I had a compelling dream in which I was going to visit my friend’s old girlfriend. I had a pen in my hand, which is why I’m writing this. The pen reminded her of him, and she started to cry. I was going to listen to her talk about all she’d meant to him. We were in southern Illinois, I think. There was long grass all around. I woke up and thought of another girl he’d had sex with, who was so into him that when she met him, she threw herself down on a sofa and asked him to take a picture.
When I was awake, I felt a sense of release. This person died thirty years ago; shortly after that, my life fell apart. I stopped feeling like a complete person then, and I entered the realm of shamanism, living half in and out of the world. In a way, he was the only person I ever saw as real. Years after he died, I realized he may have been entirely evil. He had been pursuing a Master’s degree, and he had been caught cheating. His life was destroyed, and he committed suicide. He was a total liar who took advantage of the vulnerable. Waking up, I could see him as a person again for the first time in thirty years, and also, I could see myself as a person again. This is interesting because I was doing some powerful ritual magic last night, and the spiritual forces seem very active.
I could see or sense the reality of all the other people he affected in this world. In some sense, I could heal the damage he did to me and feel like a human being again.

It was interesting to feel the story just beginning. She was about to pour her emotions out to me. The story of life was about to feel real. That’s something I missed in life, and now I have it.

Warren is a sex addict, a total liar and sexual predator. he can’t read. He thinks that all movies are basically pornography, that all stores are based on a “character arc”, in which the movie overwhelms the identity of the viewer and pulls them into a sex fantasy. He believes the audience are only seeing themselves. He lurks in hollywood, going from gang bang to gang bang, sabotaging other filmmakers, especially women and gay filmmakers who want to portray characters who love each other. He’s known as one of the most progressive and visionary directors in hollywood because his movies use special effects to appear gothic and mysterious, like the paintings of H.R. Giger.

Version II with Grammarly:

Warren is a sex addict, a total narcissist, a liar, and a sexual predator. He’s known as one of Hollywood’s most progressive and visionary directors because his movies use special effects to appear gothic and mysterious, like the paintings of H.R. Giger. He can’t read. He viciously attacks people in public, but he gets away with it because one of his lovers is a high-ranking Republican official in the Department of Defense. If anyone criticizes him, he calls them homophobic, but he doesn’t care about right and wrong at all. He doesn’t care about anything but sex. Humanity is nothing but sexual darkness to him; all movies are essentially pornographic, and stories are nothing but fascist power based on a “character arc,” which overwhelms the viewer’s identity and pulls them into a sex fantasy. He believes the audience is only seeing themselves, and that the essence of film is nothing more than power. He lurks in Hollywood, going from gang bang to gang bang, sabotaging other filmmakers, especially women and gay filmmakers, who want to portray characters who love each other.