I WAS SUCKED AWAY AND INTO THE SKULL OF A 'SICK' MAN.
I ASSUMED I WAS IN HIS SKULL BECAUSE I COULDNT FEEL HIS FEET.
IT WAS LIKE SITTING BESIDE HIS CONCIOUSNESS WHILE TRAPPED WITHIN IT. I WAS PLAUGED TO LOOK OUT HIS EYES AND BE A PARTY TO HIS INTERNAL DIALOUGE AND FEEEEEEL HIM AT THE SAME TIME. I TRIED TO FLEE. THERE WAS NO WHERE TO GO. NO WHERE TO CONCEPTUALIZE TO GO. I HADN'T A BODY. THERE WERE NO DOORS. I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK WAS HAPPENING.
IN HIS HEAD A PARTY TO THE RIDE HE WALKED BEHIND A LITTLE DIAPERED BOY IN TENNIS SHOES. BLONDE KID. COULD HAVE BEEN A GIRL. I DONT KNOW.
HE SAID, 'YEEEEEAAAAAH....THAT'S THE ONE'. JUST WORDS. BUT DO YOU KNOW WHAT THEY FELT LIKE?
THEY FELT LIKE HOLY MOTHER OF GODS HELL SHIIT.
HE DIDN'T KNOW I WAS THERE.
LET ME GO! HE DIDN'T EVEN KNOW IT.
HE WAS A BLONDE MAN IN DINGY JEANS. LATE 20'S. WHITE. I REMEMBER HIM HAVING A FUCKED UP/REMAKABLE FACIAL HAIR. BUSHY GOTEE--OR HUGE CATEPILLAR MUSTACHE. BUT IT WAS LONG AGO AND I FEEL I AM MISSING SOMETHING. IT REMINDED ME OF A CARTOON. I DONT KNOW HOW I SAW IT FROM WHERE I WAS. IT WAS LIKE A 2 INCH TALL FOUR INCH WIDE...MUSTACHE. FUCKED UP.
WE WERE BEHIND THE BABY ON A SIDEWALK. HE WAS HOLDING HIS MOTHERS HAND OR VERY CLOSE TO HER-OR A PERSON.
HE WAS A HAPPY KID.
THE SUN WAS BRIGHT.
THE PAVEMENT WHITE OR NEW.
CLEAR DAY.
SOCKS. TENNIS SHOES. SHIRT (LIGHT COLORED OR WHITE I THINK) DIAPER-NO PANTS.
LONGER HAIR-NOT TOO SHORT. A TOE HEAD.
I DIDNT SEE OR HEAR MUCH NEWS ON IT. I MAY HAVE HEARD THE COMPLEX NAME AND AS SUCH OVER LAY THE LOCATION SO I HAVENT SAID ANYTHING AS TO WHAT I THINK OF THAT IF SO. I JUST DONT KNOW. MY VIEW WAS OF THE BACK OF A WALKING KID. AGE..I DONT REMEMBER THE GROWTH CYCLES-MAYBE 2 NOT MUCH OLDER. YOUNGER IF THEY WALK WELL YOUNGER. HE HADNT BEEN WALKING LONG BUT HAD REACHED THE FIRST SECOND STAGES OF WALKING WELL ENOUGH FOR A STROLL... THE COMPLEX I REMEMBER HEARING THIS HAPPENED IN MY HEAD IS THE COMPLEX NEXT TO THE AMBER ALERT I PASSED ON HIGHWAY 16.
I HAD LAYED DOWN IN A BACK ROOM. THERE WAS NO TV.
AND NOTHING LIKE THAT HAD EVER HAPPENED BEFORE-EXCEPT FOR A WALK WITH A BEAGLE DOG ON STEVE'S PROPERTY.
I CAME BACK TO MYSELF AS SUDDENLY AS I LEFT. THE VEHICLE FOR COMING BACK WAS MY CHILD'S TOUCH TO MY ARM TO WAKE ME TO GO TAKE HI.
