I had a cosmic reunion with Jae (my college friend who passed away). We talked about that student film of mine we shot. The nature of the film. I was playing the one who died. He was the character that was alive seeing his dead friend by the train tracks that he died on. The characters were communicating between the physical plane and the astral plane of existence. That was just a student film. Now you’re on the other side (the astral plane), and now I’m experiencing a telepathic conversation with you. It’s such a trip. You always say just the right thing. I receive you and hear you loud and clear. How ironic that movie, now this? I’m wishing it wasn’t the other way around. I miss you. But I know you’re here now. And that we’re good. More than good. Old friends hanging out. I’m getting support from a friend on a cosmic level. I love you brother. I don’t think I’ve had a cooler or better best friend ever. I love you that much brother. You complete me. I’m glad that you can at least visit. The fact that it’s a two way conversation is a trip.
Note:
I never completed that film. I may have to do something with the footage I shot.
