82 - A God, With Gumption

Lin

I had two rather important dreams last night.

The second seems to be of the most significance, though.

I remember dreaming of these people breaking out of some kind of makeshift basement jail under what I believe was supposed to be a school. I joined these people, including mr voldy, in their quest to basically destroy everyone in it.

Except, of course, I wasn't really there to destroy it.

They were trying to use books of names to destroy everyone in the buildings. So, I went in and distracted one of the girls about my own name, acting as if I was giving her my birth name, and therefore control over me. She signed over my name, and I was free.

Spiritually, anyway. We got caught before anything else could happen.

We managed to escape, but I knew I was following mr voldy out of the intention to destroy him.

For once, I can say that I'm a bit of a femme fatale.

The best part of that entire thing is that I somehow replaced the name the voldys gave me with my system name.

Which I know will protect me.

It's interesting, because I don't remember getting caught out by mr voldy's group.

In fact, the same girl I got to take my old name offered me a sandwich, though I didn't take it for some reason. Then again, I'm working through food anxiety.

I know something important must have happened, because for one name to be scored out completely spiritually, and that process to be safe despite said name being given to a literal enemy, there must have been circumstances and processes initiated for that to work.

My assumption is that Aletheia and Pistis' work paid off, as they're the only two people I can think of who would be able to pull off anything like that.

The other thing I remember about that dream was that from what I could see, the process of switching names was done on my autism diagnosis papers.

I'm not sure of the significance of that yet, but I'm sure I'll find out why that is, as opposed to it being done on something like my birth certificate.

Unless I am right...

Which would make the voldys' birth certificate put in place for me either someone else's or a forgery.

Aletheia really did come in clutch for me.

Hey, you good?

Athena waves at me from behind the wall separating the TV room from the rest of the nemeton.

Not really.

She frowns.

Food anxiety?

General anxiety. I don't like being physically alone.

She wraps her arms around me.

I know. And you don't have to be. Doesn't Mind have a forum?

She has a good point. Even if I myself can't go out and seek other people's help, maybe they can get to me, if I put my trust in them. And who knows? It could pay dividends.

I'll look into it. 

She nods.

Maybe we can do it together?

I nod, tears filling my eyes again.

That sounds good.

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