This morning while I lay in bed, in that in-between Twilight Zone, I had a dream. It was more of a feeling, a sense not in my being as an extraneous additive to it, but that it had altered my being and consciousness, changed who I was temporarily for only a few seconds, like the one that I had the morning of the Kentucky Derby, May 2, 2009.
I felt a very dark, almost black dome-shaped form, made of chitin or the covering of a black beetle. It was definitely the feel of an insect. I felt it at eye level, and it was slowing pressing down upon the ground. There was dirt being squeezed out from the bottom of dome that was slowly lowering to the ground. I felt insect, dirt, dome, curvature.
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