
Back in my normal days i used to apply whatever metaphysical thing or extraordinary senses i got in my dream as a possible super power i wouldve in real life.
So i thought i could jump and fly for like high distances .
I used to love red skins so i thought i had some sort of a thormal energy power inside of me
And that my core was made up of multidimentional intersected buildings
I sometimes dream of places and i really dont know if i saw them in real life
I used to write about witches because i thought i was one.
But as it turned out that thought was just an act of expression that was yet to come of things to come
And im glad they did
Im glad that some people came and took me and i discovered all these magics i had and im glad that i went through a drift to such magnificent alternate things