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Teacher, Present date:

I traveled to teach a lesson to a man at the request of a friend
Disguised behind a shamans mask I had a test for this man
Skepticism vanished and I handed sedatives digested by him
Then met him at the crest of his REM sleep to suppress who I am
Dissected his perspectives and I left him re-invented
And sent a piece of me in the tea that I fed him so I'm deep in his thoughts
When his dream was conjured I talked, reached him via ominous stream of consciousness
His familiar fear was obvious, regardless hes peering onwards, mirrored confidence
My thought pattern walked through his skull, lessons spawned and truth taught
Until he said, 'I think I know who you are', we both nod and move on.


Student, March 3rd, 2003:

He was three of many things, a Shaman, Medium, and alchemist
And asked me to complete a secret deed which he can help me with
I agreed, at first thought no, but something deep within me shouted yes
A voice within me pleads to be released from all these hellish tests
As he unlatched a metal chest I'd said I smelled the scent of tree bark
With a mortar, pestle, sat and squeezed it till it crumbed into wee parts
Which was thumbed to steep in water of a freshly boiled tea pot
Once I drank a cup he had me lay and fall asleep, calm but feeling nauseous
Queezy thoughts proceed to darkness, breathing equilibrium resolved to equal parts
Eyes open, realness bursts in this pristine garden fabled as Edens purchase
Within I see the work of evil serpents, the demon snake spiral upwards into DNA
Eyes of the snake became two stars, all other light was beamed away
As constellations teamed I laid awake while sleeping and was deep in space
Galactic scenes were made, it showed me endings and I'd seen creation
Saw the head of a large entity spawn which alarmed me
Saw the legs and the arms meet, saw him setup and harden
Saw eruptions in sequence, a rhythm fades into harmony
Our Big Bang was just a thump inside this deities heartbeat
Eyes were bordering my face, he motioned planets to spin
I felt his force of palpitations as the panic sets in
The man then sat in my head and said he'd planned that we met
Laughing, he then expands my understanding which is half of the battle
Grasp of universal actions advancing from a fraction to fractal
As he faded to the blackness of shadows he asked one last action
He whispers one last task and passed the baton and was gone
I said "I think I know who you are", we both nod and move on.

This was great. It was a very entertaining story on spiritual enlightenment. The story itself wasn't very original but the rhyming made it great. I'd leave better feed, but I'm at work. Nice drop.

Lol u banged a guy in his dream

on some hunger games shit.... check my sig

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Why do you keep upping your shit without feeding anything at all? You should know better Nigma.

cause i went on a feed spree of like 15 pieces and have got 1 legit response in return so eat a dick you faggot non believer

You're right. Everyone should stop what they're doing and feed your shit because you fed 15 pieces awhile ago. Everyone please feed Nigma.

But seriously you look like a crybaby right now. People won't feed your shit if you feed theirs and you shouldn't feed others just so you can get feed in return. I only feed pieces I liked, like this one you ungrateful faggot, and if I don't like it I don't feed it. It's simple as that. If you want more feed then write something everyone will enjoy instead of long winded, metaphysical shit.

We were cool which is why I left that post, but now you're coming at me sideways with some mujahideen non-believer shit? Motherfucker you're from Canada. Chill.

Etha

lol I also thought this was about someone getting roofie'd in a masonic lodge or something.

You've rich ideas in your arsenal, and that should be recognized, but your wording at times is poor, kind of like a problem I have at times. You don't focus on eloquence at key times and you sort of let your content huff and puff until inflexible bubbles form during transitional segways.

In example, this section:

You might like the book Siddhartha by Herman Hesse. It's exceptional and you may be able to relate to it in your spiritual search.

Keep doing you

sup nigma.
cool syllable usage. didnt like the story a whole lot or the concept i should say. but definitely flexed some style in here. keep writing, and keep responding.