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I told you about being half asleep, or more. The sensation of drifting, even the notion of not being corporeal exists. Nothing has flavor, touches don't feel, time drifts...
This is how it has been for a while now. Amazingly I am still doing some things. At one time everything stopped, including eating. It was like this almost all of the time I was awake, or thought I was awake. I must have sipped but I was unaware of it. Memories, thoughts, curiosity, all lost in a fog, I could do nothing substantive for sure. Weeks could go by without eating or ever waking, really. I was a ghost for my part.
Here is a bit of advise. If you ever meet a ghost, don't exhibit strong emotions. Those are latched onto, like a lifeline. They will draw the spirit to you. Truth is, most can't choose their reactions. But if you can, don't present emotion. Anger, fear, jealousy, love, or even strong curiosity will lead the spirit right to you. It has nothing else, so you are like manna or a light in it's dark and dreary demesne. I'm not sure what all spirits, ghosts, are. A lost soul, literally not theologically? Perhaps an artifact of the intellect, a piece of the literal spirit of the departed, not pertaining to the soul. If too there are... other things that might haunt the living. Advise from a ghost, mind you. Be kind and don't become involved.
It was will that kept me alive. And while mine is good, better than most, single minded and powerful... It wasn't my will that was the magic. Dream on, some suggest. And so I do, no slight hurts as I don't need acknowledgement or belief. I am, it is enough. Besides, whether true or pure fiction, I merely show, in my stories, what I perceive. How much is real is not for any to say. Most avoid the truth to live. I have lived only to seek it. If that means little in some ways. When I am not this way, I endure rages of emotions and a want, need, for physicality, work, drive. Bipolar, but not of the mind... of the spirit?
Back in the reals again... I'm really starting to like Blue Foundation. I will need to look around a bit more. Maybe some other time. I have another story to fall into. Later, maybe good night. Is it night? Is it ever day? *poof*
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