Your Words are Like Swords: Astral Projections, Lucid Dreams, and Places I've Been - Brossura

Labrecque, Brian A

Brossura

ISBN 10: 0615719678 ISBN 13: 9780615719672

Casa editrice: Labrecque Art and Film, 2012

Riassunto

From Laser Yoga Media! These are stories about how to cope with death, altered-spirituality, understanding grief, growing up in a magical world and dreaming of your friends who have died and where they could be living in the afterlife and how to meet them again.

(SAMPLE)
I feel everything, I feel you, do you feel me? No... of course you don't. You are truly a busy soul, and I'm sorry that I haven't pulled the knife from your chest, but honestly, I just haven't found the time. Now I feel responsible for all this, but you wanted it this way, but now look at you, you were wrong. My god is a drunk god, and you were wrong. Don't worry, don't rush, this world will end, and it's a blessing, but no need to rush, no need to take the bullet train out of town. I cannot deal with the torturous isles and highway miles and death and decay without you. Where have all my friends gone, where have you gone? Did you ever care much for me?

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Product Description

This book is full of astral projections, lucid dreams, and places I've been. It's up to the reader to decide which are which. Enter the world of the Garden Nymph, the Blazing Star Faery, the Inner Eye Spy, the Blue Collar Buddha, God, and the Questioner. Visit the places they call home, dream with them, and listen for the roadway symphony in your mind. A spoken-word poetic journey, a strange trip into another dimension. A cerebral experience like no other. Here is a sample: Ash is snowing all around me, do you see the sun? it's sick and fractured, The city is burning, The mall is destroyed, a new home to the new surfers. They burn long angry fires and tires and pile old rusty cement and crumbs of their lives and defend their families within the gutted frame. The air is thick with dust and orbs and light peaking around the red metal. walking thru the corridors of the mall, I see the rubble and I smell the bonfires, and I see the poor and dying people huddling for warmth, i cannot save them now. I need to find the tulip nymph. In a dark space minded with smoke and mirrors just past the fountain of joy, the empty fountain, I see her, the tulip nymph in all her glory, she is bruised and stunned, but I can save her soul. I will save her soul. I carefully hold her fragile pale naked body in my hands, thin, longing, gazing at her, gazing at me, my eyes and my senses are invaded. euphoria is in my hands. Dew and ash are holding on to her, but her eyes are waxing warm and bright. Clutching her soft frame, we escape the mall, the war, the crumbling walls of indifference, we escape thru the path of rotting blackberry vines all the way to the rainbow garden. there, in the garden, we rest under the healing glowing passage tree, we join, and we love and I make love to her body, and she makes love to mine, because she deserves it.... and so do I."

Dettagli dell'edizione

• Editore: Labrecque Art and Film
• Data di pubblicazione: 2012
• Lingua: Inglese
• ISBN 10: 0615719678
• ISBN 13: 9780615719672
• Rilegatura: Copertina flessibile
• Numero di pagine: 68
• Contatto del produttore: Manufactured by Amazon on behalf of the author; https://www.amazon.it/hz/contact-us; ; c/o Amazon Media EU S.à.r.l., 38 Avenue John F. Kennedy; Luxembourg; L-1855; Lussemburgo