░░▒▒▒▓▓▓▒▒▒░░ (masstreble) wrote,

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Tuuni like me.

"Could you sign for this shipment of kinkiness?"
"Right here at the bottom? Sure thing! Let's see... masstreble's... subconcious... there!"
"Great! Where do you want it?"
"If you could lay it next to that stack of alternate history, that would be excellent."
"Cool. Alright, boys! Let's unload this stuff."
"Hu hu hu, we're dreaming crazy tonight."

Woah. What a [worthy adjective] dream that was. It was like all the Warner Brothers cartoons after rolling around Ralph Ellison's Invisible Man, with the addition of a metric truckload of kink. I'm too bashful to talk about it, although I'll bet a few of you would like some parts. Bug me in psuedo-private and maybe I can talk about it. :x

Come to think of it, even if I tried to describe it by what happened chronologically, it would lack impact because so little happened: it was all the background to what little happened that made it so intense. The dissasociative aspects of the whom I was in these events was somewhat thereaputic, too: being not just somebody else, but somebody else so different than myself felt somehow good, even when I was experiencing unpleasent things. I hate to imagine this, but I think a little bit of that identity rubbed off on me, still clinging to some part of my self-image, making the whole world seem so strange, alien. Auuugh, and it's eating me up, because I really want to talk about it, but because I feel all of the weird psycho-sexual stuff that happened may put some folks off, or at least distract them from the things that actually had any kind of effect on me. X3 I think relee is somebody (in particular) who could groove with on some of the themes I was exposed to.

This has nothing to do with the above, but The Presidents of the United States's new album, "Love Everybody" is world-rattlingly awesome with a little paper bumbershoot speared through an olive sticking out of the top, and anybody who says otherwise either doesn't like novelty drinks, olives, or they suck Mothra eggs. ;]
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