.. Spooky
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From time to time, I imagine the scar deep in my left palm, which left an inch of white flesh that somehow connects two lifelines in my palm, I think of it either as some form of reflection on christlike sensation, or just the wound from a dark, and tragic stigmata when I was high.

I heard from my friends, or my own subconscious permeating blackness while I was passed out -- things from sounds on a spaceship, a futuristic life-alarm going off, and a lot of people picking SANANDA up from the hall of some spaceship floor, and bringing him somewhere to be resuscitated -- I was then passed out, and said, or recall flying in front of my friends, and screaming, like a demon. I was on the ceiling, crawling around like the fly.

I watched the movie, "The Fly" and frightened Jeff Goldblum by telling him, "I'm teleporting right now" over and over again .. terrifying him.

When I watched "Dracula Untold" (which I only watched the intro) I scared every actor when I confessed, or stated, "I was Vlad. I am Dracula." They all froze, and held close to their props, and I signed out.



-BL

I had a past-life regressive memory of Dracula, who went by another name. I had a castle, this is true. And a slave / servitor, who helped him with many things. He rarely invited guests, but usually only one at a time. It is said (I think) he lived "with a young face" well over 100 years, and was unlike all other vampires.

He knew all of my inventions, and would divine a sense of reverie each time in his lower part of his castle, or lair, he divined a "new invention." And share it, proudly with his servant, even if it didn't have the electricity, or power to work yet. He was excited about what he had figured out, anyway. And somehow, this scares me.