Hovering above my body in the room while she lays next to me, reminds me of when I escaped the heat to lay on that bean bag while they surrounded my body chanting to that Hiii Power to bring me back. Now I navigate everyday with the third eye, hovering and staying elated in the cone of my mind, like Sumn my ancestors built under Orion. Moving like seal team 6 while they napping on me. Awakening everyone like em hieroglyph symbols as I move thru the room full of cultures. He reads this and gets insecure about his masculinity and asks, why do you sound feminine? Anyways, what a dream, this just feels like another episode of rick and morty.
Title: Astral life
Illustration by @william_spiff for Clutch Club