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"The Crow's Aura" (Page 33)

6/11/2014

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I wake up and walk across the hall. I opened the door gently and close it even softer. I go into the bed, she is already nude and has been expecting me. I undress myself and penetrate her. She lets out a gentle moan. I am 11 years old and I am getting my sexual education. After an hour of caressing and sexual intercourse, she falls asleep. I slowly make my way out. I cross the living room and open the door to the stairs. I walk each step as gentle as possible. At the end of the staircase, I make a left and go down a long empty, dark hallway. I open the metal latch and walk in. As I close the door behind me, I begin to undress myself. I can hear her dreaming. I lay behind her and begin to kiss her back. I fondle her breasts with one hand and with the other I rub on her clit. I enter her and we begin to move with the motion of the bed. Moments later, she hands me the blanket to cover her then falls asleep. I look around her room as to find the way out. I close the door behind me and pass the hall and the staircase. I make a right to go into another hallway with 3 doors I must open before getting to my last destination. I open and close each individual door quietly as I enter and exit them. I make an immediate right and then another. I walk in to the door-less room and begin to undress myself. She was the only one that would stay up and wait for me. As I penetrated her I woke up –

I was now 36 years old and I was making love to the woman of my dreams. We had the lights on and I could see her face showing excitement and satisfaction. That mixed with the way she moved made me orgasm. I closed my eyes –

I felt an eternal feeling of bliss running throughout my being it was somewhat orgasmic and euphoric. My mother was giving birth to me. The doctor reached towards me and aided my exit. He held me and handed me to my mother. First breath, I began to cry. With that first yell I woke up –

I was 23 years old at a brothel in Tijuana, MX. I was trying to barter with a prostitute. I told her that if I made her orgasm, I would not pay her a dime. If I didn’t, I would pay her double. She looked at me and slapped me. I woke up –

I was 55 years old and I did not recognize where I was. I looked outside the window. I was in Paris, France. I closed my eyes with gratitude when I opened them I was now in my present home. The whole experience felt like I was riding a subway in New York and waiting to arrive to my station.

It took me a couple of wrong exits in order to get to the right one but I made it. I got up from the bed and ran to the shower. I had a lot of information and thoughts going through my mind. I felt like I was loosing grasp of my reality. I turned on the hot water and jumped into the shower.

I covered my ears with both my hands and began to hear the sound of water hit my head. This technique has always helped sooth my mind. I started to breathe through my nose very slowly then I began to make the sound of thunder with my mouth as I released my breath. I was in my own rainstorm that was washing away the madness of my mind. 


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Concept Art for the Crow's Aura. 
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    The Crow's Aura

    Autobiographic/Fictional Story  of a phase in my life, that I am writing 1 page a day till its completion. 

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