– by Me (when do I get to have a name?  I’m important too!)

I was worried about going to church because I thought I might have to sing, but Taran said no, so that was good.  Lots of people were glad to see us and I didn’t know what to say to them.  I found a seat and sat there looking around at everyone.  They let me take off my shoes and scrunch up on the chair and it was nice.  The people in the church were singing about God breathing on them and I wondered if God had bad breath.  Taran listened a lot and so did Matthew and Grey guarded the door and the big kitty cat sat nearby even though he went right through this woman next to me. Continue reading →

– by Taran

So going to church was a smart move.  That’s a good place to be.  But then our guy follows this up with a magic mushroom vision quest over at Nate’s.  I guess he thought he could gain some special insight by downing some poisonous plants and seeing lots of pretty colors.  How stupid can you get?  We didn’t want to have anything to do with it, so we all pulled back.  The dark ones enjoyed themselves, though.  Yeah, that was a brilliant plan.  What was he thinking?  He could have drugged a child!  I gave him a hard talking to and he seemed genuinely sorry.

After discovering a chatroom online for people with DID, I was inspired to go out and buy my own copy of “When Rabbit Howls.”  I started reading it and realized that I had already read some of it before.  I skipped ahead a bit and started reading again.   I read a whole chapter and then realized I already knew what happened in the next chapter.  So I skipped ahead again.  I guess I’m a little over halfway through.  Maybe after I’m done I’ll go back and re-read it just to be sure I actually read it all.

– by Matthew

We are in motion towards the shaft of light breaking through the clouds.  It isn’t the destination that’s important, but the fact that we are journeying together.  This landscape is malleable and shifts on strange winds.  As we walk through the tall grass, our home moves along with us, tethered to my footsteps.

Taran is silent, but eager.  I see his eyes light up as we clear the top of each hill, anxious to see what lies ahead.  The younger one rides the Guardian of the Heart and his joy is infectious.  The other, less solid members of our company flicker about us like lights in a mist.  Below the roots of earth, I sense the dark cavern being dragged along behind us, the tripartite being refusing to acknowledge that any journey is taking place.

That is all I wish to say at this time, thank you.