tonight’s initial dream was a prescriptive premonition. i dose my favorite type of weather. STORM. my dream begins in a bright & clear @angeladarling84 pond-side sky. i Honor the Earth, i’m fearing an intense potential 4power. my birth mother appears in support of me and I discussed with her, my worries, a virile and destructive wind accompanied by electrical currents fulfilling their conductive responsibilities. our marble smooth goddess recharges her dermis. the exoskeleton in my closet: a clear sky appearing ominous and on the pond’s glass reflective surface; a weather system within. so yes, a storm did appear that night. i can be so very sure, absolutely certain of what my conductors indicate. i am an infinite well and abyss of pitch black intuition, seen through feeling around in the dark. the skill of which i’ve had 33 years of mastering. for now i can be certain the current object in my hands is my virility charged by this stormy world in honor of Mother Nature, i come.