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March 9, 2003

Ras The Destroyer invaded my dreams last night and smacked me around a bit. Bloodied my lip. I waited for a convenient pause.

"You're a fiction. You never existed."

"I did for you. For a very brief time I was very real. Besides mon, you dreamin'."

"So you're here to remind me of my one time ideals?"

"Nah mon, I'm ‘ere to remind you of what a good beatin' feels like. You need one from time to time. Little pain be good for you."

He lit a blunt and took a deep drag. I asked for a hit. He refused.