Apr 9, 2024
Isolde Charim: Ich und die Anderen
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Isolde Charim: Ich und die Anderen
Isolde Charim
Today is rough. I forgot to take my meds this morning after another night of fucked up dreams. This time I was pregnant with multiple children and there were complications. There was blood everywhere.
The other night I dreamt about being in a dying world with floating islands. The livestock were all infected with something that made them carnivorous. People couldn't be trusted. It was all apart of a weird game designed by some unseen beings.
There was also the dream where I was in a massive house that had a basement with a narrow stairway that lead to a door. Beyond that door was an incomprehensibly large shopping mall. The walking paths were as wide as a road and it was comprised of dozens of floors. But it was mostly empty.
Today, being at work is frustrating. I feel awful, displaced. Everything feels like it's shifted to a dimension slightly different from my reality. I know it's crazy and all in my head. It's just a bizarre feeling I can't shake. I just wanna go home.
Well, you’d best get it right or you’ll look a bit like a donut, won’t you?
9 April 2018
39 Minutes at bedtime
To be frank, I had stopped meditating at 37 minutes last night. Had to move my head in a slow swaying manner for the last five to seven minutes, just to keep up with the tugs of the deep subconscious. After which I sat with my eyes open for two minutes. Undid the ear plugs. Lay down to sleep only after the timer buzzed at 39 minutes.
Thanks to yesterday’s shallow subconscious level meditation, I know the difference between a deep and shallow meditation better now. One meditation needs no effort, the other requires the strength of Hercules.
This morning, as I write this blog, I feel like I am back. The desire for God is burning brighter today than it did all of last week. Today might be a good day for me to dance alone !
Některý věci prostě neexistujou. Ne v mým životě.
Warme Nächte. Beste.
Me.
"ich kann nicht mehr. Soll ich dir was sagen... ich hab Selbstmordgedanken"
DANKE MAMA. OK.
Me.