Monday November 30 2015
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Inside a mall-sized facility. Crawling into a tight space behind a wall. It's underneath a staircase. I've got my gym bag in my hand. The only way to crawl back out is shoving my bag through first then maneuvering my body through. It almost seems impossible to fit but I manage to anyway. When I emerge out of the wall I discover the whole place is swarming with an Islamic terrorist group, maybe ISIS but I'm not sure. I was going to stay hiding behind the wall but decide to just face them. A couple of them notice me and direct their guns at me demanding I raise my hands. They take my gym bag and dump it out on the floor.
"Throw his possessions into the pit where they belong!" one of them commands.
Apparently, they dug up a big pit where they're tossing bodies and belongings of anyone American. I have to use the restroom. A younger Muslim girl, maybe a teenager, escorts me to the bathroom. We head inside together looking for an unoccupied stall. Finding one we cram inside. I unzip my pants and try to pee but nothing seems to come out. She doesn't really notice.
I strike up conversation, "So how do you feel about killing people? Doesn't it bother you?"
Her: "Yeah sometimes. But it's a job."
Her being so young I can tell it's hard for her to really accept the immorality of killing people. She's just being brainwashed into it. But I sense an opportunity to change her way of thinking. I get a bright idea to seduce her so she can help me escape. I bring my body close to her and start nuzzling her neck. She responds willingly. I pull down her pants and we start going at it. Eventually, other teenagers walk in to inspect what we're doing, most of them boys. They don't seem to be disturbed by us. One of them tries to inflict pain on me but I easily stop him. Leaving the bathroom we walk hand in hand as if we were a couple. I try to pretend I'm one of her kind. At some point I'm alone with a video game console in my hand. I march up the corridor unnoticed and walk right out of the Islamic group’s main entrance. Now I'm in the American sector of the mall. I don't know how but I managed to escape.
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Waking up at 11:30 a.m. next to Ana.
Irish Oatmeal with Maca Powder, Cinnamon, Maple Syrup, Strawberries, and Kefir. Yerba Mate Tea.
Business. Making phone calls. Sending emails. Dealing with life.
Scrambled Eggs. Toast with Non-Dairy Cream Cheese. Corn Tortilla Chips with Avocado and Tomato. Honey Green Tea.
Teaching lessons at Music Makers.
Preparing a dinner for Ana and I.
Stretching and doing some light exercise in the living room.
Meeting with Elliott about a go-kart documentary he wants me to help him make.
Chic Peas with Kale, Carrots, and Pink Madagascar Rice in Yellow Curry Sauce.
Caitlin Hansen picks me up and we do a session together at Soul Haven Studios with Nigel for the ELO project. I had to finish up some vocal takes and she had to do hers.
Back home. Organizing. Enjoying Pineapple and Biscuit Bread Pudding.
Sleep 3:30 a.m.
[i] Dean Monogenis.
Posted by James Robert Smith at 1:01 PM