Roads to Here

Part 2: Guilty or Not Guilty...That is the Question


Artist: Young

I had a dream...or did I?

When I was on my Sensei's table tonight (getting my second in a series of targeted acupuncture treatments) my experience was much different from last weeks Prolific Pain session.

Not only have I felt, and seen, a marked improvement in my severe muscle tension, but even more importantly, not one tear was shed in tonight's "pricking".

What I did see and feel, however, was sobering, and a little confusing, as I do not know if what I saw was a memory, a thought, a simple fantasy or some important vision that I need to pay attention to.

After my Sensei inserted the needles I relaxed quickly, feeling the energy begin to float around. At first, all I could see was darkness, but as I went more deeply under, I began to see a picture.

I was in the middle of a courtroom, with a judge, jury, audience and of course, lawyers.

I was on trial for a crime that I didn't commit...but no one would listen to me!

No one believed me.

No matter what I said, I knew in my heart, that everyone believed in my guilt.

I retreated then, and gave in to my feelings of defeat.

I saw myself there, sitting in the chair, being berated and crucified...but I also saw that I had floated away, and that while my body was on trial, my mind had already escaped.

Sadly, it was not a constructive escape, but rather, just me, laying naked in full fetal, in the corner of the courtroom.

I wanted to plug my ears...I was freightened...lost...alone.

I had given up...totally and completely void of anything remotely close to hope.


The vision was so sad to view, so extremely gut wrenching.

Once I began to see this picture more vividly, I closed my mind, opened my eyes...and ignored the pain.

-kyuuri