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Thom_Portman
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Last night, around two am, my surroundings began to blur slightly. Feeling as though I needed to clear my head, I walked outside so as to allow the cool wind to blow through my hair. I felt better for about five minutes, but then everything started to get really bizarre. I saw a white light in the distance, and it slowly came closer. I felt as though I were going to vomit, mostly out of fear. Then, I felt a calming sensation flow through my entire body. I saw two album covers float through the air in front of me. The albums were “Blood on the Tracks” and “Kid A”. However, the scene quickly shifted. This time I saw a figure dressed in flowing white robes with a golden halo gliding above the head. The being was beautiful and androgynous. He said to me, “Thom, stay where you are.” I stayed as still as a frozen lake. The song “Mr. Tambourine Man” was playing in the background, but the being did not draw attention to it. Again he spoke, “Thom, you have a duty and a purpose. Look at all of the beauty that surrounds you. Help to preserve it and keep it whole. Go to San Francisco and find your (he emphasized the word strongly) group–find your Beat Generation. Write, write, write.” After having spoke, the figure hugged me tightly, and I smiled more brilliantly than I have ever smiled before. He slowly disappeared, and I stayed outside until four am, when I decided to shower and get ready to go hiking. I just bought a plane ticket to San Francisco.