Just as dreaming of Bochum (a place I’ve never been) is weirdly specific, so too is dreaming of Ariadne … whom I’ve never met and have had no exposure to by way of colleagues, clients, employers, friends of friends of friends of friends or anyone else — I can’t, for the life of me, imagine that some lost in the mists of Time schooling might suddenly surface without prompting … so, if it isn’t a sign of my mind/brain turning to mush due to a brain tumour (or some other neurological problem) then I’m at a complete loss to explain it other than it being due to my subconscious being a genius beyond my ability to consciously follow or a sign that my long-held scepticism re the supernatural/paranormal is about to get a thorough working over by Life, the Universe and Everything ¹ and/or Samara ³.

Speaking of prophetic visions, however …yup … it needs making this way:


¹ Don’t worry … it isn’t:

… it’s either a neurological disaster unfolding in real time ² or else my subconscious is simply way ahead of me.

² Be strong, Aura.

³ Although … whilst the subsequent PTSD might be unpleasant, if I can push Roy towards her in time , I’ll probably make make it out the door okay.

⁴ Better him than me!

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There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live and too rare to die.

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Where Angels Fear

Where Angels Fear

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There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live and too rare to die.