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Three hours pass and the phone rings again

Three hours passes and the phone rings again. A couple of rings. He opens his eyes and smiles at the caller ID. He glances at his watch. 5:46. He looks up and sighs, shaking...

“Go to bed, dear

"What could happen to you here, my boy?" I ask, glancing from the boy to the curtains he keeps locked across his bed. His head tilts in an almost subservient fashion as it bows...

The front door of the family home opened wide, showing a small, but wide, rectangular window

The door handle turned, and the two heavy oak doors opened wide, showing two narrow, but wide, rectangular windows. On the left side was a simple, yet dignified, office with a sturdy oak desk,...

We all have the power to train our mind

It's a skill, an art. And we need it. It is our brain, our subconscious, that keeps us safe from the terrors that lurk unseen, from the horrors that lurk within. The trick is...

Imagine you were in a dream where you were switching on the light in your room

Even if the light is on, you will still feel the bright, white, glaringly unbearable light. The power of that one switch would flip the world. To experience it, you must be aware of...

If you’re in a deep sleep state, and you wake up with a lucid dream, you have two choices

You have two options: Use the lucid dream skill, or not, and live with the dangers that come with it. The most important thing here is to recognize that it's a skill. It's something...

I’m sitting here in front of my garden, and two women come up to me

“I’m sorry, but you’re the ones that are sorry,” I say to them. “No, you’re sorry,” they say. “You’re the ones that are sorry. You thought your poor Rick was a real jerk, and...

In our series of letters from African journalists, film-maker and columnist Farai Sevenzo looks at the importance of lucid dreaming

Lets say you've been dreaming about a beautiful princess and you wanted to know her name. First, you would have to open a book to find the right word. Then you would have to...

The story begins with the death of my wife, Milly

“Milly, my poor child!” she said. “What else is new? What else? The children, the children! I have a little boy—” “Oh, Milly, Milly, my poor one. What is the matter with you, that...

“I will not be a slave to you

This young man is a son of a king who would not be without a slave. He is a son of a slave who would not be without a king. My heart and soul...

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It’s not dark enough for me to draw my own blood

Now, here, the silence is broken by a cawing that’s not a bird nor a crow, but an owl. The owl flies directly into the headlights. I see him, a large yellow eyed bird...

My sister was killed in a drunk driving accident

Walking to the beach with my umbrella still on top, I watched the water rippling on the rocky shore and thought to myself…I don’t belong here. I don’t fit in. I want to go...

Three hours pass and the phone rings again

Three hours passes and the phone rings again. A couple of rings. He opens his eyes and smiles at the caller ID. He glances at his watch. 5:46. He looks up and sighs, shaking...