April 12, 2012
April 2, 2012
Maybe a year ago, I had a dream in which I confronted an evil wizard and wrested his staff from his hands.
I had the immense power of wielding two staffs at once -one good and the other evil.
I turned on the wicked man and his host of evil undead, but found the usual mystic commands, you'd assume would work, were bringing about catastrophic results.
More undead rose from the earth as my commands became more and more frantic.
Due to the combined and twisted way the two staffs interacted with one another, I had to formulate my commands to be opposite of what I desired.
-I discovered, to bring death, I had to speak, "live!"
Man, I wish I had more dreams like that . . .