Heals The Original Dryness

i dreamed i was killed in my dream last night. it was the first time i actually transitioned into death in my dreams. paz's parents shot me, but it wasn't them... i had such power as a spirit. i could clench someones abdomen to cause a grusome stomach ache. but it was right in the middle of west side story, and i felt so bad that i couldn't perform. but no one could understand me talk, exept for this guy ben, who translated for people. and i could write letters. but as i was dead longer and longer, it became harder and harder to communicate. i was drifting farther away with my ability to connect to others. but i had unfinished business. jonathan did not know yet. and i needed him to know. and to be taken care of. in the earlier part of my dream, when i was shot in the stomach there was pain that dulled as i died. but i felt so much pain seeing jonathan. in death, one has no way to avoid or heal to compassion/co-feeling one has for those left behind.

did not helen choose a man...