20.6.26

she texted  :  :  I woke to my recoveryroom nurse Christine screaming at me hahaha HALLIE. HALLIE. WAKE UP! WAKE UP! HALLIE, WAKE UP.  i guess i didn’t wanna wake up.

he replied  :  :  Do you lknow/wonder what you were dreaming when Christine woke you?

  :  :  god I was trying to recall. actually – you’d be the prime person to discuss this with – really been diving deep into all my experiences, with spirits, I think I have some psychopomp in me.

i swear it’s not the drugs talking.

am I imagining it?

  :  :  a psychopomp – definitely

You’re exquisitely sensitive, a superb empath . . . thereby the veil between Life and Death and  ?  is more transparent, where to others, opaque, and others – might as well be a brick wall.

  :  :  i see ghosts often.

  :  :  I am roiled by hypnopompic (coming out of sleep) and hypnagogic (going to sleep) visions

although not a psychopomp

 

       psychopomp

                         A mythical conductor or guide of souls to the place of the dead.

she was that

1211,  reggaefriday – Juneteenth,  19  6. 26
1048,  Saturday,  20  6. 26
Ghostpoet  Off Peak Dreams  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZiWvczb_hhg

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