge nor stimulate my mind. Art gives me a heart attack; writing has become a task; dancing, I need a partner; chess well I’m too smart for the AI but I always lose to it; manga and anime are the only oasis left but just like a water hole, they too are drying up. The remaining of my hobbies require too much preparation and resources.. I think I have become laid back like Coyote Starrk and Kyouraku Taicho combined, no in fact I have a defeatist, altruistic attitude. If I was a Pokémon monster, I’d be Snorlax.
So what’s my Marshall Plan?. None at all.. Like a flame left on it own, I will flicker, putter and die out slowly.. Maybe then I can join my fellow Deities in our super hyped Elysium Fields, where I can frolic in the sun with Odysseus son of Laertes, Agamemnon and Menelaus Aitrides, weave a web with Penelope cousin of Helen of Troy, Ask Achilles son of the sea nymph to show me his heel; before I take my rightful place in Olympia seated next to my mentor and all time favourite Greek goddess Pallas Athena daughter of Titan Métis and Zeus son of Cronos and Rhea. With her we will plot how to overthrow Aegis bearing Zeus and rule over Olympia..