DREAMS FROM THE BRAIN OF MATTHEW JAMES
PHANTASMAGORIUM
A DREAM WRITTEN BY HIS OWN HAND UPON WORDPRESS
This was a dream concerning the patriarch Abraham and a neighbor of mine. The truth behind this story has yet been revealed. In due time the word will be out and the revenant of Abraham will come forth and bring wisdom unto the people of this fine Celestialnet.
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The Revenant
1 I was sitting on one of my neighbors’ lawns writing on my laptop while my back was leaning against an old crusty Oldsmobile—most like likely I was using their wireless internet connection. I ignored a call from a friend who had just invited me to swim in his pool.
2 Then I saw this suspicious guy drive by who looked like he was wearing some kind of wig. To the left of me I see this revenant of what looked like Abraham. He came up to me and told me he was doing a show tonight entitled Abandoning the Apocryphal Word of God. I told him that I would try to make it.
3 Then he wafted away into oncoming traffic and disappeared right in front of the suspicious car containing the guy with the wig. Then he (wig-man) pulled over and told me that he would give me a ride back to my apartment. I got in and I asked him about his wig.
4 He told me that all his hair fell out when he was a teenager and that his wig was made from his dad’s real hair. It was strange, because when I got home it was already night. I saw my apartment manager walking his dog, and I remember thinking to myself that he must have been lonely. I thought about inviting him to the show, but I never invited him. Then I got dressed and left ready to hear the words of a revenant.
5 I sat in a booth with people I didn’t know, or shall I say I pretended like I didn’t know. I remember exactly who they were; they were people from my old church from way back in the day. They didn’t recognize me so I pretended that I didn’t recognize them.
6 The revenant of Abraham started his spoken word monologue and he was doing some really funny dance moves. Then this lady in the booth across from us said, “Are you Matthew James? because I have this package for you.” She said it had something to do with this guy who was seen with my crystal skulls.
7 I didn’t know what to think; I just took the package and stared at it. It was sent from my neighbor Tilly Derbyshire of whom I’ve never met. I remember thinking to myself: why am I getting this package here? and how do they know of my crystal skulls? and how does this package help me get my skulls back? I opened the package and a bunch of sending papers fell out. These papers had nothing to do with anything so I just set them aside and continued listening to the words of the revenant.
8 Then when I got home I found myself standing face to docetic face with the revenant. He spoke of things that didn’t make much sense to me. He did however tell me that my neighbor Tilly was just trying to communicate with me. He advised me to go upstairs and introduce myself to her. When I went up there, I felt a calmness that I had never felt before. I knocked on her door and the door opened up to this portal that lead to the Spirit World. I walked in, twitched, rolled over, and then I woke up!