I was staying in a friends house for a while. It was in the jungle, like south america. Perhaps I was in Ecuador again.
I went exploring in the jungle one day. I got lost and had to stay the night out. I found this big rock that had a face carved on the top of it. It was near a clearing so I decided to stay beside it. But sleeping there was a bad idea, because in the night some dark energy entered my body and I saw demons or ugly and scary spirits all around me. Couldnt leave until the morning. Morning finally came, I went back to the house, but I was all messed up. Fits of rage and anger filling my body. Took me a while to clear that out. I had to go through some really intense healing with medicine men and women. One thing I did to help heal myself was I did a painting that had a 'heart-map'. It was a self portrait with all these mayan glyphs in it and a sort of wheel right on my heart where the map was. In it I could look and locate the place that needed healing, and how to help others.
Long time later, Ian's brother Miles went into the Jungle. He was missing for a few days. I said to Gabe, he is going to have some darkness with him when he returns, if he went to the same place that I did. It came true, for when he came back he was all upset, distrustful of us. He wanted the house to be really hot, and dark. His mom came to spend time with him. I tried to burn some palo santo around him and he went into a dark rage--his eyes were all dark and his face looked mean--like a man possessed.
I was really worried. He was more taken than I had been but he knew there was something inside of him, something malevolent, that he didnt want with him. It was strong and would fight him. He was so tired, I was so scared that the darkness was going to win.. I had to find my Portrait so I could see if I could find the Key to unlocking him.
My map had become a tint backing to the back window of Gabe's new car. He had a black Benz. For some reason he had started painting it this light blue color that was the background of the painting. I didnt like this, and was getting into a fight with Jahvid about it. He wouldent give me my painting and I really needed it--time was running out for Miles! I explained this to him and then slapped him (?!?) that felt wrong. Said I was sorry he kinda laughed but I could tell he was hurt.
Around then the Bart went by so I started to wake up, and didnt get to save Miles, but I did get a really good look at the painting that I made. It was epic!!
If I can paint a masterpiece in my dreams, doesnt that make it easier to actually paint??