Jonathan Clark wrote:
> Alright, it seems that while I was concious, my TF's secondary
> conciousness decided that it needed to retrain itself, so it signed up
> for pretty much the equivilant of Buddhist meditation places. (term
> slips my mind ATM) It gets there, and for some reason, there is some
> kind of magical or out-of-phase dimension or whatever, and that
> conciousness dissapears.
This doesn't make much sense as you state it. Consciousness is not a
"thing" attached to one's body, that can be detached, it is a
(side-)effect of brain design, with sufficient complexity and
introspection ability. Simple physical phenomena don't just turn off
consciousness and let other consciousnesses attach. Carefully,
intelligently, designed and created effects maybe, but not simple ones.
> I awaken, and learn that I am stuck with the most feared student as
my
> 'partner'. My sparring, teaching, and ultimately, the partner who I
> must challenge to succeed there. This is the top student, and she's
> been at this place for going on 10 years. I'm thinking, great, not only
> am I a week behind, but I'm almost a decade behind my opponent.
[snip lots]
Um... I recommend never writing amateur fiction about your TF.
> Anyways, so I familiarize myself a bit with the outdoor tracks and such,
> and note, with a bit of confusion on my part, that one of the tracks
> starts at the top of a hill, has loops, and you collect items. Now, not
> like any STH track I've seen, but the track did attract my attention.
I think that is a computer game leaking into your dream. Mariokart maybe?
> Wow. that's a lot of stuff, and I had been planning to do a short
> overview over the whole dream, but there's just so much to explain! Ahh,
> well, what to do about it. I started typing this at about 9pm my time,
> and am now wrapping it up 3 hrs later, at midnight. I've got a
> headache, and, well, I can't believe how much I've edited away, and
> sounded out, and rewrote... Stuff that I remembered out of
> chronological order, and had to re-integrate to make sense...
When the muse strikes, that is how things go.
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