Welcome to my mind, and my ideas. Today, I am not angry or pissed, in fact, I am at the calmest I have ever been in a long time, the reason why it says I'm angry is that I am listening to really angry music, strange how someone is screaming "This is Episode, 666." into a microphone calms me. Any way, as you all know by now, I post journal entries in a form of my mind, so I shall continue with that legacy as it is mostly my mind that I talk about here.

So, as you all know, the goblins in my head are protecting the cave with my sanity, interesting, they seem to be breeding my sanity for stronger pieces, but I'm still as nutty as a fruit. No, there is a worse problem in my head, well, in me, other than the labyrinth, and that is the fact Blood is getting restless, I am starting to get more wrathful, lustful (thanks to one of the new souls, Kathrie)and strangely enough, commanding, AKA, Shay. But in all of this, I am worrying my friends as I was wrathful, but no where near as much as I have been, and lustful, but I can actually control that. Shay has more wolves, the pack is up to twenty, and Ken, the second of the two new ones, he is actually teaching Jaset how to use her strength and also other tactics against those who want in.

I had the worst dream ever recently, a dream on which I saw the boy in my head, I, if he is my own view of my self, I must really REALLY concerned/fucked up/about to give up. He was so WEEDY! Really, I know I have muscle, he had none, I know I am light, he would have barely been 30 kg's. His over all appearance, I think he was burnt, black marks all over his body, half of which would have been blood I think, the other half was some kind of coal/ash/water mix, but he looked like he hadn't eaten, or drunk in over, years. his hair was this black colour, literally plastered to him, cuts all over him, always bleeding, and he was in such tattered leather pants, and I think they were combat boots, the tips were so warn, the steel caps were seen and they were so rusted. Cracked lips, black stare, it would have been better if he was dead, also less creepy, that actually scared me. He told me to watch my back, the daggers have been thrown and that they will hit soon, I know what he means, but still. I know that shit has been said about me, but it's only words, I don't care about words, the second something actually is tried against me, then I'll act.

Other than all this, my mind is calm, ish, Kathrie is letting her imps run a little bit too free, Blood is having too much trouble in keeping them in line, and now there is a huge defensive line against invading spirits, I hate it when they do that.